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Chapter 736

Chapter 736: Chapter 596, Keratin Carapace Chapter 736: Chapter 596, Keratin Carapace Lighthouse Street.

The Bard, Saban, quickened his pace on his way to the Golden Sail Tavern.

Even after having read the newspaper once, he rushed over immediately.

Outside the tavern, a crowd had gathered; seeing Saban approaching, they made way for him, “Mr. Saban, we've been waiting for you.”

“I've brought the newspaper; let's get started right away.”

Saban smiled as he greeted familiar faces.

He briskly made his way through the cleared path and entered the tavern.

Passing the seated patrons, he stepped onto the wooden platform, unfolded the newspaper in front of him, and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, let's start with the reports from different places.”

The patrons fell silent instantly as Saban began to speak.

Inside the Island Lord's Mansion, in the study.

Wu Heng swallowed an elixir.

A scorching pain flowed into his belly through his throat.

Then, the burning sensation rapidly spread throughout his body.

It was as if countless bugs were burrowing into his veins and running amok.

Sweat covered his body, and he began to tremble.

Mini knew the elixir had side effects.

Still, she was startled and quickly walked over to support him in her arms.

She held a Detoxifying Potion in her hand, ready to use it should his condition worsen.

Wu Heng still clenched his teeth and endured as his bones cracked and his muscles seemed to tear apart before reconstituting.

But the condition did not worsen, and the side effects gradually subsided.

At that moment, a system notification appeared.

“[Constitution +3, Strength +4, Agility +2.]”

Immediately after, a sense of power filled his entire body.

Wu Heng felt joy in his heart.

Such a potent effect from a Level Three Potion, with such a significant increase in attributes.

“Master, are you alright?” asked Mini, concerned.

Wu Heng sat up, “I'm fine, much better.”

Mini stood up, took a towel from the side, and began to wipe the sweat from his forehead and neck.

Wu Heng then shifted his attention back to the recent notification.

In total, nine attribute points increased.

According to the attribute increase from leveling up, it was like gaining more than two levels.

That was quite a lot.

It was only a pity that he hadn't awakened a superpower.

After Mini wiped off his sweat, she went to pour him a glass of water.

Wu Heng sat and rested for a while.

He chatted with Mini as the side effects in his body completely dissipated.

After waiting a while and feeling much better, he picked up the second bottle of elixir and drank it down directly.

Fierce pain struck him again.

Even having experienced it once before, his body tensed and began to shake uncontrollably.

Mini gently embraced him, waiting for the side effects to end.

“[Constitution +3, Strength +3, Agility +2, Perception +2.]”

“[Special Trait: Keratin Carapace unlocked.]”

A special trait appeared.

The system's notification distracted him from the pain of the side effects.

He wiped off sweat.

He opened his attribute panel for a look.

“[Attributes: Strength 48, Agility 35, Constitution 53, Intelligence 50, Perception 31, Charm 32.]”

“[Special Trait: Keratin Carapace.]”

“[Keratin Carapace]: A thick layer of keratin forms on the outer layer, providing certain defense and resistance to blows.”

The changes in attributes were quite significant.

Since it was a Strengthening Potion, a strength potion, the primary attributes that increased were Constitution, Strength, and Agility.

Now, Constitution had increased to 53 points, becoming the highest of all the attributes.

Constitution's importance is no less than that of Intelligence.

It not only enhances resistance to toxins, negative effects, and abnormal states, but also reduces the physical strain of overcasting spells and the side effects of using special items.

The higher the Constitution, the more it can mitigate these effects.

Furthermore, the frequency of Wu Heng's use of special items was gradually increasing.

So, an increase in Constitution was needed.

Intelligence remained unchanged at 50 points.

With Strength at 48 points and Agility at 35 points, he wasn't far behind close-combat professions anymore.

Then, Wu Heng focused his attention on the [Keratin Carapace] trait.

This ability had appeared on Mutated Zombies before, forming a layer of black keratin on the surface of the body.

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It can greatly increase the skin's defense.

Wu Heng immediately looked at his hands, which were still ordinary skin.

