Splash Healing Potion

"What can I do? What can I do?"

Fang Zheng hurriedly flipped through his Creative Mode Inventory. "Healing, healing... Golden Apple, Healing Potion—right, those two!"

He hastily tossed Golden Apples and Healing Potions into his Inventory, then ran before the black phantom. Holding them in his hands, he shoved them into the phantom's face, trying to feed it as though it were an animal. "Eat it! Hurry up! Why aren't you eating?"

When he realized he could not feed it, Fang Zheng immediately began tossing them from his Inventory in front of the phantom.

A pile of floating Golden Apple pixels and Healing Potions bobbed before the phantom. "Pick them up and eat them already! This should restore your health—eat!"

Fang Zheng was frantic, flying back and forth beside it, but the thing still did not move.

Even after five minutes had passed, when the floating Golden Apples and Healing Potions on the ground automatically despawned, the damn phantom still did not so much as twitch. It would not even shift its gaze.

It had even stopped muttering that whatever-it-was under its breath.

Seeing it like this, Fang Zheng was both anxious and angry.

Back when Fang Zheng was still in middle school, he had once seen several old men from his village chatting and laughing as they headed out in the evening to fish, carrying foul-smelling bags on their backs, buckets in their hands, and fishing rods over their shoulders.

Yet the next morning, when Fang Zheng got up for school, he saw those same old men returning, filthy all over and wearing dark expressions.

He even heard them muttering, "They won't eat earthworms, won't eat bloodworms, won't eat fermented grain mash, won't eat bait king... Damn things, they refuse to eat anything. You deserve to starve to death!"

"Next time, we'll just drain the water and use nets..."

At the time, Fang Zheng could not understand why those old men had been so angry.

But now, looking at this phantom, Fang Zheng finally felt a little of what fishing enthusiasts went through.

Desperate, Fang Zheng tossed over another ten stacks of Golden Apples. But when he saw the floating apples pass straight through the phantom and land at its feet, he froze for a moment.

"Could it be that although I can use an Iron Bucket to obtain matter from this world and add new types of items to my Inventory, the creatures of this world can't pick up Minecraft blocks?"

"Forget whether you can pick them up and eat them. I'll just smash them on you!" With that, Fang Zheng hurriedly found Splash Healing Potions in his Inventory and put them on his hotbar.

In Minecraft, various ingredients could be used through brewing stands to brew all kinds of potions.

Potions came in three types: drinkable, splash, and lingering.

Aside from the drinkable kind, both splash and lingering potions could be thrown directly.

One provided instant healing, while the other provided sustained healing.

A Splash Healing Potion could be used by throwing it. The potion would shatter upon hitting the ground or a creature, healing creatures within its area of effect and restoring 4 health points.

However, it only restored health. Against Undead Creatures, it inflicted equivalent damage instead.

But looking at the black phantom's dim eyes, Fang Zheng paused again and pondered. "Does this count as an Undead Creature?"

"I'll try it first. If the Healing Potion doesn't work, I'll switch to an Instant Damage Potion that can heal Undead Creatures."

In Minecraft, Healing Potions damaged Undead Creatures, while Instant Damage Potions, which harmed normal creatures, instead restored an Undead Creature's health.

Muttering to himself, Fang Zheng pulled out a potion bottle and began throwing it.

A splash potion was a glass bottle with a slightly crooked neck, filled with red liquid.

With a sharp crack, red spiraling smoke appeared on the ground where the black phantom stood, and red spiraling smoke also appeared above its head.

"Uh, I didn't see the red damage effect. That means it worked, right?"

"Let's throw a few more and see."

Bang, bang, bang. The sounds rang out endlessly as Splash Healing Potions were continuously hurled over.

Only after quite a while did Fang Zheng stop.

He approached the black phantom and observed it carefully, checking whether its body had become any more solid. But no matter how he looked, he could not see any difference.

Fang Zheng fell into thought. "Come to think of it, judging from Vermilion Bird and White Tiger's attack power, if these cultivators can instantly deplete the durability of Minecraft blocks with sheer destructive force, then even if Healing Potions work on them, the effect probably won't be very good, right?"

"After all, even the strongest monster in Minecraft, the Ender Dragon, only has 200 health, while the Wither only has 300."

"These cultivators..." Recalling White Tiger and Vermilion Bird's absurdly enormous bodies, Fang Zheng fell silent for a moment.

"Even if the interaction between two worlds with different rules lets me restore their health, if they have health bars, wouldn't they have hundreds of billions, trillions, or even more?"

"If that's the case, the health restored by potions is way too little. If I want to fill their health bars by throwing potions, I'll go crazy from throwing them before I'm done, won't I?"

"Is throwing them like this actually doing anything?"

Just as Fang Zheng was wondering, he saw the black phantom glance at him once more. "Uh... I guess it's working."

"But doing it manually is too troublesome. I need to automate it."

If he kept throwing them like this, how long would it take? He might as well make an automated dispenser.

So Fang Zheng opened his Inventory, found dispensers, Redstone Comparators, Redstone Repeaters, and Redstone Dust, and built a Redstone Pulse Circuit nearby.

When such a Redstone Pulse Circuit was connected to dispensers, it could continuously fire out whatever was stored inside them.

Then he placed a hopper on each dispenser, with a Shulker Box above the hopper. The Shulker Boxes were filled with Throwable Healing Potions.

With that, a simple automatic throwing device—something even a novice player could easily make—was complete.

"Uh, if I'm right, and cultivators from this Cultivation World all have health in the hundreds-of-millions range, it'd be better to add more."

The long-overdue construction work began again. Fang Zheng placed dispensers throughout every available space around the black phantom, connected them in parallel to Redstone Pulse Circuits, then linked Shulker Boxes filled with Healing Potions to the dispensers using hoppers.

Fang Zheng glanced up at the sky again. "Come to think of it, as long as I calculate the launch distance properly, I can use the sky too."

He eagerly began building. After several full days of work, he constructed a towering hollow tower-like structure out of dispensers.

Every dispenser continuously launched the Healing Potions Fang Zheng supplied. The potions falling without end through the fixed channel in the center resembled a river of red blood.

And at the very bottom, unnoticed by Fang Zheng as he busied himself constructing the fully automated Healing Potion launching tower—

Amid the ceaseless red spiraling smoke, the crescent-shaped dim pupils of the phantom formed from intertwined black and blood-red mist faintly began to shine with a glimmer of light.

The phantom, formed from the lingering remnant of a powerhouse who had once attacked the Immortal Ascension Road—remnant thoughts born of regret, unwillingness, sorrow, and other emotions—combined with the remnant divine thoughts within shattered fragments of a former Weapon of Proving the Dao, was slowly yet steadily growing stronger and stronger.