Meat—or rather, food high in calories and protein—could be regarded as a source of human happiness, whether from a physiological or psychological perspective. After eating to his heart's content, Wang Qi returned to his room and let out a satisfied burp.
Zhen Chanzi could not stand the sight of him. "Look at the state you're in! And my ring—such a fine immortal artifact, smeared greasy by you!"
Wang Qi casually picked up a sheet of draft paper and rubbed the jade ring marked "Mathematics" against it. "Something good really did happen today. I'm happy."
"You never thought about being happy when no one was treating you to a meal." Zhen Chanzi sighed. "You're one of those people who goes wild when there's company!"
After cleaning the ring, Wang Qi flopped backward onto the bed, intending to sleep. Yet he lay there for a long while without falling asleep.
He was still too excited.
Wang Qi climbed out of bed. Cultivators did not need much sleep anyway, so he might as well find something to do.
With that thought, Wang Qi looked toward the source of his sleeplessness—the storage pouch he had retrieved from the Divine Capital storehouse.
"Anyway, there's still a lot of stuff in the storage pouch. I'll try playing around with some of it first."
The first thing Wang Qi took from the storage pouch was a vial of reagent. It was contained in a transparent glass bottle, holding only a few dozen milliliters. Unlike reagents from Earth, this glass bottle had two layers, with a vacuum between them. The mouth of the bottle was also inscribed with specialized talismans to prevent spiritual energy from entering. This was a standard Yuan Spirit reagent, capable of excluding spiritual-energy interference from experiments as much as possible.
After fiddling with the