He then stood up and began to remove his shirt, revealing his shoulders and chest.

Mini whispered, “Master, what are you doing?”

Wu Heng asked, “Mini, there's no change in my skin, right?”

“It seems to have become whiter and much smoother,” Mini said with a smile.

Wu Heng nodded, it seemed that it didn't appear directly on the body.

With a thought.

Black keratin appeared on his hands, quickly spreading up his arms.

Like wearing a pair of long black gloves.

With concentration, the keratin on his arms quickly disappeared and reappeared on his chest.

Wu Heng's eyes brightened.

Unlike the fixed keratin on the Zombies, his could be controlled.

“Master, are you alright?” Mini asked cautiously, looking at the black keratin on his chest.

“It's fine, it's a newly awakened superpower,” Wu Heng explained.

“Wow, Master is so amazing,” Mini cheered.

Wu Heng put an arm around her shoulder, “Only you cheer me on, let's go downstairs and test the new superpower's effects.”

“Okay!” Mini nodded.

The two left the room together, heading downstairs.

…

After Mr. Saban finished the information from the newspaper, he took a sip of tea to moisten his throat.

There would be a two or three-minute interval for the Bard to recover his state in preparation for the next serial story.

The tavern patrons began to talk among themselves.

“I heard that those planning to switch to the Coroner profession are buying the newspaper to study the reasoning and analysis over dead bodies on it, it's practically becoming a professional manual,” one said, taking a sip of his drink.

“Not just that, the Patrol Guard are copying the reasoning experience from it too. Now when they are on patrol, they look you up and down, they scrutinize people as if they're looking at naked women,” added another patron at the same table.

“I think the biggest impact has been on the taverns. The taverns on the island are so busy now. There was never a time before when it was this lively, and now you even have to compete for a spot,” another person chimed in.

“The Island Master really is remarkable. Just one newspaper has changed so much on the island. The liquor industry must have multiplied several times over,” remarked yet another.

“I hope today's story will be just as exciting.”

For most of the island residents, information about the surrounding countries was more for the sake of excitement and they didn't care too much about it.

They mainly came here to listen to the Great Detective stories.

…

As everyone spoke.

The Bard, Mr. Saban, stepped onto the stage and cast two positive effects on himself.

He held his head high with confidence.

As soon as he took the stage, the crowd below instantly fell silent.

Mr. Saban's gaze swept over the audience, recalling the short story he had just watched in his mind.

A sense of indignation rose in his heart again.

Taking a deep breath, he began with a bow, “Ladies and gentlemen, today's newspaper does not feature the serial story of the Great Detective, but a short story that you can hear the ending of directly. Just as exciting, I'll tell it to you.”

…

Whispers erupted.

“It's not a Great Detective story?”

“Why change the story, have they changed the writer?”

“I came here to listen to the Great Detective, I really want to hear other stories.”

“Is anyone going to city hall? Let's go ask together what this means.”

The tavern erupted like boiling water, with a cascade of shouts.

…

Mr. Saban paid no attention.

His voice, amplified by his skill, reached the ears of everyone present.

“Bella, an orphan since childhood, her only younger brother left the village with a passing trade caravan and never returned.”

“At twelve, she went with the villagers to the city to sell furs and became a Maid at a tavern due to her good looks and hardworking nature.”

“By nineteen, she had worked in the tavern for seven years, laughing and frolicking with the patrons, flirting, and managing to survive, living an unremarkable life.”

As Mr. Saban spoke, the patrons' chatter quieted down, their brows furrowed.

A tavern Maid's story?

Being a tavern Maid was not regarded as a good profession in current society, especially the Maids on Gold and Silver Island, who were even more liberal in their behavior.

What's so interesting about this?

Why take up the Great Detective's story to tell a tale of a tavern Maid?

…

Then, a second character emerges in the story.

One day, a strangely-dressed patron entered the tavern, clean and fair, with black hair as if wearing a black top hat.

Bella judged with one glance that this person was definitely not a local.

Mr. Saban paused slightly at this point in his narration.

“It's the Island Master!” someone exclaimed.

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