Chapter 121
“And compared to that? This? It’s five hundred per bottle. No family gossip, no taxes—pure five hundred in my pocket.”
Seon Woo-gyeong pulled a syrup bottle from inside his jacket.
The colorless, odorless «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» liquid sloshed inside.
The drug Munira had given him.
She said he could call it whatever he wanted, and at some point, it became known as “Magic Syrup.”
The syrup subtly reconstructed the user’s body with each dose.
Users experienced a rapid spike in mana, accompanied by overflowing energy and euphoria.
This shit could make serious money.
What started as a rich boys’ underground game, thanks to connections from his illegal sports betting site, had quickly escalated.
Word had even spread among the parents.
“I heard if they take this, their kids’ mana grows. Is it true?”
The higher your mana, the greater your chances of Awakening. And if your mana exceeded the standard threshold, you could even get into Justitia International School.