Chapter 501: A Dwarf Can Dream
“But seriously,” Braxton lost his smile and said, “If you don’t mind, I would like the jug of Wyvern Brew. I’ve gotten some ideas that I would like to test. As dangerous as the brew is, I think it could also be of great benefit.”
“How so?” Derek asked. More than anything, he feared how easy it might be to become addicted or die from it. That is… if we can even become addicted to things anymore—especially at a medium wisdom or higher. He actually wasn’t sure. Yes, he’d say that Edgar was addicted to training, Avery was addicted to fighting, and even Brandi was addicted to crafting, but they weren’t truly.
“I saw you meditating with it,” Braxton said. “Right?”
“Yes,” Derek replied with a nod.
“Then you should understand how hard it is to level meditation skills up after a certain point,” Braxton explained.
“Yeah,” Derek said. “It’s a pain in the ass.”
“It is,” Braxton replied. “However, if you use it while in battle, it will level at a slightly higher pace.”
“Which is true for pretty much all skills,” Derek said.
“Exactly,” Braxton replied. “But imagine if you were ‘poisoned’ with this brew—especially if you had no idea it was coming. I imagine that it would be possible to level meditation skills at a very fast pace—compared to how slow they level currently.”