Chapter 311

Franca could, of course, see Lu Mian's true thoughts and intentions; otherwise, her "Instigator" potion would have been drunk in vain. However, she was very satisfied with the fact that Lu Mian never lost out in terms of language and hoped he would continue to maintain it.

"Come in." Franca cleared the way, letting Lu Mian walk into the living room.

At this moment, boxes had already been placed on the surface of the coffee table, containing materials such as the "Heart of a Demon Throat Bee."

Just by seeing these things, Lu Mian had an urge to have his heart stirred and to swallow them into his belly.

Fortunately, it wasn't intense, just like someone who had been hungry for half a day seeing a chef roasting lamb.

Jenna's attention had long since turned back to those materials. Looking at the white porcelain tureen with ears and a lid surrounded by them, she once again felt the absurdity she had felt before consuming the "Assassin" potion.

This wasn't preparing a potion at all; it was clearly making a cocktail or cooking a thick soup!

It had absolutely no occult quality!

Adjusting her breathing, Jenna used a graduated cylinder to pour 100 milliliters of pure water into the tureen, then placed the "Heart of a Demon Throat Bee" and the "Poison Sac of a Dark Lurker" into it one after another.

Amidst the gurgling sound, the two main materials floating in the pure water moved toward each other and stuck together.

A manifestation of the Law of Convergence of Beyonder Characteristics... it's easy to overlook... Lu Mian watched carefully without speaking.

Franca very cautiously drew a ritual dagger and created a "Wall of Spirituality" surrounding the living room.

The honeycomb-like heart and the dark green poison sac began to melt simultaneously, dyeing the pure water in the white glazed porcelain bowl a very glossy black.

Jenna added the "Syrinx of a Demon Throat Bee," 5 drops of blue mandrake juice, and 10 grams of water fern powder in turn, and finally threw in an unpeeled walnut.

Seeing that walnut instantly lose its trace, as if swallowed by molten red steel, Jenna couldn't help but reveal a fearful expression.

Can this thing really be drunk?

"Not bad, it's exactly the same as the 'Instigator' potion I prepared back then." Franca praised with a relaxed smile.

Could it be any different? Such a simple job as preparing a potion... Lu Mian muttered silently to himself.

Franca waved her hand and continued very firmly:

"Don't worry, for a Sequence 8 potion, even if you drink it directly, it's not a big problem, let alone you've already digested the 'Assassin' potion."

Jenna was infected by this confidence, and her expression gradually became firm.

Yo, she's using "Instigation" now; does this count as a form of proper acting for an "Instigator"? Lu Mian understood Franca's intention but didn't expose her.

Jenna adjusted her state, calmed her mood, picked up the tureen with ears, and brought it to her lips.

After staring for a few seconds at the pitch-black, glossy potion that was bubbling slightly, as if it contained the desires and malice hidden in the bottom of everyone's heart, Jenna tilted her head back and poured all the liquid in the white glazed porcelain bowl into her mouth.

She felt a stinging pain, a stinging pain that went from her mouth to her esophagus and spread to her brain and other parts of her body.

This stinging pain made her exceptionally clear-headed. One event after another, including the explosion at the Goodville Chemical Plant, flashed through her mind. She had a brand-new understanding of them, a more accurate grasp of the true intentions and thoughts of the people involved, and felt the malicious thoughts that had either succeeded or hadn't yet been converted into action.

Jenna was quickly filled with emotions of anger and hatred and the desire to destroy those people and things, creating an urge to stop restraining herself and vent wantonly.

She kept Franca's repeated exhortations in mind, didn't let hatred, anger, and desire control her, and stood there quietly, clenching her fists.

Her shadow seemed to be a bit thicker, and her brownish-yellow hair seemed to have grown a bit longer.

It was only about ten seconds, but the stinging pain gradually disappeared, and Jenna felt her body again.

It really is quite easy... I'm half-dead even when drinking a potion at a low sequence; most of it is thanks to the Inevitability corruption... Lu Mian felt a bit emotional for a moment.

Jenna quickly regained her thoughts, moved her hands and feet, and examined the changes in herself:

"Hmm, my body has been significantly strengthened. I've only gained one new ability, 'Instigation'...

"Fortunately, 'Instigation' isn't just a single ability; it also gives me the ability to perceive other people's emotions, desires, and malice, and has improved my thinking and analytical skills. Hmph, I must show it off when I have the chance, so that Xia Er doesn't always mock my intelligence and performance...

"Even without speaking, actively using the 'Instigation' ability can make me look more reliable, more approachable, and make it easier for people around me to develop a good impression.

"The 'Instigation' ability, combined with appropriate rhetoric, can induce certain thoughts or desires in the target's heart, letting them make choices and take actions as I hope..."

After a brief adaptation, Jenna determined that she hadn't been strengthened much in terms of combat, but the role she could play in other scenarios had significantly increased.

"How is it? I told you there wouldn't be any problem." Franca asked with a smile, not hiding her pride.

