Watching him drink it all in one go, Yun Long and the others were quite tense, "How is it? Do you feel anything?"
"Burp—" Gu Qinglun burped loudly, "Just feel a bit full."
Mo Jun: "…Who told you to drink it all? You were supposed to drink half of it."
"If I don't drink a bit more, what if it doesn't work?" Gu Qinglun chuckled softly, "Don't worry, I may not have other skills, but I'm hard to kill. I won't die."
"Of course you won't die, but you'll suffer a bit."
"What suffering?" Gu Qinglun just asked, then started feeling a severe headache.
The potion had begun taking effect, stimulating his memory cells.
"Why does it hurt so much?" Gu Qinglun asked Mo Jun in pain, clutching his head.
Mo Jun comforted him, "It hurts a bit, but bear with it, it'll pass. Don't worry, you'll be fine."
Gu Qinglun suffered for a long time, Mo Jun and the others continued to monitor him.
In the end, the pain reached a point that he fell asleep...
