Before the other party could finish speaking, a crisp cracking sound suddenly reached everyone's ears.
Chen Changan and the others looked over and discovered that a hairline crack had appeared in the container holding the most perfect creation.
At the sight, the Apothecary's expression changed drastically.
"How could this be? How could the container I forged develop a crack?"
"No, my most perfect creation has not yet fully succeeded. How could it possibly..."
"You... you've woken up?"
As the Apothecary spoke, he suddenly discovered that his most perfect creation had actually opened his eyes.
Chen Changan could tell that the man's gaze was somewhat vacant. It seemed that such prolonged slumber had greatly affected his mind.
Yet Chen Changan could also see that, despite the emptiness in his eyes, they contained intense hatred.
And the one he was staring at was the Apothecary.
At this moment, however, the Apothecary had not noticed any of this. All his thoughts were fixed on his most perfect creation. He wanted to understand exactly what had caused him to awaken ahead of time.
Why had he awakened without being summoned by him?
This was directly related to his future research into the art of medicine.
"If I were you, I would choose to leave now," Chen Changan reminded him.
"Leave? Why should I leave?" the Apothecary asked in confusion.
"Because he wants to kill you. If I'm not mistaken, he awakened precisely to kill you, and he'll break out any moment now."
Hearing Chen Changan's words, the Apothecary was stunned. Only then did he notice that his creation was staring at him fixedly. Even those vacant eyes were radiating powerful hostility and killing intent.
Seeing this, the Apothecary was neither afraid nor fled. Instead, he became excited.
"Interesting, interesting."
"He still retains his hatred