The extraordinary journey begins with the Ouroboros Stele.

Chapter 23 The clouds will part and the sun will shine; then we will move forward.

Looking at the experience points gained from the Soul Whale Fist, Lin Ye remained calm.

An afternoon of hard practice only yielded 2 experience points, which isn't much.

But it's actually already very good; this is visible progress.

It was just tedious, arduous practice; he had no shortage of patience and could endure loneliness.

I sat back down at my computer desk, leaned back in my chair, looked at the ceiling, and tapped my fingertips lightly on the desktop.

"At this rate, it will take about two months to master the second level."

This is based on the premise that he has a monument to prove his worth forever. Without a monument, it would probably take at least six months.

As for those with average aptitude, it would probably take at least two to three to five years.

This is only the first step to the second step; the time required to go from the second step to the third step will only be longer.

No wonder I heard some veteran students say that the third level is a hurdle.

Given this level of difficulty, even if a student diligently practices every day, they would be at least thirty years old by the time they are qualified to attempt the third level.

Without the perseverance to stick to it day after day, it's practically a certainty that you'll be over thirty.

But by then, his body had already begun to decline, and it was almost impossible for him to break through to the third level.

He shook his head. "It's difficult, the path of martial arts is difficult."

Without a monument, perhaps he would have fallen before the third threshold.

He relaxed his body, and a few minutes later he sat up, silently picked up the potion ingredients and began to mix them.

Not long after, five glass bottles containing a dark red, viscous liquid were placed on the computer desk.

He didn't pay much attention to it anymore; it was still early, so he picked up the Rhine dictionary and started flipping through it.

This is different from "Elementary Potions Handbook"; it doesn't require too much effort.

When I looked up again, it was already late at night. I glanced at the alarm clock: 23:47 PM.

I rubbed my face, got up and went to the bathroom to wash it, which made me feel much more awake.

Back in the bedroom, I drew back the curtains, and the bright moonlight shone in, turning the dust on the table into tiny diamonds.

Five glass bottles filled with dark red liquid were placed by the window and left to stand still, as time passed by.

"Beep beep—beep beep—"

The alarm clock went off, but Lin Ye turned it off.

It's past midnight.

Looking at the five bottles of potions, almost simultaneously, the glass bottles shimmered with a silvery moonlight.

Then came the familiar change: the silver glint appeared like writhing silver nematodes burrowing into the medicinal liquid.

The dark red, viscous liquid quickly became clear, revealing small, blackish-red particles.

But soon, the silvery glow inside two of the bottles suddenly dissipated.

The floating black and red particles were also crushed in the next moment, settling at the bottom of the glass bottle as cotton-like sediment.

Lin Ye nodded slightly. Three out of five bottles were successful, a success rate of 60%, which was already quite good.

Pick up a bottle of failed potion and observe it; the cotton-like substance at the bottom gradually turns into a mud-like substance.

What will happen if I drink this?

He suppressed the thought as soon as it arose.

We should seek progress while maintaining stability; there is no need to take risks, much less risk our own lives.

He grabbed a bottle of "Black Goat's Night," uncorked it, and poured it directly into his mouth while simultaneously turning on his phone's timer.

The familiar cool aroma filled my nostrils, and then the coolness spread from my stomach to my whole body like a cool snake, which felt very comfortable.

After sweating profusely and drying off, oily skin quickly appeared on his skin, but this time he didn't rush to the bathroom and sat motionless in the chair.

"113 seconds."

Not long after, looking at the timer on his phone, the number 113 made him somewhat sensitive.

The physical changes disappeared at 113 seconds, and this period was the time the potion enhanced the body's attributes.

After another ten minutes or so, he put down his phone and went into the bathroom.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

After the sound of running water subsided, I returned to my bedroom and sat down again.

Looking at the phone timer, it was stuck at 14 minutes and 53 seconds.

Subtract the time spent improving physical fitness, which is 13 minutes.

Thirteen minutes is the effective time of "Blessing of the Night".

"Is 13...113...a coincidence?"

Lin Ye frowned. In the ancient Rhine civilization, the number 13 was a symbol of hell, misfortune, and disaster.

Simply put, 13 is an unlucky number.

In the past, he wouldn't have cared about these things, but now, all the signs are enough to prove that something is real.

This made him think more deeply.

After a few seconds of silence, his gaze fell on the ouroboros mark on the back of his right hand, where 52 of the scales had lit up.

As expected, another 13 have been added.

We need to be more careful when taking potions. At this rate of increase, taking five more bottles should be enough to light up all the snake scales.

However, considering the uncertainty of triggering achievements, this number will only be less.

"monument."

Black mist surged from the ouroboros mark, and a black monument appeared.

[Monument Master: Lin Ye]

【Strength: 0.63】

[Agility: 0.55]

[Physical Fitness: 0.54]

【Intelligence: 0.54】

【ability】

Yin-dominant constitution (1/10)

Potions Apprentice (4/10)

Soul Whale Fist "Level 1" (3/100)

Potential Point: 0

His strength and physique increased by 0.01. With his current physical condition, his punching power is probably over 200kg.

200kg is the minimum level of the second level of Soul Whale Boxing, and it is also one of the standards for silver-level boxing coaches certified by the Boxing Federation.

In reality, he was still quite a distance from the second level of the Soul Whale Fist.

Just as he had thought, with the support of the monument and the potion, he would be stronger at the same level, and his potential would be higher.

In addition, his agility increased by 0.02, just like last time, which made him feel even lighter.

Of course, this feeling is just an illusion.

Agility attributes correspond to aspects such as neural reaction speed, physical flexibility, coordination, and suppleness.

It is precisely because these aspects have become stronger that we have the illusion that our bodies have become lighter.

Overall, the boost from one bottle of "Black Goat's Night" is equivalent to half a potential point.

In addition, the number of times the suffix "Potion Apprentice" is added has increased by 3.

It was similar to his previous guess, except that failed attempts at allocation did not count as attempts.

Put away the monument and place the remaining two bottles of "Black Goat's Night" into the bottom drawer.

He lay back in his chair, gazing at the moon outside the window, lost in thought.

I don't know how much time had passed, until the summer night breeze dampened my hair before I came to my senses.

The crescent moon reflected in his eyes, and the feeling of ease he had last night, hanging high in the clouds overlooking the surrounding fields, welled up in his heart. Lin Ye's gaze was calm and firm.

The road ahead may be long, but I am not lost.

Just as the sun will shine through the clouds, all you need to do is keep moving forward; the path is right beneath your feet.

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"Knock knock".

"Please come in."

On the third floor of the laboratory building, Lin Ye, carrying a backpack, pushed open the office door.

A man nearing fifty, wearing a white lab coat, sat opposite Zhuang Huaizhang's desk.

He has a square face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes, and exudes an air of righteousness.

"Senior brother," he greeted.

This is his senior, Qin Zhixu.

He is the teacher's first disciple and also the current head of the laboratory.

She comes from a Brahmin family in the city, and her mother is one of the vice-chancellors of Coastal University.

He was supposedly an executive member, but he never showed his face, and none of his fellow disciples had ever seen him.