Chapter 408: Useless Adult

This player was probably the most practical and rewarding haul aside from the Holy Sword Society member Xu Huo had killed. As for Brother Tu, who looked like a fat sheep, aside from the toy sword "You Run First for Six and a Half Meters" that could extend and the pair of "Jumping Marbles" that could track and attack a target, his other items weren't very practical.As for potions, Brother Tu had even fewer, but he had accumulated quite a lot of White Bills, a full three hundred thousand.

Scraping together over four hundred thousand White Bills from these two people barely alleviated Xu Huo's current embarrassing situation of being strapped for cash.

What concerned him most, Super Evolution, also yielded no clues from Brother Tu, but he wasn't disappointed. Compared to Brother Tu, he believed Madame Butterfly probably knew more.

Putting away the items, he took a closer look at the potions.

Half of the Wooden Sword Player's potions were issued by the Government Hall, with the Government Hall logo on the bottles. They were mainly evolution agents, healing potions, and hemostatic agents. This was also the first time Xu Huo had obtained a B-grade healing potion.

Healing potions below C-grade all had the effects of stopping bleeding, relieving pain, and accelerating wound healing. B-grade healing potions were even better, containing a type of regenerative cell that could rapidly regenerate torn muscles and even broken bones.

Of course, this regeneration wasn't instantaneous, but it greatly reduced the normal recovery time, and its effectiveness was better for players with higher evolution rates.

Shaking the light cyan liquid in the glass tube, Xu Huo couldn't help but think, if the game could even achieve wound regeneration, could it really not have overcome the defects in the evolution agent?

It had been a long time. If that Dr. Wu wasn't dead, he had probably already been captured by the Stellar Group.

Putting down the healing potion, he looked at the other three bottles of potion. There were no usage instructions on the bottles, only a label stuck on:

"A good thing that makes one utterly infatuated."

The potion column didn't have a specific name for this potion. When placed inside, it displayed as "Self-made Potion." The Wooden Sword Player dabbled with flowers and plants, so it was probably extracted special ingredients from plants.

Putting on the "Oxygen Supply," he pulled out the stopper, and a strong smell rushed out.

The "Oxygen Supply" item could greatly reduce the gas exchange between the player and the outside environment, so Xu Huo only caught a whiff of an indescribably pungent stench. However, even with the item's protection, the smell was this overpowering, so one could imagine its lethality.

Just as he was about to put the potion away, a spherical object suddenly flew in through the window. The thing bumped into his arm, then a gap opened on its belly and swallowed the falling potion. Immediately after, it bounced a few times on the desk, swallowed the remaining bottles of potion, and even burped at him.

Xu Huo walked onto the balcony and spoke towards the window not far away, "Living in my place and still taking things to eat isn't very good, is it?"

"I don't even have my eyes on those few bottles of potion of yours," Madame Butterfly's voice came from inside. "To avoid being woken up in the middle of my sleep by the stench again, I'm confiscating the stuff."

That ball bounced out the window, jumped down the building, and then shot back up from the ground into Madame Butterfly's window.

"Your item is still with me. Do you want it?" Xu Huo took out a small stone chip the size of a sunflower seed. This thing was probably originally a decoration attached to her folding fan, stolen by the Greedy Snake.

Madame Butterfly ignored him, but the window on the balcony slammed shut with a "bang."

Xu Huo smiled, went back inside, and took off the "Oxygen Supply." But the next second, he put the item back on and took out the "Fresh-Scented Dried Flowers" to cleanse the air.

That night, aside from Mr. Dong, probably no one in the ancient castle could sleep well. Although the dried flowers continuously released fragrance, the stench, who knows what it was extracted from, actually lingered persistently, clinging to the furniture and decorations, and mixing with the fragrance. The entire ancient castle was alternately fragrant and foul-smelling, making people dizzy and nauseous.

"It really is a good thing that makes one utterly infatuated." Madame Butterfly sat calmly in the dining room eating.

As for Xu Huo, wearing the glass shield, if he wanted to eat, he had to endure this strange and bizarre smell.

With an unchanged expression, he put away the item and started eating, chatting idly with Madame Butterfly.

"Aren't you going out today?"

"Not in the mood." Madame Butterfly cut her fried egg. Even wearing a mask couldn't hide the fact that she was in a bad mood.

Xu Huo was tactful enough not to say too much. After finishing the meal, he drove away.

This time, he used the "Actor's Mask" to change his face to an ordinary one, then put on the "Clown Set" to go sell toys and candy near the lower city district.

During that time, two children's parents came to "return" items. During the tussle, they pulled off his hood. He threatened to call the police before they backed off. After extorting a few hundred White Bills from them, he started picking up the snacks that had spilled on the ground during the scuffle.

The little boy from the lower city district led a few children over to help. After picking up the things, one adult and several children sat by the roadside to rest.

To express his thanks, Xu Huo shared candy with them. The little boy, clutching the candy, asked with a heavy heart, "Why didn't you fight back when they hit you?"

"Fighting costs money." Xu Huo said indifferently, "Besides, they didn't actually hit me."

"Should we just be bullied like that?" The little boy said angrily, "It was clearly their own child who bought it! How can they ask for money back for something already eaten!"

"So angry? Remembering when your parents were bullied?" Xu Huo said bluntly.

The little boy's eyes reddened. "I don't want to be such a useless adult. If I go to school, won't I be bullied?"

"No. Even if you go to school, you might still get bullied. The people who bully you will also be bullied by others." Xu Huo unwrapped a lollipop and tossed it into his mouth. "But for every extra day you go to school, there's one less person who can bully you."

"You went to school too, but you still get bullied by the same kind of adults." A little sprout next to him said while licking his candy, showing no respect.

"That's because I studied little and didn't learn well." Xu Huo said offhandedly.

The little boy clenched his fist. "If I could go to school, I would definitely learn very well!"

Xu Huo glanced at him. "Let's talk about that after you can actually go to school."

The little boy immediately became dejected again. Several children gathered around him. "Big brother, don't go to school. If you go to school, your dad will hit you again. If you mention going to school again, he'll definitely beat you to death. He might even lock you in the cupboard and not let you out. Then we won't be able to play together."

"I want to go to school!" The little boy shouted loudly. "I don't want to be a useless adult!"

After saying that, he threw the candy on the ground and ran off. The children hurriedly chased after him. One of them ran two steps, then rushed back, snatched the candy from the ground before Xu Huo could, and said with great force, "You gave it to big brother, so it's big brother's!"

Then he also dashed off into the distance.

Xu Huo packed up his things. Passing by a small shop, he casually glanced at the middle-aged man wearing a hat facing the door, then shifted his gaze nonchalantly and walked out of this neighborhood.

For the next few days, he would move around the lower city district according to a certain pattern, until one day when an unusually large number of children came out to play in the lower city district.