A Different World That Started as a Slave

The so-called medicine is a bowl of green liquid.

Seeing Ben take the bowl of liquid from the guard and drink it in one gulp, Reens couldn't help but think of a joke in his previous life.

"So, Gul'dan, what's the price?"

Of course, playing with jokes is playing with jokes, Reens does recognize the so-called "medicine" that Ben drank.

That thing should be a [healing potion], and judging from its light green appearance, it should be diluted with water.

Just like the red [physical potions] they drink every day.

The efficacy of the medicine will definitely decrease, and the degree of decrease depends on the cost control of the training camp.

However, compared with the [physical potion], the [healing potion] will not cause any loss of vitality to the human body.

It is more about recovering the body's injuries through the effects of the medicine itself.

Rather than achieving the effect of the medicine by stimulating vitality like the [Physical Potion].

Therefore, its effectiveness is much slower than that of the [Physical Potion].

However, no matter how slow it is, it is definitely very fast compared to the normal recovery of the human body.

"I wonder how effective the [Healing Potion] can be after adding water?"

Reans thought to himself.

Reans learned about these potions from Marvin's bookshelf.

As a pharmacist, Marvin's bookshelf is full of various books related to alchemy and pharmacy.

Although Reans can't understand the contents of many books on the bookshelf at all.

But the content of some item introductions has broadened Reans' horizons.

In terms of alchemy and pharmacy, he doesn't know how to make it.

But Reans is already familiar with the specific appearance of general alchemy potions and their effects.

Thinking of this, Reans actually briefly felt a little grateful to Marvin.

If Marvin's behavior had not seriously threatened his own safety, Reens really didn't want to kill him.

At least keeping Marvin would allow him to keep getting those precious books for free.

"What a pity, I haven't learned how to make potions yet."

"It's so difficult to learn alchemy potions, do I not have the talent for that?"

Reens said in his heart with regret.

He also tried to make potions in Marvin's room, but never succeeded.

After Ben drank the green potion, he found a place to sit down and rest, and Reens sat next to him.

"How effective is this potion?"

Reens asked Ben with some curiosity.

He wanted to know how much efficacy this water-mixed [Healing Potion] had.

This directly affected how he would choose to deal with the next duel.

"It should be pretty good. Look, I sat down and rested for a short time, and the bleeding seemed to have stopped."

"Also, I can feel the pain in the wound is easing."

"It feels a bit like the 'red potion' we drank before, but it takes effect much slower."

Ben thought for a moment and responded to Reans.

"Really? It seems that the drug is effective. Such an answer is really reassuring."

"At least don't worry about dying from excessive blood loss."

Reans said comfortingly.

"However, you may have some trouble in the next duel."

"You can't hold the sword with both hands, so your strength will be reduced by a level."

"And you are used to the way of fighting with force... Have you thought about how to fight later?"

Reans continued to speak to Ben with a serious expression.

"How to fight? Just try to make sure you don't get hurt too badly."

"What I want is not victory, but to stay alive."

"If you lose, you lose. Just make sure you stay alive... I hope you can think so too."

"Staying alive is everything. Don't try to be brave."

Ben consoled Reans for his caring words.

"I also want to stay alive. Of course I won't try to be brave."

"Also, I'll say one last thing. Just one sentence. I won't say much. Otherwise, you'll find me annoying."

"Don't be soft later..."

Reans responded.

Ben was silent after hearing this.

The two of them stopped talking and sat aside quietly waiting for the next round of duels to begin.

...

After a not-so-long halftime break, a new round of duels began again.

Reans' second opponent was much stronger than the previous one.

Of course, most of the winners were stronger than the losers.

However,

Reans's current opponent is a little special.

Reans also knows him. His name is Alger. He is one of the few people that Reans has asked for his name.

I don't know if you still remember that Reans once said that there were 5 people in the first training camp who could easily complete various trainings.

Alger is one of these five people.

Even now, his overall ranking among the remaining trainers is still among the top ones.

However, Reans hates this person very much.

In the wooden sword duels in the past, whenever he faced him.

Reans would choose to be the loser and accept the punishment of the guards.

What's more hateful is that the guy hit very hard, and Reans had to be forced to bear his attack in order to hide his strength.

And the places hit by his wooden sword would leave severe swelling and bruises, which were more serious than the whipping of the guards.

Reans needed a long time to recover from this injury every time.

And after being beaten, Reans certainly couldn't bear it.

Since he couldn't take revenge in reality, Reans could only "serve" him well in the dungeon.

Reans would first injure his vocal cords with a wooden sword, making it impossible for him to admit defeat.

As long as no one admitted defeat, the guards would generally not interfere with the duel before the duel time was up.

Then he broke his knees, forcing him to kneel down and look up at himself.

Looking at the guy's painful and unbelievable expression, to be honest, Reans felt pretty good.

However, if it was over here, it would be a bit of an underestimation of Reans's murderous nature.

Next, Reans would quickly break his limbs and the thing between his legs.

He could only fall to the ground and scream in pain.

In that case, even if the guards wanted to stop him, they would choose to stand by and watch because the guy had lost his value.

Finally, at the moment before the time was up, the wooden sword pierced his neck directly, teaching him with facts how the wooden sword killed people.

...

"Now, I meet this annoying guy again. It's really a bit like a narrow road for enemies."

Riens thought to himself. He wanted to kill that guy.

This was not only due to personal grudges, but also because of his understanding of Alger.

He was arrogant and isolated. He felt that he was outstanding and didn't care about other people's opinions.

Alger didn't care when he attacked. In the past duels, his long sword often aimed at the fatal parts of others, just to win quickly and show his strength.

It's okay if the wooden sword was hit by him, but now it's a real iron long sword.

Reens didn't believe that the guy would care about other people's lives.

So it was impossible to admit defeat in front of him in a safe way.

And choosing to fail would inevitably suffer heavy losses, so why not choose to be the winner?

Kill him and end this grudge by the way.

Reens has already thought of how to play the next scene.