"What a pity. If this were the First Epoch, that apprentice potion you just took would have been at least twice as effective—I'm talking about its ability to boost your Spiritual Power."
The Jester's Skull's eye sockets flashed red, and its jawbone clacked open and shut:
"As for now... if it were just a tiny bit weaker, you could just dilute it and give it to those lowly peasants to drink. That way, they'd have a little more energy when reclaiming wasteland or digging for ore, and wouldn't work themselves to death so quickly."
Hearing this, Li Wei's eyes snapped open, and he sat up in the bathtub.
"Give it to peasants?" Li Wei immediately asked. "Dilute it? What's the exact ratio?"
He had recently been planning to follow the example of famous sports stars like Kobe and develop his own side business in sports drinks.
