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My Rejuvenation Speed is A 'Little' Fast

A spoonful of Jiangbaisu, a scroll of Kuhesu, and a bottle of syrup so sweet it's nauseating. Stir the crucible, evaporate the moisture. Drink down the pain, reap a new life. In the lands of steampunk alchemy, demons run rampant, elements drift, heresy lurks. Xia Zhou looks up to the Mage's Holy Place, immerses himself in studying toxins, forging his own path of magehood. (This is not an invincible story. The invincible tag is system-generated and I can't remove it.)

White Barge Clear River · Eastern
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Chapter 3: Arrival at the Academy

The new student carriage of Rosak City united with other carriages outside the border crossing between two provinces.

Six fully loaded black horse-drawn carriages form a long, rushing line, continuing north along the road between mountains.

Xia Zhou is silently reciting the basic textbooks on Poison Alchemy.

A deep sigh came from across the table.

"Mars.. senior."

Little Molben was still not used to the titles within the Academy.

It took him two days after boarding to get used to his current status and to change his address to Mars from "Sir," "Your Excellency," "Mister," to the current "Senior."

Little Molben leaned on the table, in front of him a thick, closed book, his face, blackened from the stove, looked somewhat depressed:

"I'm not suited for reading, I can't remember the words on it at all."