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Supreme therapist:My healing potions can even poison the gods

John gets a second chance at life, going back to the time before "The Gate to Another World" appeared. Betrayed in his past life as a pharmacist, he decides he can't trust anyone anymore. So, he opts for a hidden profession, becoming a poison master disguised as a regular pharmacist to everyone else. To the other awakened ones, John is just your run-of-the-mill potion maker. Little do they know, every healing potion he brews is laced with deadly poison. "John, heal me quick... Fuck! John, what did you do to me? Why have I turned bald?" "John!!Why did my penis turn into a mushroom after drinking your potion?" "You guys dare to drink John's healing potions? I saw with my own eyes last time, he threw a bottle of his healing potion and it directly stank a Corrupt Lord to death!" "And that's nothing! I saw a toxic serpent bite John, and guess what? The serpent got poisoned to death by him!" John sneered at the collapsed crowd, "I've said it before, though my potions are free, they come with some minor side effects. Want to get rid of the side effects? That'll cost extra!" ---------------------- Update Daily! 9 AM PST Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

Doubleyolkeggs · Fantasy
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The Mysteriously Disappearing Eyes

At John's suggestion, the group went directly to the seats where they watched the performance.

When everyone was sitting in their seats, the sound of the broadcast reappeared.

"Attention all visitors, during the marine life performance, please do not leave your seats. Leaving your seat may result in unexpected incidents.

Also, keep an eye on during the performance. Don't let them wander off!

At the same time, during the marine life performance, everyone must make sure to keep an eye on your eyes. Don't let them wander off!

Wishing all tourists a pleasant time playing!"

The broadcast once again provided two rules.

One rule was not to leave your seat, and the other rule was the perplexing instruction to watch your eyes. Could it be that during the process of watching a performance, the eyes might actually leave the body?!

No one understood the specific situation of the second rule.