If You Want an Invincible Pet, Feed It Strength Potion

"I was wrong, I'm not sick, not sick!"

Chen Shu lay on the soft soil, feeling the silence around him as a chill crept in.

This was clearly a dark, windy night made for murder.

He had no choice but to come clean and tell Shen Wushuang everything about the Spirit Control Bureau.

"You even arrested criminals?"

Shen Wushuang looked skeptical and asked, "You didn't sell out your accomplices, did you?"

"..." Chen Shu was speechless.

You really dare to think that? Do I really look that much like a criminal?

In the end, Shen Wushuang reluctantly believed his story. But as punishment, Chen Shu still had to stay in the pit for half an hour...

"Finally back."

...

...

Back in the dorm, Chen Shu sighed with emotion, finally understanding the value of life.

Xie Sunan asked, "Naughty Chen, why are you covered in dirt?"

"You don't understand a thing! I went to embrace nature!"

Chen Shu took off his clothes, getting ready for a shower, and said, "You two, why didn't you warn me about the danger ahead of time?"

"Who would dare? That snake was terrifying. You didn't see it—it was grinding its teeth the whole time before you got back..."

Clearly, the two of them were also traumatized, which explained their weird expressions when Chen Shu returned.

...

The next morning,

Chen Shu obediently arrived at the Beastmaster Hall.

He couldn't help but miss the good old days. Back when he was in Class Five, no one cared, and it was absolute freedom.

"You really are ruthless!"

Chen Shu looked up at Shen Wushuang above him.

He silently vowed to bury that black-and-white giant python for at least ten days one day.

"Naughty Chen, come supervise!"

"Coming..." Chen Shu immediately put on a smile and walked up to the stage.

Shen Wushuang said seriously, "Today's task is still skill practice. Don't think that just because it's not tested on the college entrance exam you can ignore it. These are what truly improve your strength."

"Oh~" The students below responded weakly.

Clearly, skill practice was just too boring.

Shen Wushuang frowned, then said, "The real reason Naughty Chen can beat you is because he knows how to use skills. As long as you practice hard, beating him is not a dream!"

In an instant, the entire class seemed energized, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"..."

Chen Shu twitched at the corner of his mouth. Seriously, was that necessary?

Also, Xie Sunan, why are you working so hard?!

With that one sentence from Shen Wushuang, the class was suddenly filled with motivation.

Their dreams might once have been to get into college and become legendary beastmasters,

But now all they wanted was to beat up Chen Shu...

"If that's the case, let me motivate you even more."

Chen Shu smiled, clasped his hands behind his back, and began pointing out the others.

"Du Long! Can you even use 'Earth Spike' and 'Ground Wave'? Your Earth Dragon looks more like an Earth Bug now."

"Young Tang , has your Windrunner Beast still not restarted? Stop forcing it!"

"Wang Yun, what is your Desert Crocodile doing? Using its innate skill 'Tail Whip' this badly—might as well go to the old folks' square and spin a top."

With a mischievous grin, Chen Shu didn't hesitate to roast the others.

"If you want to surpass me, Chen Shu, I'd say your chances are about the same as becoming a national-level beastmaster."

Everyone in the Beastmaster Hall grew even more determined, working hard to practice their skill usage—an essential phase for any true powerhouse.

Chen Shu also summoned his slime and practiced skills, doing his best to raise its obedience level.

High obedience is like low ping in a game—who could refuse that?

…

Several days passed in a flash.

During the day, Chen Shu taunted his classmates while casually practicing his skills. At night, he handled all the paperwork for his black market shop.

On Saturday night,

Instead of going home, Chen Shu went to the black market shop with Wang Tianba and the others.

"Time to celebrate—Summer Star Potion Company has officially gone under!"

Chen Shu beamed. He had already received the news from Wang Qian yesterday.

Before other companies could react, they would open the store first.

Chen Shu said enthusiastically, "Also, today marks the official grand opening of our Strength Potion Shop!"

Clap clap clap!

Wang Tianba and the six others clapped, though it sounded rather half-hearted.

Suddenly, Wang Tianba said, "Young Master Chen, I think there's a problem."

"What problem?"

"Honestly, for a potion shop… shouldn't we at least have some potions?"

Everyone was standing in an empty store. There was only one shelf, a table, and a few chairs—nothing else at all…

"What's the rush?"

Chen Shu said calmly, "Give me a moment!"

Then he dashed off in a hurry—toward the black market's public restroom.

"..."

The six men stared wide-eyed, exchanging looks. They seemed to want to say something, but didn't know how to put it into words.

After a while, Wang Tianba said, "Young Master Chen went to the toilet, not to stock inventory… right?"

"Uh… probably not..."

The six exchanged looks, beginning to seriously doubt things.

Chen Shu arrived at a familiar stall in the public restroom.

He remembered the first time he made potions there—it had been secretly filmed and even went viral online.

Months later, the legend of the Public Toilet Alchemist Master was still circulating in Nanjing City…

Chen Shu laid out all the ingredients. The main one was four Strength Flowers—he had gone completely broke to get them.

His wallet had been lost yesterday, and later returned by the police—along with the message: everything else is intact, but the money's gone.

Chen Shu had been too embarrassed to admit… the money hadn't actually been in there in the first place.

"It's all up to you now!"

Chen Shu entered auto-mode.

Top-grade Strength Potion was not easy to make. After an hour, he successfully crafted ten bottles.

He returned to the store, proudly carrying ten yellow potions.

Wang Tianba and the others instinctively jumped back, eyes wide with alarm. "Young Master Chen, this feels kinda wrong…"

"What's wrong?"

"I've got all the licenses. Time to start selling!"

"Are you sure that's potion, not… urine?"

Everyone else twitched at the corners of their mouths. Who wouldn't be suspicious—Chen Shu had just walked out of a public restroom.

"Nonsense! This is pure top-grade Strength Potion!"

Chen Shu lined up the ten bottles on the only shelf. The store looked a bit empty, but that's what gave it character!

"We're only selling ten bottles a day—classic scarcity marketing!"

He put up price tags: 28,888 per bottle!

The market price for top-grade Strength Potion was 30,000, so Chen Shu offered a slight discount—an easy way to attract customers.

With a daily limit of ten bottles, it wouldn't disrupt the broader Strength Potion market.

Each batch cost around 150,000, and brought in about 300,000—over 100,000 in pure profit daily.

By making one batch a day, Chen Shu could earn more than 3 million Huaxia credits per month—the equivalent of a lord-tier beast.

"Alright! You guys get out there and start shouting! Just read the lines on the sheet!"

Chen Shu handed them a script with promotional lines.

"Young Master Chen, we really have to shout this?"

"Of course—shout it loud!"

Wang Tianba and the others stood outside the shop, each holding a megaphone, and started yelling:

"Pets want to be invincible? Drink Strength Potion!"

"One bottle wakes you up! Two bottles, no fatigue! Three bottles—immortality! Strength Potion, it tastes amazing!"

"When I grow up, I'll fight beasts in alternate dimensions—my master gives me Strength Potion I love to drink! I'll be the strongest contract spirit—my master gives me Strength Potion I love to drink!"