A large number of monster corpses? Is it the “Night Watcher”? Two strange conditions led Sir Beta to unconsciously speculate, and then, this well-informed old baronet suddenly thought of the special consultant recently hired by the police. Plus Taniel’s presence. Almost instantly, the old baronet confirmed Jason’s identity. Like an old popsicle. Unable to resist, Jason sucked hard on it. Instantly, the sweet, icy taste spread in his mouth, rejuvenating the battle-weary Jason in a flash. However, the dagger in his hand became as if it had lost its most important Read the latest chapters on NovelHub - completely free! [You have consumed some essence of a Scout (Essence)!] [Physical strength and energy greatly restored!] The text before him gave Jason endless motivation. He picked up the sword, stuck out his tongue, and licked it. And that distinctive fragrance… He couldn’t help wanting to take a bite, but fortunately, his last shred of reason told Jason that if he didn’t want to become a ‘split-mouth man’, he definitely shouldn’t do so. But eating spicy strips without chewing, just sucking on them, was truly uncomfortable. “I need a body as strong as steel!” “My lips, teeth, tongue, my entire mouth should be harder than steel!” Such thoughts involuntarily appeared at the bottom of Jason’s heart. [You have consumed some essence of a Weaver (Essence)!] [Physical strength and energy greatly restored!] When the taste disappeared, the sword decayed as well. The increased hunger relief allowed Jason to finally breathe a sigh of relief. The recent battle, though short, had him enduring six lethal injuries. Especially the first few, which were very real. That feeling was definitely not pleasant. But, no matter how unpleasant… It’s still better than death, right? Just being alive was enough for Jason to feel content. Therefore, the pain was bearable. Of course, Jason remained vigilant. Because he could not ensure that those people were all those who coveted the ‘Hulk Potion’. Who could guarantee that one or two guys weren’t lurking in the dark? And it was precisely those kinds of people who would be truly troublesome. So, more hunger relief was necessary. The next moment, Jason placed the weapons together with the dagger, then began to inspect those weapons without fragrance seriously. He hoped to find some hidden ‘food’ within them. Unfortunately, there was none. It was just a batch of weapons of quality that was quite good among ordinary ones. In fact, they were nowhere near as useful as the wide-bladed short-handed machete in his hand. Indeed, after the recent battle, the machete had become Jason’s weapon of choice for close combat. After carefully wiping it down, Jason hung it on one side of his waist. Having more weapons on his person made it somewhat inconvenient for him to move. “I need a weapon harness.” “One that can place the MF92 under both armpits and secure the ‘Winchester Brothers’ and UZ submachine gun on the back.” “And on both sides of the waist, there should be a place to agilely secure the potion bag and the wide-bladed short-handed machete.” In his mind, Jason sketched out a rough design. But it would still require a proficient craftsman to tailor it for him. Immediately, Jason thought of Taniel. The other party certainly should know some people who could do it. As Jason was pondering this, an unprecedentedly strong fragrance entered his nose. Unable to help himself, Jason looked towards the direction of the door. In his ears, he could already hear the footsteps of the old Sir’s servant and the creaking of the overloaded wheels. The sounds of footsteps and wheels blended and approached together. But just as these sounds were about to reach the door, they suddenly vanished in an instant. All that was left was,