Potion Maniac

After their sparring match, Lan Mengqin and Dong Qianqiu had a rough idea of Chen Ming's abilities, and they were both convinced.

After all, he had effortlessly taken them both on by himself without even using his Martial Soul much. He'd looked completely at ease. It was obvious they never stood a chance.

The main problem was that their Soul Skills were still far too limited. Lan Mengqin didn't have any large-area offensive skills yet, so all she could do was conjure Ice Cones, Ice Spikes, and the like.

Dong Qianqiu was much the same. Her first Soul Skill was Ice Elemental Control, which made her attacks rather limited.

But once they got powerful second Soul Skills, they should be able to narrow the gap. Lan Mengqin was currently at Level 17, while Dong Qianqiu was at Level 15. Their progress over the two months since school began was indeed impressive.

Chen Ming had reached Level 16 as well, all from killing Zombies, Skeletons, and the like. The four of them chatted for a while, and before long, lunch break was over. Everyone headed back to class.

Di Qiu'er was put back into the Pokeball. The Golden British Shorthair was still drowsy anyway, so she could sleep through the afternoon.

The afternoon class was physical training. When Chen Ming arrived at his classroom, he noticed everyone staring at him strangely.

What was going on? What was with those looks? Just as he was wondering, his roommates returned after spending half the day wandering around.

"Old Chen! How come you've been secretly flirting with three girls?"

Feng Rulang's shout reached him before he even got close. Chen Ming facepalmed at that. Seriously...? Were these brats really pulling this kind of thing?

"Don't make things up! One of them is my little sister, and the other two are her classmates. My sister brought her friends over, so of course I entertained them!"

"Your little sister?"

"Old Chen, which one is your sister?"

The three of them were stunned, then pressed him to say which one. Chen Ming waved a hand.

"The one with silver hair and purple eyes is my sister. Got it?"

Chen Ming called out loudly enough for the guys glaring at him like they wanted to kill him to hear. In an instant, every boy's expression changed.

"Brother! Brother Chen! From now on, you're my real brother!"

"Old Chen, why didn't you tell us you had a little sister?"

"That's so unfair! Actually, I wouldn't mind Old Chen, either."

His three roommates crowded around him, fawning over him. Feng Rulang's last comment in particular made everyone turn to stare at him.

"Get lost! And the rest of you, too! If you dare lay a finger on my sister, I'll chop you up!"

Chen Ming kicked Feng Rulang away, then drew his legendary Golden Sword, radiating murderous intent. Everyone immediately settled down.

But in the hearts of the boys in Class Nine, Chen Ming's standing shot straight up. Huo Tian cleared his throat a few times.

"Ahem. Old Chen, it seems the guys from Class One are getting ready to fight you."

Huo Tian pulled out his phone and scrolled through some posts. He soon found one showing a photo of Chen Ming surrounded by three girls.

Several guys from Class One had commented that they'd block the school gate and wait specifically for Chen Ming. He chuckled when he heard that.

"I don't leave campus, so blocking the gate won't do them any good."

"...Old Chen, that's not the point! They're planning to come after you. I think you could use your big brother's help."

Huo Tian patted his chest to show he was ready to help, but kept giving Chen Ming pointed looks, as if he wanted to impress him.

"What's there to be afraid of? One comes, one gets dropped with a single punch."

"Old Chen, what if all the guys from Class One come after you? That's over sixty people!"

Lei Yuan was worried, too. With over sixty people, even one spit from each of them would be enough to drown him.

"That would be a bit of a hassle... Over sixty people... I'll have to make more stuff."

Chen Ming's expression darkened. If they really all came at him, he couldn't kill them, and he'd have to hold back. That would be a pain.

But he soon thought of a solution. He could just make a few poison potions and throw them into the crowd. The poison wouldn't kill anyone; it would just make them suffer.

He'd also make some Weakness Potions, just in case. Then he'd drink a Potion of Swiftness and a Jump Potion, and poison a whole crowd at once.

"Old Chen... Your expression's kind of scary..."

Huo Tian noticed Chen Ming's increasingly deranged grin. He looked as if he'd just thought of how to torture anyone who came after him.

"It's fine. Let them come. Even if the enemy comes in their thousands, I alone will be enough!"

Chen Ming folded his arms, brimming with confidence. His three roommates hesitated, but said nothing.

If he was that confident, he must have some way to deal with those guys from Class One.

Soon, it was time for a break during physical training, and Chen Ming took out a Brewing Stand to start making potions.

"Add more! More! Still not enough—add some more!"

The grin on Chen Ming's face grew increasingly deranged as he pulled out Nether Wart and fermented Spider Eyes and kept stuffing them in.

He made Weakness Potions, then Level II Weakness Potions, and eventually managed to create Level III Weakness Potions. At the same time, a mod finished loading.

[Better Potions Mod loaded successfully]

This mod expanded the range of potion effects, allowing Chen Ming to make a greater variety of potions, including ones with higher levels.

A Level III Weakness Potion could leave even Di Qiu'er, a Soul Elder, completely powerless. That was enough!

"What's Old Chen working on?"

"No idea... Just looking at that black stuff, I can tell it's definitely nothing good."

"I think Old Chen's more evil than an Evil Soul Master..."

Watching Chen Ming at work, his three roommates felt a little uneasy. They were afraid he'd end up using the stuff on them, too.

They watched as Chen Ming brewed black potions, green poison potions, and gray potions.

He made nine bottles of each potion. Luckily, he'd prepared a Backpack Mod and an Accessory Slot Mod ahead of time, hiding the Backpack inside the Accessory Slot.

Before long, class was over. Chen Ming put away the potions and headed to the cafeteria for dinner, with his roommates following along.

Inside the cafeteria, Chen Ming felt plenty of hostile stares. He also ran into Lan Mengqin and Dong Qianqiu.

"Big meanie, you're here for dinner too? Where's your little sister?"

Lan Mengqin sat opposite Chen Ming with her tray. Dong Qianqiu sat down beside her, then curiously asked where Di Qiu'er had gone.

"She went home to take care of something. She's probably napping. That girl eats, then sleeps, and wakes up just to eat again."

Chen Ming replied casually. Huo Tian, Lei Yuan, and Feng Rulang, sitting nearby, also felt the hostile stares and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Chen Ming introduced his roommates, and the two groups got to know each other a little.

After dinner, Lan Mengqin and Dong Qianqiu soon left. Not long after Chen Ming walked out of the cafeteria, someone blocked his way.

Chen Ming didn't even look at him. He simply knocked him over. With a whole playground to walk across, the guy had deliberately come right up to him. Wasn't he asking to get knocked down?