Anonymity Letter

On the bed, Zong Ge's eyes were wide open, and the whites never rolled down.

His entire body was completely numb, as though he were dead.

However, his body still held the aura of life; he was still breathing, and his entire body was covered in a layer of divine power barrier.

Zi Di was startled, freezing for a full few seconds before she finally regained her senses.

What is going on?

What on earth happened? Why is Zong Ge like this?

Did I make a mistake during the mixing process?

No, impossible. I was completely focused throughout the entire process, and I even had an alchemy device recording the whole procedure.

Right, I have the magic image to review it.

This was standard practice for an alchemist.

Because during the alchemy process, a tiny factor could easily lead to a failed final result. Therefore, alchemists used various methods to record alchemy experiments, making it convenient to review their work later.

Growing nervous, Zi Di hurriedly checked the magic image.

Soon, she reached a judgment: "I didn't make any mistakes. I followed the steps strictly."

"Could it be that Ban Tu harbored evil intentions and the alchemy technology he traded to me is flawed?"

"Ban Tu has the ability to resist magic contracts, so he carried out a sneak attack. Or perhaps he himself wasn't aware of this flaw, since he is only one of the developers, and there is another larger partner—the Intoxicated Church."

"The most crucial part is that Zong Ge's condition is very strange."

"His entire body is wrapped in divine power, and his soul has vanished into thin air..."

If Zong Ge had vomited blood after drinking the potion, or if time had been accelerated once more, or even if he had fallen into an unawakened