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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.)

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Chapter 22: The Light of the Torch

The words of Little Golden Thistle stirred up a tumult of thoughts in Xia Zhou's mind.

He paced around his desk for a full ten minutes, his mind struggling to settle amidst the shock brought on by the truth of the world.

"Melina, I have two more questions. Please answer them for me."

Xia Zhou composed himself, sat by the desk, and asked:

"Why haven't you shared this truth with everyone? For instance, during this mission, you could have taken advantage of the appearance of Kamaxi Brelaine, the Fate Binding Tree Guardian of the Land of Eternal Sleep, to share the truth of the world with everyone in the Holy Place. I think it might have had a significant impact."

Little Golden Thistle shook her head slightly. "Xia Zhou, we've tried that before. You hearing this truth for the first time now reveals the attitudes of those who have known it for a long time."

Xia Zhou was startled. "How many people knew the truth before me?"

"Many in the past, almost none now."