The monk leaned over the back for a long time, and just when Qin Mu was a little impatient, he said, "Do you feel a little uncomfortable or a particularly strange feeling when you eat those meat?"

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, shook his head, but nodded again: "It's a bit comfortable and warm, probably because it's roasted."

"No," the monk directly denied Qin Mu and said quickly: "I have also happened to you. After traveling to a time and space, I lost my ability and could no longer use the power of time and space. You know, the power of time and space is not just a simple trip to a few time and space."

Qin Mu nodded. He naturally knew this, because he used to envy people with such abilities, because such people were equivalent to having a halo of regret medicine. If something was not as good as they wished, they could ask time to stop or go back and change the past.

Of course, this comes at a certain price.

Fate always has a fixed trajectory. No matter how you make changes, the world will always remain in a very fair and balanced state, no matter what changes are made.

The monk nodded: "At that time, after I ate something from the local area, a warm current flowed through my body. Later I realized that that kind of thing was the main energy of cultivation in that era. You should have heard of it, called spirit stone."

Qin Mu understood that this guy is talking about the era of cultivation, and he is really bored. I guess after having the ability to travel in time and space, the monk was traveling everywhere, so naturally he would not miss any place.

"In other words, you have had a similar situation... It should be because you are not suitable for the local environment?" Qin Mu asked back.

The monk nodded: "Yes, I think you eat the bodies of those monsters. It's not because they are barbecue so you feel very warm, but because their bodies provide you with a certain amount of energy, but because what you eat is only the lowest level monsters, so there is no effect."

Qin Mu listened and thought it made sense, so he nodded.

The monk continued, "So, I took some of this."

The monk took out a pile of transparent bottles and jars. The bottles and jars were covered with yellow liquid, which looked almost the same. Only one of them had a scarlet red floating in the light yellow liquid. I don’t know if it was blood, but it kept wandering in the light yellow liquid.

"Is this?" Qin Mu asked in confusion.

"The world is different from the world you came to," the monk did not answer directly, but said lightly: "I believe that even if I don't say this, you have a certain understanding of this. The most obvious thing is that in addition to having certain abilities, people here usually have various intramuscular injections in order to improve their physical abilities."

"You can understand it as Dali Pills. Anyway, it means almost the same. All these in front of you are intramuscular injections. Of course, you can also swallow them. We can transform our bodies into stronger and stronger, and there are almost no side effects..." The monk slowly explained. In order to make Qin Mu easy to understand, he even used some messy words. But at the end, he remained cautious and said, "Of course, there are still side effects of Dingding, which can only be ignored."

While the monk was talking about the book bag, Qin Mu had already started to study the light yellow liquids. He curiously opened the liquids, put them on his nose and smelled them, and even tasted a little of them.

I just dipped my fingers and put them in my mouth to taste the taste.

The monk looked at Qin Mu with anticipation. The little bit Qin Mu used just now was already a lot of servings for ordinary people, and they usually had unexpected results, but there were upper limits on the use of the medicine. After the number of times used, it was not as effective as before.

This requires another kind of potion. This thing is the source of power for them. He accidentally hurt himself while traveling in time and space. What he ate was also local energy, so he regained his ability. Then Qin Mu had to eat something with the same energy.

However, after tasting a little, the Qin Emperor did not have the expected effect. Instead, the guy frowned and said speechlessly: "This taste is too weird, right? Are you sure this thing really has energy?"

The monk didn't know what to say at this time, so he stared at Qin Mu: "Do you know that the little bit you just used is enough for the body transformation of the two children? If you have money, you can eat these things in the empire by power level. And each time you will only improve your abilities, but there is only a difference in how much you improve. Generally speaking, the ratio of the first time you eat is the largest, and what I give you is the best, but you have no reaction at all."

Qin Mu frowned. He understood what the monk said, but he didn't think that this thing had much energy, and it was even worse than that so-called ordinary monster. When eating the meat of monsters, he still felt warm, but when using this thing, he didn't feel that the taste of this thing was strange.

"I'm afraid Mr. Qin can only use the monsters. I think you should give him dragon blood." Parker, who had just walked away, turned back at some point. He was holding a cocktail in his hand and looked at the two of them with a smile.

"Damn." The monk's reaction was even bigger than Qin Mu, and he said to Parker speechlessly: "You are actually thinking about my dragon blood, right?"

"I don't believe you said you got it back from the prehistoric era." Parker said with his big eyes narrowed and said, "Nothing is that coincidental. You know more than me what kind of existence the dragon is in the prehistoric world. You just meet a wounded dragon, and save him and take blood. You can't fool the child into tricking me in this way. If Mr. Qin eats the dragon blood and restores energy, you will be considered a merit, right?"

The monk didn't say anything, and he didn't even look at Parker next to him. All his eyes were concentrated on the entire table. On the special transparent bottle, there was a scarlet red floating in the light yellow liquid. Qin Mu thought it was just a potion, but he didn't expect it to be dragon blood.

But listening to Parker's words, Qin Mu felt a sense of desire and curiosity, and a sense of disgust.

This desire and curiosity mostly come from Qin Mu's own personality, and the disgust can only be blamed on Aoki's head.

"Which dragon did you take your blood?"

"Little White Dragon," the monk nodded and said, "He said he was the third prince of the Dragon King. He had taken a small bottle, but it always disappeared a little after he came back, so he put it in this liquid. The two were completely separated. Even so, the potion soaked in the dragon's blood was relatively powerful."

The third prince of the Dragon King, no matter which dragon king belongs, is just a prince.

A strange thought arose in Qin Mu's head. He really felt that the things in the bottle were disgusting enough.
Chapter completed!