Magic Industrial Age

Five days later, early morning.

The sky was gloomy, dark clouds gathered, the autumn wind howled, withered leaves flew in disarray, a desolate scene.

However, the training ground of the Filant Magic Academy was still a hive of activity.

"One two one, one two one!"

A group of students shouted slogans as they ran, physical education teacher Mr. Bolivar followed at the back of the line, whip in hand, lashing out at anyone who slowed down.

On the other side, Mr. Williams Caller, holding a rapier, was slowly demonstrating basic swordsmanship, each move clear and distinct.

Compared to physical training, the progress of basic swordsmanship was much slower; they hadn't even mastered the basic moves yet.

And in a corner, Loye, all alone, was already drenched in sweat.

Fine beads of sweat seeped from his pores, sliding down his skin, carrying away body heat, and the autumn wind blew, creating a layer of mist around him.

But Loye felt nothing at this moment, having even entered a state of self-forgetfulness, his every movement becoming more fluid and skilled.

The current 'Cheetah Breathing Technique' was already at version nine, meticulously tailored by Deep Blue based on his physical condition and training progress.

Even with each advancement, there were subtle adjustments, always pushing Loye to his limits.

It was this combination of conditions that allowed Loye's training speed to truly skyrocket; in just five days, he was already close to grasping the basics.

At this moment, Loye felt a large amount of heat gathering with each movement.

Although still faint, the amount was extremely large, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, surging towards his heart.

And his heart was like a huge container, where no matter how much bio-energy entered, it would disappear without a trace.

Only with each beat would a tiny amount of bio-energy follow, accompanying the blood, integrating into every muscle, every bone, every tendon, every organ...

Just that little bit seemed to make his body enter a new growth phase, with a burgeoning vitality.

However, the amount was too small and uncontrollable, simply acting on its own.

Once the heart was filled, the seed of life could sprout, which was the awakening of battle aura.

But even so, it represented that he had mastered the breathing technique.

After finishing another round, Loye felt weak and exhausted, almost collapsing to the ground.

This was a sign of exhaustion, and a depletion of his body!

These bio-energies were not randomly extracted; they were the essence of the human body, and diverting them would naturally cause depletion.

Therefore, for combat professionals, food was a prerequisite, especially the supply of meat, which could not be cut off.

In fact, Loye's situation was considered good; those strength-based warriors were truly exaggerated.

Furthermore, the training of combat professionals was a typical consumption-based method, a representation of breaking down to rebuild.

If one couldn't enter the third-order extraordinary realm before the age of forty, when the body entered a significant decline, then it wouldn't just be the body that suffered, but also one's lifespan.

Living to sixty would be considered good, with proper later-stage maintenance.

Even then, they would have to endure various hidden injuries; headaches, back pain, and the like were commonplace.

Of course, this depletion was not impossible to replenish; there were many methods, and the most common was magic potions!

Raising his hand, Loye pulled out a box from under his clothes; it wasn't large, but it was very exquisite.

Not to mention the materials used, the outside was also engraved with a mage tower pattern, and the words 'Ancient Spirit'.

Opening it, inside were six small, thumb-sized bottles.

The top row of three contained a red liquid, shimmering as if with starlight when shaken.

The bottom row also had three, containing a blue liquid, which appeared very cloudy, with unknown objects floating up and down.

These were magic potions; the red one was 'Kentucky Replenishment Potion', abbreviated as Red Potion, which could quickly replenish the body's required nutrients.

After practicing the breathing technique, the body was severely depleted and ravenously hungry; as long as one drank a bottle, they could quickly recover their physical strength.

In fact, many combat professionals used this magic potion as a nutritional supplement; it was small, easy to carry, and if they couldn't eat in time on the battlefield, they could use it to tide them over.

As for the blue magic potion, its full name was 'Kentucky Recovery Potion', abbreviated as Blue Potion, and its effect was simple: to quickly recover sore muscles.

After high-intensity training or combat, muscle fatigue was inevitable; using this blue potion could effectively reduce the body's fatigue.

Under normal circumstances, lying down for five minutes could restore about seventy to eighty percent.

If one added the 'Kentucky Healing Potion' and 'Kentucky Antidote Potion', that would be the so-called Kentucky Potion Four-Piece Set.

It was the invention of the great potion master Kentucky, and the flagship product of the Kentucky Potion Company.

