Order 1: Amanita replethe, Amanita striae, ......;

Tier 2: mandala alkali, green mushroom, concentrating mosaic ......;

Tier 3: Basilisk Toxin.

That's all there is to it at the moment.

Each of these documented toxins has its own characteristics.

However, they can all be synthesized from the venom glands and released through bone spurs.

With a thought in his mind, Alan got up and got out of bed.

Open the side pocket of the bag and take out the dagger.

Sharp blades, glittering in the moonlight.

During this time, Alan has been researching weapon quenching.

A technical problem was encountered.

Toxins that are suitable for applying to metal will oxidize and deteriorate quickly when exposed to air.

The craft of quenching poison is not only dangerous, but also very troublesome.

Usually only experienced Assassins are adept at this art.

And the poison smeared on the weapon is all disposable.

After stabbing it, it was scrapped.

In general, weapon quenching is not suitable for frontal combat.

However, Alan is different.

He has venomous glands and bone spurs.

Toxins can be secreted at any time.

Hold the knife in your right hand, pop out a bone spur in the palm of your left hand, and gently wipe it on the blade.

It doesn't take more than a second to complete the quenching process.

Very convenient.

As far as Allen's personal preference is concerned, he actually prefers to hit people directly with his fists.

The fist is also a weapon.

Born Weapon.

The same method can be used to poison your fist quickly, conveniently, and secretly.

Wouldn't it be more convenient to inject toxin directly from the bone spur in the palm of the left hand to kill someone?

Theoretically, it is.

Unless forced to do so, Alan didn't want to do it.

The bone spurs are fairly hard.

But as a weapon, it is not strong enough, not strong enough.

Can a bone spur grow back after it broke in a fight?

Alan doesn't know.

If it is a permanent damage, wouldn't it be a big loss?

Therefore, before figuring out this problem, it is still necessary to pay attention to protecting bone spurs.

It's like an adult treats his own teeth.

……

After the New Year, winter turns to spring, and the weather gets warmer.

Outside the window, the snow on the branches melts and sprouts new green.

Sunday, early in the morning.

Alan sat at the dining table, waiting for her sister to come over for breakfast.

In the kitchen next door, the aroma of baked snacks wafts through.

Alan snorted.

Since awakening the poisonous bloodline, his sense of smell has become extremely sensitive.

A hint of aroma wafting through the crack in the door, he could smell all the spices and ingredients.

Flour, eggs, milk, butter, cinnamon......

The dim sum baked by my sister is missing the most important soul.

Sugar.

Alan couldn't smell the charming smell that characterizes caramel.

However, he was not surprised.

A short time later, Kelly walked out of the kitchen with a huge tray in her hand.

A white towel was tied to her head, her pretty face was flushed, and beads of sweat appeared on her nose.

I get up before dawn to cook for my brother, but this girl is tired enough!

"The muffins are baked!"

With a thud, Kelly placed the heavy tray on the table.

The table trembled.

on the pallet.

Thick pancakes baked golden brown, almost the size of tires!

For an ordinary family, such a large muffin is enough for a family of four to eat for three days!

However, it was nothing more than breakfast for the siblings.

To be exact, it was mainly Alan's breakfast.

Before eating, you have to make up the last processing procedures.

Kelly brought a large bottle of water from the kitchen, as well as a spice plate.

On the plate, there was a pitiful little piece of candy.

It's only the size of a mung bean grain.

"Alan, it's seasoned!"

Kelly urged her younger brother.

Alan picked up the saucer, extracted the magic, and chanted the incantation.

“Tyávé！”

Raise your hand and point to the muffin.

The sugar particles in the saucer disappear into thin air.

At the same time, the muffins become sweeter and tastier.

It's like adding enough cane sugar when baking.

Kelly cuts a small piece of muffin and serves it in her mouth.

nodded again and again with satisfaction, and gave a thumbs up to his brother.

It's not like you can't afford to eat sugar at home.

The reason why Kelly bakes sugar-free cakes is mainly due to the need for body management.

She finally accepted her brother's suggestion to start with eating less sweets to lose weight.

The problem, however......

It's really unbearable to quit sugar all of a sudden.

Kelly didn't want to be so cruel to herself.

It just so happened that Alan awakened the "seasoning technique".

So the siblings came up with an opportunistic approach.

Sugar-free cakes with a false sweetness added with "flavoring".

It tastes like a real thing, but it doesn't contain sugar.

This is the healthy dessert invented by the siblings!

Of course, even if it's a sugar-free cake, eating too much will make you fat.

A muffin with a big wheel, and Kelly only eats a small piece of it.

The rest goes to the elder brother.

Kelly finished her share of the muffin.

Sitting at the dining table, he looked at his brother with a gentle and curious look.

Just watched him silently and stuffed the rest of the muffins into his stomach.

After the meal.

Alan picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth very gentlemanly.

"Today's breakfast is very rich, and it's rare to eat five points full."

Kelly listened to her brother's words, and finally couldn't help but stand up.

Lifting Alan's shirt, he couldn't help but reach in and stroke his belly.

The abdomen of the teenager is flat and smooth, and under the skin are strong abdominal muscles, without the slightest fat.

"How is that possible?!"

I don't know how many times, Kelly asked with jealousy and resentment.

"You have eaten so much, why don't you gain weight?!"

"I digest it well."

Alan said calmly to his sister.

"Today, I have to go up the mountain to collect medicine, and I will come back in the evening, and I don't have time for lunch and dinner during this period."

"So eat a little more for breakfast, save it, and save yourself from hunger."

It sounds like a joke.

However, Kelly knew that her brother was telling the truth.

After a period of exploration and testing, Alan found that the excess food he ate would be converted into nutrients and stored.

A big meal can last for days.

I didn't feel hungry during this period.

It's like a camel.

Eat generously in an oasis of abundant water and plants.

Reserve excess energy in the hump.

After that, he crossed the vast desert, lacked food and drink, and relied on the energy stored in the hump to survive.

"For me, the best way to store food is to eat it."

Alan smiled self-deprecatingly and grabbed the water bottle.

"Kelly, what would you like to drink?"

"Well, let me think about it...... Is orange juice okay? ”

"No problem."

Alan once again performed his "seasoning technique" to turn a bottle of boiled water into sweet and sour orange juice.

Kelly drank orange juice and looked at her brother with envy in her eyes.

"Seasoning" is so convenient!

"By the way, before you go out, remember to go to the kitchen and help mom make up the pepper water." Kelly told her brother.

Recently, there has been a shortage of pepper in the market, and the price has skyrocketed.

Ordinary people can do without this extravagant spice.

The tavern business, but it is inseparable from pepper.

Fortunately, Alan has a spell that can turn water into a peppery sauce to help his parents get through this difficult time.

However, this is not a long-term solution.

The shelf life of the sauce is only one day.

If Alan goes out one day, his parents still have to pay a high price for pepper.

"Marco Spice Shop, haven't you found the two barrels of pepper that were robbed by the robbers?" Alan casually asked her sister about it.

"The reward notices posted on the streets and alleys are still there, most of them are no fun!" Kelly shrugged and spread her hands.