I’m Someone Else

For the entire night, Thomas struggled in the quagmire in his dream. When he woke up the next day, he caught a whiff of a pungent smell.

“What’s that smell? It’s so revolting!”

It was so stinky that he quickly opened his eyes, and he was shocked by what he saw. Could the dream be true? Otherwise, how do I explain the mud around me?

Thomas hurriedly got out of bed and took a look at himself in the mirror, only to see that his entire figure was covered in mud. He reckoned that if he left the house like this, everyone would be looking at him like he was a strange man.

Thomas turned around to look at the dirty bed sheet and shook his head with a helpless smile. “I have to throw away the bed sheet and quilt cover. They’re all stained.”

Instead of getting frustrated, he was elated. That was because he knew that he had consumed too much herbal medicine a while back, and the remaining impurities had been expelled from his body. That was why he woke up looking like this.

He entered the bathroom and took a shower. It took him an hour and a half bottle of body wash before he washed off all the dirt and made the stench go away.

While he was showering, he had been pondering if his body could cleanse itself. Otherwise, how were the impurities even removed from his body?

However, he couldn’t come up with a reasonable explanation for this, so he decided to stop thinking about it. It was wonderful that the impurities had been expelled instead of staying in his body. As for the reason that it even happened, it wasn’t so important, after all.

After changing the bed sheet and quilt cover, he sat on the bed and smoked, recalling the battle from the day before.

been enhanced significantly. Even though he hadn’t fully recovered, the strength he exhibited in the fight the day before was much better than when he

easily defeat his enemies with little effort. However, everything happened naturally the day before. His movements were smooth, and he was able to

examine himself and confirmed that he hadn’t

gaze. Could injury be a good

felt that it was likely the case. In other words, he had to get wounded more frequently and restore his power. By doing so repeatedly, he

was no wonder that during the eight years when he was in the military service, he always felt that his power would increase tremendously every time he recovered from injury. In the

about it, the more

times of injury and recovery. He was like a piece of metal being

Genius of Capitalis, was no different from a piece of

had detected an anomaly in his body the day before. After an examination, he realized some strange energy in his elixir field, and it would

it because I’ve been consuming medicine without any

and confirmed that he was in the pink of health. In that

some time, he still couldn’t figure

muttered under his breath and stepped out of the room. Then, he

breakfast, he watched Olivia finish the herbal soup before they headed

Prescott Hospital in Irieson, Quincy was drinking his coffee and reading the newspaper in his office, enjoying the tranquility of the morning.

was his confidant, the mole sent to linger among the Six Greatest Families. The person had been doing well, and he