Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Odor reached out and cut off a small piece of the purple gelatinous substance, handed it to Weilin, and motioned for him to taste it.

Looking at the purple colloid in front of him, Weilin couldn't help but swallow.

"Is it poisonous?"

Odor smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

Seeing this, Weilin took the purple gelatinous substance, closed his eyes, and swallowed it.

As the purple gelatinous substance was swallowed, a powerful magical power burst out from it and flowed into the soul.

The whole process was seamless and smooth.

Watching Weilin open his eyes, Odor asked, "How do you feel?"

"The source of magic power has grown a little bit." Weilin stretched out his hand, condensed a ball of magic power, and said, "It's equivalent to my three days of hard training. It's just that I didn't feel the negative impact you mentioned."

Odor pointed at the purple gelatinous substance floating in the air and said, "If you eat all of this, you should be able to feel the negative effects."

Looking at the large mass of purple gelatinous substance, Weilin shook his head subconsciously.

Eating these things always feels like eating poison.

"Let me show you a live demonstration."

After saying this, Odor tapped the magic circle on the left corner of the table with his hand.

A few minutes later, a young man came over carrying an unconscious gray dwarf, threw it on the ground, bowed his head and said, "Teacher, Lord."

Odor didn't waste any words. He grabbed the gray dwarf with a thought, awakened his consciousness, and in front of his horrified eyes, stuffed a piece of purple gelatinous substance the size of a fingernail into his mouth.

When the gray dwarf swallowed the purple gelatinous substance, Weilin stared at him intently, observing the negative effects.

In less than a few seconds, the gray dwarf's body began to swell, and magic power dissipated from every part of his body.

Having lost his voice, the gray dwarf could only scratch his face with his hands to relieve the pain.

Three minutes later, the purple gelatinous substance was exhausted and the gray dwarf's body stopped expanding.

Looking at the spherical gray dwarf in front of him, Weilin felt a little curious. He used the wizard's hand to poke his body, and saw traces of magic power escaping from the squeezed troops.

With the eyes of spiritual vision, he observed the other person's soul and found it was intact, without any signs of breakage or corruption.

You should know that the purple substance is made of the flesh and blood of low-level gold gray creatures as the main raw material, while the strength of the gray dwarf in front of you is only high-level bronze.

From this point of view, the safety of this substance is very high.

"Uncle, how long will it take for him to return to his original appearance?"

"About three months."

Odor took one look at the bloated gray dwarf and gave an approximate time range.

Weilin pointed at the gray dwarf and asked, "Uncle, you don't need this guy anymore, right?"

"He was originally a rebel from the underground world. He was captured by the vassal army and sent here to be used as experimental material. It's okay for you to kill him directly."

After hearing Odor's answer, Weilin didn't waste any more words. With a thought, he used magic power to form nine thick vines. He grabbed the gray dwarf with the hand of a wizard and began to whip him from all angles to beat out the magic power.

Along with the sound of whipping, the magic power temporarily stored in the gray dwarf's body began to dissipate.

Half an hour later, the dying gray dwarf was thrown to the ground by Weilin, with not a single piece of good meat on his body.

Looking at the gray dwarf who had returned to his normal size, for the sake of experimental rigor, Weilin cut off a small piece of purple gelatinous substance and stuffed it into his mouth.

After repeating this more than a dozen times, the gray dwarf's soul was still intact, but his body had become shattered under the experiment.

"It seems that this kind of thing can indeed be promoted on a large scale, but it is only suitable for spellcasters. There are only a few mages in Qixing Territory, and they definitely can't digest much."

Thinking of this, Weilin's mind appeared the figure of his wife.

Xuemia used to be a professor at the Ashe Magic Kingdom, so there must be some relationship.

Odor didn't care about Weilin's thoughts. He condensed a small fireball in his hand and sent the poor gray dwarf the last layer.

Amid the endless flames, the gray dwarf showed a look of relief.

"How are you going to name it?"

"It's called Odor Colloid..."

Before he could finish his words, a fist as big as a sandbag appeared in front of him, and Weilin jumped back in fright.

Seeing his uncle's expression, Weilin waved his hand and told him the name he had thought of: "Uncle, I was just joking. How about calling this substance purple gel?"

"That's called purple gel, and the next one is the third one."

"besides?"

Weilin sounded a little surprised. He didn't expect his uncle to be so productive.

As Odore prepared the experimental materials, he explained, "This is the last one. It can assist gold-level professionals in their cultivation. As for you, don't even think about it. The effect is negligible."

"I originally wanted to develop it for you, but things didn't go as planned. Even with the flesh and blood of a soul-level grey creature, it still didn't work, so I had to settle for the next best thing."

Weilin chuckled and said, "Hehe, I said that my uncle still has me in his heart."

Odor glanced at Weilin and said, "You are so lazy. I don't know when you can grow up by your own efforts. But now it seems that I was overthinking it."

"Uncle, I'm not lazy, I'm just working hard and resting..."

Having said that, Weilin closed his mouth and did not continue.

To be honest, this leap in strength did surprise a lot of people, including Kyle and my uncle, of course. I just wonder what my father's expression would be when he found out.

When my mother is not around, can I make my father angry?

Thinking of this, Weilin began to daydream.

Seeing this, Odor stopped talking and decided to wait until the real thing was made and let him experience it personally before continuing.

Half an hour later, an object emitting golden light appeared in front of the three people.

“This looks really good!”

Odor turned a deaf ear to Weilin's words, waved his disciple Theo over, took out an appropriate amount of golden substance, and handed it to him.

Theo took the golden substance, put it in his mouth, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to dream.

In an instant, golden light appeared on Theo's body surface, and the violent magic power from the space crack was drawn into the real space. After being purified by the golden light, it turned into gentle magic power and merged into his soul.

"This substance is effective for both combat professionals and spellcasters. As for the environment, there are no requirements. As long as you swallow this substance, you can meditate even in a magic-free environment."

After hearing his uncle's introduction, Weilin finally understood why he said that this substance had no effect on those who were strong at the soul level.

For professionals at the soul level, they can already absorb power from space cracks and will not be affected by the real environment.