Torres Strengthening Potion

Although Master Horus's subordinates were weary, there was a semblance of security under his protection. Under the guidance of the enchanting Miki, I found myself skirting the precipice of death nearly every day. In retrospect, I can scarcely comprehend how I endured such harrowing times. 

However, the arduous days yielded bountiful rewards; my marksmanship had evolved from that of a novice to that of a seasoned expert, providing me with a solid foundation of skill. 

Bang! 

As I fired and felled the last enemy, I blew the smoke from the muzzle of my weapon, feeling a twinge of pride as I glanced back. Miki, emerging from her cover, gave me a thumbs-up and praised, "Wang Lin! You have excelled! While I taught you the art of shooting, some aspects you have grasped on your own." 

The shooting course concluded here, and tomorrow would usher in combat training, still within this very training ground. 

Is it over? 

Of course not! Do you wish to continue? 

Hmph! 

If we are to continue, let it be so; I fear no one! 

Seeing my defiant expression, Miki covered her mouth and giggled, her melodious laughter ringing out as she jested, "My private mercenary squad is nearly wiped out by you! Continuing your training might lead to a loss!" 

Let's say I concede to your prowess. Just be punctual for tomorrow's training, alright? 

I certainly won't be late. But do I really need to learn combat? 

Oh! 

Are you so confident in your fighting abilities? 

Without hesitation, I replied, "Of course, I am quite confident in my martial skills!" 

With a smile, Miki reached out and placed her hand on my shoulder. Having just emerged from the grueling shooting drills, my reflexes were somewhat sluggish, allowing her to seize my shoulder. 

What are you doing? Are you testing my skills? 

I shouted, barely paying attention, just as I was about to shrug off her grip and counterattack. Miki's palm suddenly tightened, and a surge of energy coursed through me, instantaneously sealing several crucial acupoints on one side of my body. "Your reactions are rather sluggish. Do not be late tomorrow," she chided, her delicate hand playfully caressing my face before she proudly departed. 

How shameless! She ambushed me! If she has the ability, let's engage in a fair fight! 

I felt a wave of indignation, deeply dissatisfied. I had not anticipated that the seemingly gentle Miki possessed such remarkable marksmanship and martial prowess. 

Caught off guard and fatigued from an entire day of training, I succumbed to her surprise attack. Otherwise, I would not have been so easily defeated in a single encounter. 

Are all formal members of the Demon Squad this formidable? Miki's shooting skills are exceptional, and her martial arts are equally impressive. 

Hey, Lili! 

Am I truly that inadequate? 

The lively voice of Miss Demon soon echoed in my ears. She giggled and replied, "Nearly every formal member of the Demon Mercenary Corps possesses a martial skill reaching the tenth level. But don't belittle yourself, you little lecher!" 

Her talent in martial arts does not surpass yours. In a year and a half, you could cultivate the Nameless Martial Arts and the Ethereal Sword Qi; this woman would surely not be your match. 

A year and a half? 

The Nameless Martial Arts are one thing, but mastering the Ethereal Sword Qi might take ten years or more. Mastering martial arts is no easy feat; I feel my progress is agonizingly slow. 

The trials of life and death are the most effective means to unleash one's potential. Otherwise, why not revisit Skeleton Island? 

Absolutely not! 

I have no desire to encounter those extraordinarily formidable individuals again. Next time, I might not be so fortunate to emerge alive. Last time, I nearly lost my life… 

After each day's training, I would linger a while longer at Training Ground No. 2 before returning to rest. 

Here, apart from Miki, no one else would come, and I relished the spacious solitude, far more comfortable than the cramped quarters I returned to. Occasionally chatting with Lili served as a means to unwind. After spending more than half an hour, I finally managed to force open the sealed acupoints with my energy, returning to my quarters in a huff. 

In addition to undergoing Miki's training and dedicating considerable effort to martial arts, I also employed other methods to enhance my strength. 

There exists a department called Logistics, which provides a plethora of special resources for formal members on a paid basis. As a quasi-formal member, I had to pay a premium for any items I required. I ordered a considerable amount of materials from them. Alchemy possesses numerous secret techniques for forging a robust physique. For instance, within Eger's alchemical notes lies a recipe for a special strengthening potion, which, with frequent immersion, can enhance reflexes and muscle strength beyond that of ordinary individuals. 

A portion of Rola grass, one-third ounce of poisonous lizard blood, the Seven Phoenix Flowers from the Golden Continent, and powdered Scorpion Crystal Ore... 

The recipe from Eger's alchemical notes unfolded before me, and the peculiar, bubbling liquid signifying the potion's completion emerged. 

The strengthening potion, exuding the scent of burning charcoal, bore a rather magical name: Torres Strengthening Potion. 

It is said that when dissolved in water and soaked for half a month, it can significantly enhance physical strength and reflex speed. 

Holding this vial, I pondered for a while before filling the bathtub with warm water and pouring the potion into it. 

Taking a deep breath, I summoned the power of Platinum Glory, submerging myself in the bathtub until the potion engulfed me completely. 

A myriad of tiny, biting sensations coursed through my skin, an unbearable itchiness; yet, this sensation also allowed me to experience the process of the magical potion permeating my body. According to the potion's composition, it does not directly affect muscle or bone. Although the Torres Strengthening Potion claims to enhance, it primarily serves to cleanse the remnants and waste produced by physical exertion. 

The human body inevitably accumulates certain undesirable deposits over time. While these substances may be minimal and pose little immediate threat to health, their accumulation can lead to various ailments. 

The efficacy of the Torres Strengthening Potion lies in its ability to thoroughly cleanse these naturally occurring impurities, resulting in a healthier body and stronger muscles. 

During this period, my training has been exceedingly rigorous. After each session, I would soak for an hour to expel the acidic substances that caused fatigue; otherwise, maintaining vitality would be impossible. 

After approximately half an hour of soaking, I began to feel a slight perspiration within, as the potion cleansed my body, drawing out those harmful substances through my pores. The Platinum Glory circulated throughout, catalyzing the potion's effects, sweeping away impurities and dissolving harmful deposits from within. 

Finally! 

Having completed a session with the magical potion, I burst forth from the water's surface. The once-clear warm water had transformed into a murky liquid, indicating the potion's potency. 

As droplets evaporated under the stimulation of Platinum Glory, they turned into wisps of steam, rendering my body dry without any need for wiping. Just as I was reveling in this refreshing sensation, a gentle knock echoed from the door.