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"If my purpose is to be a war weapon, I'll gladly be so. Why do you bother teaching me about humanity?" A lost child brought upon this world by the greed of humankind. "What am I exactly made out of? Humans arrogantly claim that they created an artificial human like me inside a lab, but... They aren't capable of creating me. Their technology can't create true life." Was it purely by human effort that a miracle like him was possible? "So the multiverse really does exist... I can satisfy my hunger for knowledge, and the mysteries behind my existence might finally be solved..." Is he really ready to bear the weight he is destined to bear? "These damn humans, they just want to use me for war! They don't care about me, they don't even see me as a human! For them, I am just a tool to be used and disposed of on their whims!" What happens when something which isn't supposed to exist, does? What will happen to the esoteric strings of fate when a being outside of its chains roams free? And what happens if this supposed being possesses talents and abilities considered impossible by the world itself? It's just Chaos. Discord- https://discord.gg/pKBGPEVt

Audatic · Fantasy
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90 Chs

Havien's physique

The mastery of Qi tasting did not take a lot of time, since Havien had started eating stones which consisted of only pure qi, instead of herbs where he had to distinguish between what is the herb's natural taste and qi.

He used to take the stones inside his mouth, chew it up, and then spit it out. During the process, he remembered the taste of qi, which was made easy because of his brain power, and then he ate stones of different elements of qi, such as fire qi, water qi, lightning qi, and many more, which the old man conveniently had.

Now, Havien can walk into any famous restaurant for cultivators and completely strip down how the qi dish was made. It was hard to believe that the ability which professional chefs, who make dishes of qi, take decades to acquire was just casually learned by an 8 year old.

"Old man, I can now taste qi quite well. In fact, if I ever need money, I can just become a qi chef, that's how good I am now. What's next."