Above The Sky
Chapter 573 - 573 542 The Test Subject Duty-Bound!

573: Chapter 542: The Test Subject, Duty-Bound!

(1/3) 573: Chapter 542: The Test Subject, Duty-Bound!

(1/3) Only the Illusionary Moon shone in the night sky; the New Moon was nowhere to be seen.

The dim moonlight illuminated the woods and a small town not far away.

From a high vantage point, a few flickering lights could be seen in the town, but they were not the kind of lights a normal town should have.

Instead, they were the dying embers of an accidental fire.

With Ian’s vision, he could even see traces of a group of residents frantically driving carts and leading oxen, fleeing with their families.

Along the roadside leading to the outside world, plenty of garbage and dropped packages had been left behind, clearly indicating the haste and fear of the residents, who didn’t even dare come back to retrieve their lost luggage.

There was no one in the town, including any corpses, and no wild beasts either; it was a small blessing amidst misfortune that at least everyone from this town had survived.

Ian and his group were organizing their equipment, while Tres’s team was arranging their weaponry from the Floating Stone Aircraft and the off-road transport vehicles—they had all put on their Armored Clothing, sorted their swords and alchemical firearms, and were carefully loading bullets one by one.

“We’ll wait for you not far from here, send a signal if you need us, and we’ll try to break in for rescue.”

This was the exchange between the Floating Stone Aircraft pilot and Ian.

He clearly knew who was in charge of the team, “The nearest Knight Order of Inspectorate camp is just over ten kilometers ahead of Axle Town, right along this road.

I wish you a successful mission.”

“Thank you very much.”

Ian could tell that the driver’s training was probably some kind of Earth True Form at the First Power Level Peak; his physical quality was extremely good, even stronger than ordinary Earth Series Magical Beasts, with not a sign of Origin Quality exposure.

This meant that in his True Form Heritage, all Origin Quality was used to strengthen himself.

This was actually a very unusual choice, for only when Origin Quality was exposed could it resonate with the external sand, stone, and natural Origin Quality, thereby exerting greater defensive power.

But clearly, the purpose of the pilot’s True Form Heritage was different from that of a combatant.

They only needed a body strong enough to withstand all the stresses brought by the aircraft.

The aircraft left silently like a ghost, and Ian began to distribute potions to Tres’s team.

“Demonic weapons and high efficiency healing.”

Ian gestured for Tres to distribute the potions, speaking calmly, “These are all new Efficacy Potions that I have developed.

Some of them have a duration of just about twelve hours, but the majority last over seventeen hours.”

“Use them now.

I’ve prepared enough for one day; no need to conserve them.”

“Captain?” Tres himself didn’t say anything, just followed Ian’s instructions to distribute the potions, but his deputy seemed puzzled in private, “Perfect Demonic Weapons typically last only for two hours…

Is this alchemist serious?”

He was not an alchemist, having trained recently in the Lower City District, he naturally didn’t know about Ian’s reputation.

“What do you think he is?

He’s a genius who can develop new potions and create new theories at the age of fifteen, even the Second Prince pays special attention to him.”

Tres had long been informed by Ian.

At first, he was immensely shocked, but now he pretended to be all profound, “Just do as he says.

Why do you think he designated our squad?

It’s to test real-world data.

I’ve checked; there’s nothing wrong with the potions.

At worst, they are better than nothing, right?”

That was the reasoning.

The deputy took out the Demonic Weapon Potion, which was a small box of ointment, meant to be applied on weapons or ammunition, best for alchemical firearms’ ammunition.

As soon as he opened the potion, he immediately understood that Ian wasn’t wrong in the slightest—the original Demonic Weapon Potion dissipated Origin Quality rapidly, hence its short duration.

It relied on the swift output of Origin Quality to inflict damage on Spiritual Bodies.

But Ian’s Demonic Potion instead contained part of its damage potential, linking the potion’s Origin Quality with the user’s body’s Origin Quality, turning the Origin Quality used for inflicting damage into a circulatory channel.

Rather than just demonizing the weapon, the potion essentially made the weapon spiritually attuned, capable of resonating with the user’s body.