There were thousands of types of magic potions, but only the Kentucky Potion Four-Piece Set was the most famous, because it had the best effect, was the simplest to refine, the cheapest, and had the highest cost performance.

Of course, the so-called 'cheapest' was compared to other magic potions; these six bottles alone cost Loye an entire gold Thiele.

That is to say, he took the mission, solved the Ripper Jack trio, and the reward he got was only enough to buy these six bottles.

This could no longer be described as 'expensive', but as 'luxurious'.

Filant Magic Academy had two mage towers: the Moonstone Mage Tower, which specialized in magical machinery; and the Ancient Spirit Mage Tower, which followed the path of magic potions.

Loye was considered lucky to have fresh batches of these two magic potions when he bought them.

As for the magic potion's effect?

First, he drank a Red Potion, waited five minutes, then drank a Blue Potion, waited another five minutes, and Loye felt an explosion of energy within his body.

Without wasting words, he began training again, twisting his body into a pretzel, feeling the heat gathering within him, and Loye said in his heart: "Deep Blue, turn on the health monitoring module, collect training data, and determine the function of the magic potions."

"Okay, Master, the health monitoring module is now on!"

This time, Loye trained a full five times before he was exhausted again.

Even so, the effects of the magic potions still persisted, and his body recovered much faster than before, and there was no obvious hunger.

It was just that his body had reached its limit; after all, muscles and tendons also had fatigue limits, and he could no longer train.

At this time, Loye looked at the attribute panel again, and a new skill had been added to the [Skills] column.

[Cheetah Breathing Technique LV1 (20/100)]

"Deep Blue, what's the effect?"

"Very good, very good."

At this time, Deep Blue seemed to have discovered a new continent, excitedly saying: "Master, this magic potion is truly magical, comparable to the best gene serums, it can greatly relieve muscle fatigue and provide sufficient nutrition."

"According to my calculations, if Master has a sufficient supply of magic potions, two bottles a day, every day, and coupled with the training plan I've arranged,"

"One month, at most one month, Master will be able to make the seed of life sprout and awaken battle aura."

"As long as it's one month, Master will be a second-order combat professional, the training speed will definitely be fast enough, and I can also guarantee that Master's body will have no hidden injuries."

"The stuff is good, but what about the money?"

"You think gold Thiele is just a joke; in terms of purchasing power, one gold Thiele is enough for a family of three to live on for half a year."

Loye's tone was quite helpless; in fact, when he set off from Fero Town, he had brought a lot of money.

Although Count Raymond was stingy with emotional investment, he was very generous in terms of food and expenses.

It was just that later on the sea, he was robbed by the Bloody Mary, and naturally nothing was left.

It was only when he arrived in Oakland City that he lived in the Provence Manor, and didn't have to worry about food and drink.

However, Hoover was just a butler, and providing food and drink was fine, and he could also afford tuition and rent; these expenses could be recorded.

But it was impossible for him to give him much pocket money.

It was because he had no money in hand that Loye felt uneasy, and he cooperated with Anger to become an amateur bounty hunter.

Even so, he had done three missions during this time, and they were all vicious and evil targets, with high rewards, but they couldn't withstand the cost of magic potions!

"Master, are you still buying this magic potion or not?"

"Buy, why wouldn't I buy it! Money is a bastard, training results are your own, and nothing else can replace them."

"Spare change doesn't count, I still have two gold Thieles in my hand; I'll buy magic potions after class."

"Tonight, I'll ask Anger again to see if there are any ways to make a fortune; just relying on bounty missions, there are too few that are suitable for me."

As Loye said this, he added: "Deep Blue, Deep Blue, you also help me think, what other ways are there?"

Deep Blue was very capable, but when it came to making money, that was really not his area of expertise, so Loye just asked, not expecting much.

However, to Loye's surprise, Deep Blue really provided a new direction.

"Master, I can't help with the magic potions, but when I scanned books a few days ago, I saw the contents of pharmacy."

"I can use the health monitoring module to determine the reaction of different drugs entering the body, in order to determine what Master's body needs."

"If there are enough samples, it's not impossible to find a potion suitable for Master's training."

Loye's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked: "Deep Blue, what do you mean by enough samples?"

"Eat, eat it directly into your stomach!"

Loye's face twitched, and it took him a long time to say: "Are you sure, it really won't poison me to death?"

"Probably not, probably..."

Cultivation without drugs is like studying without buying supplementary materials, and playing games without recharging, neither are reliable!!!