White Barge Clear River

A spoonful of Jiangbaisu, a scroll of Kuhesu, and a bottle of syrup so sweet it's nauseating.
Stir the crucible, evaporate the moisture.
Drink down the pain, reap a new life.
In the lands of steampunk alchemy, demons run rampant, elements drift, heresy lurks.
Xia Zhou looks up to the Mage's Holy Place, immerses himself in studying toxins, forging his own path of magehood.
(This is not an invincible story. The invincible tag is system-generated and I can't remove it.)

My Rejuvenation Speed is A 'Little' Fast

At the Drainage Lake Reservoir, Scarface, clad in Alchemical Prosthetic Armor, ran under the moonlight along the narrow path of the dam. The sound of his footfall was well masked by the sound of the water gushing out of the dam.


Yet, there were no tall buildings on the dam to hide his figure.


Scarface, moving fast, only wanted to quickly cross this passageway that exposed him, unaware that he had already entered the sight of an Alien Strain detective.


Xia Zhou's number 6 servant, wrapped in a firearm shooting device, was hiding in the low-rise building at the end of the passageway.


He wished to seize an opportunity to shoot Scarface stealthily, enabling him to meet an untimely end.


However, this was incredibly challenging.


The accurate range of a revolver is about 25 meters.


That is to say, he has to shoot Scarface from at least 25 meters away to ensure that the bullet accurately hits its designated location.


Chapter 13 Mysterious Aid