Mephit's drink was strong, and Richard had slept soundly for seven days.
On the eighth day, Richard woke up from his deep slumber, not feeling any hangover headache but rather feeling refreshed and invigorated.
"Wow, that drink was really strong," Richard exclaimed.
Ulysses flew up to him and loudly mocked:
"Ha, it's not the drink that's strong, it's your low tolerance. One drink and you're out, next time sit at the kids' table."
Richard's face turned red, and he glowered at Ulysses.
"I said it was the drink!"
Ulysses said nothing more, just kept laughing loudly with his hoarse voice, soaring through the air.
Richard temporarily ignored this boring World Master and took out two crystal balls from his pocket.
Upon waking up, Richard felt both his spiritual power and physique had enhanced.
[Spiritual Power: 120, Physique: 141, Magic Power: 24000]
"My spiritual power actually increased by four points, and my physique by three points."
