Although Heng Wo's stability was guaranteed, Miss Su Lin's concerns were not unfounded.
This was mainly because the base of the drug was a highly concentrated Rust Fog extract, something extremely difficult to obtain.
To trigger Rust Fog's effects, part of its inherent corrosiveness and invasive properties had to be retained.
It was deliberately unavoidable. Sigh.
And Xu Shi's ability happened to be psychic, so the drug's effects on him were inevitably deeper than on other types.
In short, it packed quite a punch.
As the medicine spread through his body, Xu Shi clearly felt it.
When he had used Sundial before, the suffocating pressure in his mind had already made him miserable.
But this was even worse—if before had merely been an ordinary deep-sea zone, this was probably the bottom of the Mariana Trench.
His entire body was tightly wrapped in seawater. Prickling pain spread across his skin, his vision blurred, and even his consciousness began to grow hazy.
From time to time, strange, ethereal whispers drifted through his ears.
"Scatter and scatter, PDD~"
"Ha↓ ha↓ ha↓ ha↓ ha↓ ha↑~"
"Give it to me, give it to me..."
If something like that looped in his mind hundreds or thousands of times, it was hard to imagine what state his sanity would end up in.
But Xu Shi still did his best to remain lucid, because he knew these were unavoidable stages of Re-Ascension.
Compared with other things, supernatural abilities were relatively fair.
At the very least, regardless of one's status, improving an ability required taking certain risks. All he could do was accelerate the process; no one could escape the effects brought by Re-Ascension itself.
Of course, D-class was an exception.
So he had to get used to it—this could only be considered the beginning. Heng Wo could at