For the normal public, three tiers of enhancement drugs were available: basic, advanced, and superior. Each successive tier was ten times more effective than the last, but the difference in price was also greater than ten times.
If Jackson was able to buy a basic spiritual force enhancement pill for twenty-five mana stones, then to purchase an advanced-tier pill he would need to fork out more than five hundred mana stones, an astronomical amount. Many regular households’ income did not even come close to that.
There was no need to talk about superior-grade pills.
Still, although they were expensive, their effects were also worth the price.
As such, Jackson could only dream of higher tiers, but could never use them. Yet now things were different. Thinking up to this point, his gaze drifted to the golden brush in his hand, and unconsciously, he could not stop himself from swallowing his saliva.
What if i can change their effects..!
With this thought in mind, he took a deep breath, brought the golden brush directly above the floating text, and tried to erase the word basic from Basic Spiritual Force Enhancement Pill.
Under his gaze, the word basic slowly disintegrated into particles of light and disappeared.
Jackson was thrilled, his hand shaking with excitement.
Slowly, after erasing the word basic, he tried to write advanced, attempting to rename the Basic Spiritual Force Enhancement Pill into an Advanced Spiritual Force Enhancement Pill, thinking that renaming the pill might also change its effect.
However, even after multiple tries, nothing happened. As time passed, maybe the effect wore off, or something else but the word basic appeared again.
Noticing this, Jackson’s face fell, and he could not help but question his earlier thoughts. Maybe he had really overestimated the brush’s abilities.
Still, the stakes were so high that he refused to quit too easily.
If he could not change the tier of the pill, he might as well try changing the effect itself.
With this thought in mind, he brought the golden brush over the effect line. In place of two, he wrote four.
With a flick of his wrist, the two was replaced by four. He did not feel excited. Instead, he watched, and unlike before, the number did not revert back to its original form, meaning his plan had worked.
However, he was still not satisfied. Trying once more, he replaced the four with something else. First, he had wanted to carve the infinity symbol, but stopped himself. The brush had already failed to change the tier, so there was no point in thinking about such things.
Instead, he tried to double the effect once more. In place of four, he tried to write eight, but he had barely done that when he felt his head start to ache as if someone was trying to drill a hole into it.
Jackson’s entire body shook, and his vision started to grow blurry. He was about to fall to the ground when he steadied himself by holding onto the study table.
It was only for a brief moment that his state returned to normal.
Jackson was not too panicked, as he knew what had happened. It seemed the golden brush used his spiritual force every time he used it. Given that he had already exhausted most of his spiritual force by practicing the visualization technique, it was only normal to feel these symptoms.
After another breath of time, Jackson’s state once again returned to normal.
Now it was time to test.
He waited for his thoughts to settle down, then gently unsealed the glass casing and swallowed the pill. Compared to what he had expected the pill to taste like, the basic spiritual force enhancement pill tasted somewhat similar to roasted fish.
Before he could pay further attention to the details, the pill suddenly melted in his mouth, sending off cool currents directly to his mind. The brain fog and sluggishness that he had been experiencing immediately disappeared.
Jackson set the timer and started to visualize the twin dragon in his mind. Compared to the time when he was not using the pill, this time the twin dragon felt more alive and more real.
In just one hour, he had finished visualizing the dragon. Its towering form covered the sky, and its two eyes seemed to be looking directly at Jackson. Just one look from them made him feel a heavy pressure bearing down on his soul.
Then, in the next moment, the dragon seemingly came to life and roared. Its terrifying roar shook the heavens. Jackson felt his entire world tremble, a sense of otherworldly dread gripping his heart, his face turning pale.
Just as the feeling became unbearable, the dragon form exploded into particles, merging with the boundaries mind space.
Meanwhile, outside, Jackson’s eyes snapped open. He let out a breath of turbid air that he had been holding all this time.
Damn, no one told me cultivation of spiritual force was this intense. No wonder no one is allowed to try these techniques before awakening...
Jackson felt grateful for listening to his mother’s advice and not trying these manuals in secret. His young mind back then would not have been able to resist this pressure. One wrong move, and he might have turned into a vegetable.
Finally, after calming down, he looked at the timer on the clock. Exactly four hours had passed.
For a long time, Jackson did not speak, nor did he move. He simply looked at the sky and clenched his fist a few times.
The situation was unbelievable, but it had actually happened.
Just by a stroke of the brush, he had managed to alter the pill’s effect.
Feeling ecstatic, he called out the awakener status window to see how much his spiritual force had grown in this cultivation session.
[Name - Jackson Von Maximus]
[Age - 16]
[Talent - Highly Intelligent Machine]
[Realm - Mortal]
[Spiritual Force - 1.4]
[Mana - 0.99]
"Yeah, the effort is indeed giving results. On average, after consuming the pill, the spiritual force is expected to rise by 0.2 points..."
To think he had gotten the value of two pills from a single purchase.
He did not know why, but for some reason Grace’s proud figure flashed through his mind. He could not stop himself from thinking about what her reaction would be if she knew what his talent was capable of.
It was then that Jackson’s ears twitched.
From outside, the sound of the wooden gate creaking open came.
Who is it at this hour? Hmm, could it be Mother?
During all this time, he had gotten so excited that he had almost forgotten about his mother.
Hurriedly getting up, he rushed outside.
Once out of the room, he saw a mature woman standing in the hallway. Her long black hair hung loosely to the side of her shoulders. Because of constant worry about her two children’s future, wrinkles had started to appear at the corners of her eyes. Even then, her calmness and wisdom remained. Upon noticing Jackson, a smile immediately bloomed on the woman’s face.
"Little Jackson, you are still up... Darling, you should have gone to sleep. Staying up this late would affect your mental health."
Jackson heard her words, filled with concern. However, he did not respond. Instead, he simply asked, "Who did this?"
He stared at his mother’s figure up and down, the coldness in his eyes growing further with every second. Her floral dress, which his father had gifted her, was torn and stained with dirt in many places. Even her face looked tired, as if she had tried to scrub off all the dirt before coming here.
Hearing his words, Mother Rose’s expression faltered.
"It’s nothing... While partying, I drank too much and fell down in a water puddle."
Jackson looked her straight in the eyes. Rose immediately shrank back, avoiding his gaze.
"Mother, don’t lie to me. Since when did you start drinking? Tell me what happened."
Jackson frowned.
"Why don’t you... darling, it’s already too late. We will talk about it in the morning."
Saying these words, she hurriedly left.
Jackson watched her leave, his fists tightly clenched. He knew she was hiding something.
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