The man was in utter shock. Were Potion Masters really this crazy now, or had this one come to the bathroom specifically to collect some kind of material? In an instant, his urge to relieve himself decreased considerably.
His shocked exclamation drew quite a crowd, all gathering outside the stall. "Bro, what's going on? Someone's making potions inside?" Most people looked at him like he was insane—this was a bathroom, how could something so ridiculous possibly happen?
"Don't believe me? See for yourselves," the man shook his head. Immediately, many people showed curious expressions and leaped up one after another to peer into the stall, making life miserable for the other two people using the toilets, who kept seeing heads popping up with strange stares.
"What the hell are you doing? You're even forming a group—are you some kind of pervert gang?"
Though most people came to watch the potion-making, their peripheral vision naturally caught sight of the other two stalls.
"Holy crap, someone really is making potions!"
"What a master! Completely indifferent to the outside world—with such a calm state of mind, I'm certain he'll become a great Potion Master in the future."
"His hands are so steady, not a single tremor. But why does it look like he keeps fishing for something in the toilet?"
Chen Shu only showed his back, and with all the medicinal materials on the ground, people naturally let their imaginations run wild.
Twenty minutes passed quickly. By now, the bathroom was packed not with people who needed to use it, but with curious spectators.
"Finally finished brewing."
Chen Shu thought happily to himself—twenty-six bottles of Medium-Grade Strength Potions.
Once the slime became a Level 4 contract spirit, it could consume the potions and increase its strength again.
With the system's rewards and potion infusions, even if it were a pig, he could cultivate it into a divine beast.
Bang!
The stall door opened, and instantly, over ten pairs of eyes stared at him in unison.
"He's out! The toilet Potion Master is out!"
"Quick! Quick! Let us behold the master's face!"
Chen Shu jolted. Holy crap, what's happening?
What the hell is a "toilet Potion Master"?
"Dude, were you really making potions?" someone couldn't help asking.
"Hm?" Chen Shu looked confused. Did people actually see me making potions?
Just then, three options appeared before his eyes.
[Option 1: Flee the scene in panic to avoid being recognized.]
Completion Reward: Contract spirit obedience +10
[Option 2: Nod in acknowledgment and simultaneously announce your name and identity to become famous.]
Completion Reward: High-Grade Strength Potion
[Option 3: Smile mysteriously and drink a mouthful of the brewed potion in front of everyone.]
Completion Reward: Large amount of Beast Taming Power
Chen Shu was slightly stunned, then quickly understood.
He spoke up: "Since that's the case, I won't hide it anymore. Would you all like to try some?"
Chen Shu took out a container from his backpack—inside was a pale yellow liquid.
The crowd already had preconceived notions and naturally associated it with unpleasant things.
"Anyone want to try some? It's free!" Chen Shu held the container forward.
The group collectively stepped back as if facing a great enemy.
What the hell is this stuff? It seems to have a urine smell.
Chen Shu shook his head, then gave what he thought was a mysterious smile before opening the container.
"He's not actually going to..."
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
Gulp!
Chen Shu tilted back his neck and drank a mouthful of the Strength Potion right in front of everyone.
"Really not bad!"
Chen Shu only felt it was slightly sweet; otherwise, there was no reaction.
This was a potion for contract spirits—it had little effect on him and wouldn't cause side effects.
"Holy crap, you're way too brave!"
Everyone's scalps went numb and their stomachs churned.
"Tastes good," Chen Shu grinned, put the container back in his backpack, then calmly and composedly walked out of the bathroom.
Instantly, the crowd stepped aside, not even daring to get close to him—as if he had developed a kingly aura.
"He's a real savage!"
"Such a great feat must be posted online."
Many people captured photos of Chen Shu's back while making potions, all choosing to post them on social media.
"Shocking! High-level Potion Master actually brews pale yellow potions in bathroom—is this twisted human nature or moral decay?²"
"A certain bathroom in Nanjiang City witnessed a Potion Master's figure. Even in harsh environments, he remained calm with steady technique. Do modern alchemists all play this wild?"
"Potion Master develops a new toilet potion, even drinking it all in front of everyone—is this the legendary performance art?"
Everyone added commentary, all featuring Chen Shu's stylish silhouette.
Unaware that his antics were already going viral, Chen Shu quietly left the black market. The massive infusion of Beast Taming Power from his choice had promoted him directly to Level 3 Beast Tamer—no longer dead last in his class. In just one week, the system had taken him from Level 0 to Level 3 Beast Tamer.
As evening approached, he rode his bicycle home, humming songs in a cheerful mood. As for Zhang Dali, after just two days as a security guard, he had completely lost interest. He was just experiencing life, not actually wanting to become a security guard—this was the confidence that came from being a rich second generation.
"Today is a good day, whatever your heart desires can come true."³
Soon, he passed the same dark intersection as last time. There shouldn't be any robbers today, right? he thought, glancing toward the small alley where he'd been mugged before.
Just as the memory surfaced, a black shadow shot out from the alley's entrance.
"Hisss~~"
A black snake about half a meter long shot forward at extreme speed, its eyes flashing with venomous cold light.
"Holy crap, what is that thing?"
Chen Shu's heart jumped with alarm. The black snake was extremely fast and lunged to bite in the blink of an eye.
Behind a large tree at the intersection, a man had a sinister expression. "You dare to offend Zheng Yi, you're just unlucky, kid!"
Wu Li was a social Beast Tamer who, due to his poor talent, remained only a Level 4 Beast Tamer despite being nearly thirty years old. However, because he was good at pleasing the Zheng brothers, he lived comfortably without worry about food or clothing. Before the college entrance exams, Zheng Yi had asked Wu Li to find an opportunity to teach Chen Shu a lesson.
Just today, he happened to run into Chen Shu at the black market and followed him all the way, finally finding an opportunity.
"Though we live in a harmonious society where killing is forbidden, putting you in the hospital for a week or two shouldn't be a problem."
Wu Li manipulated his contract spirit. The black poisonous snake opened its fangs and lunged directly to bite.
Just then, in the dim twilight,
A sudden yellow shape appeared out of nowhere.
Boom!
Wu Li felt as if the very earth trembled as a massive pile of 'poop' came out of nowhere.
"What the hell is that thing?"