As a result, not only did it significantly extend the duration, it also allowed the user to expend their own Origin Quality to enhance the weapon.

Although this would increase the strain on the user’s body, compared to the greatly prolonged duration and the enhancement of the weapon, the potion was just perfect!

The deputy’s gaze towards Ian was filled with respect—as a veteran member of the Knight Order of Inspectorate who had fought and climbed through the ranks for many years, he knew better than anyone the immense help that a good logistician could provide.

Being used for providing real-world testing data?

Sir, please do accept our gratitude, use us for your experiments every time!

With that mindset, they received a potent healing potion provided by Ian.

Unlike ordinary healing potions, this came in two bottles and needed to be activated with Origin Quality when necessary.

Though it added an extra step, the healing effect had increased by 75%.

It couldn’t regenerate organs, but it could fully heal common wounds and flesh injuries—essentially equal to half a life.

Even the members of the Knight Order of Inspectorate were excited and delighted at this moment.

It was rare to receive two bottles of potion for a mission.

Such treatment might be expected by the teams directly under a Great Knight, but certainly not for their small squad.

Ian could see that the squad’s perception of him quickly shifted from ordinary gray to green.

Handsome, generous and a genius, and one of their own—this man was indeed a pillar to lean on!

“Aren’t you worried about giving away so much?”

Tres was happy for the increased survival chances of his teammates but also somewhat worried.

Even if these potions were sold at cost within the Knight Order, they were a significant amount of money.

The favor owed for these wouldn’t be easy to return.

“Why are you saving money for the Platinum Iridium Workshop?

Remember to write me a report under the name of the Knight Order.

Exaggerate the number a bit, just keep the effects realistic, it will make it easier for me to write experimental data and get more reimbursements.”

Ian was disturbingly adept in this area.

What else was manipulating expenses and pocketing kickbacks if not research?

It wasn’t corruption, it was for the future of the world and the progress of science, a righteous lie!

“Sure thing, Ian.”

And Hua’an and Mo Feng also patted Ian on the shoulder with surprised faces, “You have the skills to be at the Fairy Dream Institute!”

Hua’an even nodded solemnly, “My teacher would definitely like you!

Although she loves to argue, she always has a hard time getting funds from others and ends up dueling within the Institute to save face!”

Frost Butterfly nodded naively; she was too young to understand the treachery of the human world and the overt and covert strife among the Fae.

After confirming the effectiveness of the potion and applying it, two off-road vehicles carrying twenty-five people arrived on the outskirts of an uninhabited town and began to drive along the road towards the camp established by the Knight Order of Inspectorate on the frontier of the Avak region.

“Leave the reporting to the camp to us.

I know we’re definitely on a secret mission this time, and your presence should not appear openly.”

Tres was indeed an old hand, although Ian hadn’t told him anything about Michael, he had vaguely guessed something and skilfully said, “But it’s still up to you.

Do you want to register your name?”

“Me?

No need.”

Ian was at that moment observing the Spirit Energy Field around the Avak region.

Although very faint, he indeed noticed something amiss.

The entire Avak region was filled with a subtle disturbance of Spirit Energy, a very special resonance with the Domain of Void.

In other words, it wasn’t a person or a powerful entity that was disturbing the surroundings, but something that interfered with the Domain of Void, causing it to gradually affect reality.

It might sound like the result wasn’t much different, but the implications were vastly distinct.

If they pursued the wrong investigative direction, they would end up with incorrect results and fail to understand the true nature of the Spirit Energy anomaly in the Avak region.

Narrowing his eyes, Ian turned his head and looked at Tres, the tall knight nearing two meters in height, and said earnestly, “Don’t reveal any of our presence.

At least not openly.”

“Understood.”

Tres nodded, “Then you all stay in the car, I’ll go negotiate.”

This was exactly why Ian wanted Tres to escort him and the others—the cooperation between acquaintances was much simpler than with unfamiliar strangers.

Soon, the off-road transport vehicles arrived at the camp of the Knight Order of Inspectorate in the Avak region.