Hearing Dexter Luther volunteer, Paul Payne nodded, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.
The next second, a faint wave of Energy spread from Paul Payne’s body, slowly enveloping Dexter Luther.
The wave was so faint that it was almost undetectable unless one focused intently.
It was like a thin layer of mist, or a transparent film of water, clinging imperceptibly to the surface of Dexter Luther’s skin.
"It’s started." Paul Payne opened his eyes. A thin sheen of sweat already beaded on his forehead.
Without hesitation, Seraphina Sullivan sent the [Anesthetic] in her hand shooting into Dexter Luther’s arm like a tiny needle.
The Anesthetic entered his body.
Everyone held their breath and stared at Dexter Luther.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
Dexter Luther blinked, rolled his neck, and then hopped a couple of times.
"Huh?" A surprised look appeared on his face. "I don’t feel a thing?"
Seraphina Sullivan nodded, motioning for him to keep moving.
Dexter Luther did a few squats and jumped in place a few more times. His face still showed no signs of being anesthetized.
"The Effect is very good," Seraphina Sullivan said, then turned to Paul Payne. "How are you feeling? How long can you maintain it?"
Paul Payne caught his breath, his face a little paler than before. He thought for a moment before saying, a bit uncertainly, "If I’m only protecting one person, I think I can last for about ten minutes. But if I try to protect several people at once..."
He paused, as if sensing the drain on his body.
"The more people there are, the faster it drains me."
He said honestly, "If I protect all of us at the same time, I think... one minute, tops."
"One minute?" Flora Sullivan’s face scrunched up. "That’s it?"
Paul Payne’s face flushed, but he quickly lifted his head, a hint of defiance in his voice. "If I had something to restore my energy, I could keep it up!"
Seraphina Sullivan said nothing, but her mind was already racing.
’One minute is definitely short.’
’But if we time it right, one minute is enough to do a lot.’
’Like rushing up to the Raging Cat Demon and landing a heavy blow.’
With a flicker of thought, she reached into her Space. She considered the items she had that could restore energy.
Several special items lay quietly in a corner.
"I do have something that restores energy."
Paul Payne’s eyes lit up.
What Seraphina Sullivan meant was the [Zengzeng Recovery Soup].
It was a special dish she had brewed using Growth Potatoes as the main ingredient, following a recipe from her [Food Atlas].
Its Effect was straightforward: drinking it quickly restored one’s energy and stamina with no side effects.
She used to make it all the time right after she first got the recipe.
But as her [Magic Cuisine] Talent grew stronger and she created an endless stream of bizarre and wonderful foods, she had forgotten all about the Zengzeng Recovery Soup in a corner of her Space.
She never thought it would come in handy now.
She pulled a thermos from her Space. It was filled to the brim with a golden broth that gave off the faint, clean scent of grains.
"Here," she said, handing it to Paul Payne. "This is Zengzeng Recovery Soup. One sip will restore a good amount of your energy. Drink some whenever you feel like you’re about to hit your limit."
Paul Payne accepted the thermos, his eyes lighting up.
"Awesome! With this, I can keep my [Mysterious Guardian] up for everyone indefinitely!"
Meanwhile, Dexter Luther was squatting nearby, studying something with a serious expression.


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