There were still some faint black thread-like traces in Jenna's blue eyes that hadn't disappeared. She let out a sigh of relief and said:

"I was really a bit worried just now."

"Low sequences are like this; you'll have to be cautious when you advance to Sequence 7." Franca specifically reminded her, lest Jenna underestimate the dangers of potions.

Jenna nodded and said to Franca:

"Including this time, I owe you 30,000 Felkins. I'll pay you back in installments."

She also added the previous "Assassin" potion into it.

Franca had discussed this issue with Jenna last night. She had originally intended to treat it as a gift; after all, the potion formula and the intelligence about the Deep Valley Quarry weren't unsellable. But seeing Jenna's firm attitude, she thought about it and chose to accept it.

At this moment, she responded with a smile:

"No rush, pay it back slowly. You can even make it a twenty or thirty-year loan."

Lu Mian couldn't help but click his tongue upon hearing this, then turned to ask Jenna:

"Has the compensation for the Goodville Chemical Plant been issued?"

"Imre and Valentine told me that the legal procedures have been completed and it will be issued as soon as the asset auction is over, which is a matter of these two weeks." Jenna didn't quite understand why Lu Mian suddenly brought up this topic, "Julian and I should be able to get 6,000 Felkins. We'll split it after paying off all the debts. Actually, I don't want it, but he definitely won't agree."

Lu Mian nodded and asked again:

"What about the compensation for your father?"

"Because of the impact of the Goodville Chemical Plant explosion, the court has already made a final judgment, but the factory owner is still stalling. Damn it, is he trying to hurry up and transfer his assets?" Jenna got a bit angry when mentioning this matter.

Lu Mian laughed:

"How about this: we'll visit those families waiting for compensation as soon as possible. You 'Instigate,' I 'Incite,' taking turns. Let's get them all to gather at that factory owner's house to demand compensation.

"This can help them, and it can also provide us with an opportunity to digest our potions."

"That factory owner has several armed bodyguards and also has connections with the police station. Will it hurt the people who go to ask for money? They've already suffered enough." Jenna said with some worry.

Lu Mian raised an eyebrow and said:

"The court has already ruled; it's a very legitimate act for them to go and demand compensation. If anyone dares to open fire, I'll make sure they can never open fire again. Don't worry, with us there, they won't have any problems.

"Hmm, you can report it to the 'Purifiers' in advance; they will definitely be able to understand."

Jenna was persuaded, and her thoughts shifted:

"Damn it, you're inciting me!"

Cursing was one thing, but she still accepted Lu Mian's proposal and decided to collect intelligence as soon as possible to find out where that factory owner was currently living.

At the same time, she thought of another thing:

"I've already become an 'Instigator' and have to contact that client. This is a mission given to me by the 'Purifiers.' Franca, when is the next gathering?"

Franca said indignantly:

"Next weekend.

"Contacting that client is a high-risk mission. The 'Purifiers' only advancing one main material for an 'Instigator' potion is bullying you because you don't understand similar things well. If it were me, I would definitely ask for more rewards!"

Habitual instigation, huh... Lu Mian chuckled inwardly.

Franca and Jenna were busy tidying up the coffee table, while he sat on the single sofa, motionless, which was quite annoying.

After a while, Jenna walked to his side and lowered her body.

Lu Mian turned his head, feeling slightly stunned.

Jenna tucked her hair, curled the corners of her lips, and laughed in a low voice:

"I can be sure now that you didn't come to watch me drink the potion just so I could deal with Guillaume Bénet."

Her smile was pleasant, carrying a hint of teasing. Although she wasn't wearing makeup, it made Lu Mian recall the scene when he first faced her at the Breeze Dance Hall and when she was an underground singer.

Without waiting for Lu Mian to respond, Jenna straightened her body, walked toward the washroom with a smile, and left behind a light question:

"Is it that hard to admit that we are friends and that you care about your friends?"

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On the way back to the Breeze Dance Hall, Lu Mian pondered the problem of acting as a "Pyromaniac."

He was only a little bit away from initially digesting the potion and was urgently hoping for more opportunities to act:

"Although it's said to ignite the heart and society, I can't forget to ignite matter and complete the most basic symbol of arson.

"Who can I burn..."

As his thoughts raced, Lu Mian saw Baron Brignard.

This gang leader, who always imitated Gehrman Sparrow, had lost his usual calm temperament and gentlemanly demeanor. He was walking quickly on Market Avenue with an anxious and flustered face, constantly looking around.

Lu Mian stared for a few seconds without any concealment, but Baron Brignard didn't notice.

He returned to the Breeze Dance Hall with doubts and asked Sacota, who used to follow Baron Brignard:

"Do you know what happened to Brignard? I just saw him looking very anxious."

The taciturn Sacota glanced at the coffee shop's glass window and said:

"Baron Brignard's illegitimate son has gone missing."

Illegitimate son? Gone missing? Lu Mian immediately remembered the little boy Baron Brignard had picked up from the Suhit Steam Train Station.

(End of chapter)