"Can't you tell me what the characteristics of the liquid you drank were?" asked Venya as she searched among the glass cabinets."I don't remember," Marcel replied immediately. "I was in a frenzy, so I just grabbed the chemicals and downed them."Venya then faced Marcel and looked at him seriously."Do you still remember which tube you took?" She asked again."No, I told you that I just grabbed it." Marcel explained. "Is it important for us to know what liquid I drank? All that matters is that I'm okay in the end."Venya sighed."Of course it's important, because to my knowledge, none of the formula stock here is safe for consumption." She explained. "But never mind ... we'll have a hard time finding a trace of it, since there are no remains of the liquid you drank."Marcel nodded, he did not remember anything about what happened after he drank the liquid and fell into a coma."Then what do we do now?" Marcel asked curiously. "I don't understand at all, so I'll just handle the funding

"Are you serious?" Venya put on a mask and approached Marcel who was lying on the cleaned practice table. "I can't guarantee what the reaction will be ... Why don't we use mice or something?"Marcel looked up at the ceiling above him thoughtfully.A while ago, he had indeed offered himself to Venya to be a guinea pig in their trials."Good idea," Marcel said. "Every formula we come up with should be tested on humans and animals, only then will we know the difference."Venya nodded and quickly took a tube of bright green liquid and put a few drops into Marcel's mouth."How does it taste?" Venya asked carefully after Marcel swallowed the green liquid. "What do you feel, nausea? Feeling like vomiting ... or what?"Marcel tasted the liquid, he felt a bitter sensation for a few seconds. Afterward he tasted nothing but bland water with no mixture at all."No reaction yet," Marcel replied. "It was bitter at first, but suddenly the taste just disappeared and turned into plain water.""Oh yeah

"I can't be sure," the woman shook her head. "But what is certain is that you are not like me, my father, and other humans ... Your blood seems to be created with complicated elements that I don't really understand ... Maybe that's why, you have different reactions when you should feel the pain of being scalded, or your energy is quickly replenished even though you only eat a little bread ...."Marcel was silent for a long time, listening to Venya's explanation about the irregularities."Could it be because I ... drank that liquid?" said Marcel while thinking hard. "Unfortunately I don't know what kind of liquid I drank, maybe you can research it if you have some left over ...."Venya shook her head, she remembered very well what the atmosphere was like when she first smuggled into the lab with her father."When my father and I arrived, there were mop marks on the floor that were full of dust." Venya described."Do you see any other marks? Maybe the bottle I drank from ... or some lef

"Shirley!" scolded Marcel, who felt his blood boil, not out of jealousy but because his status as husband and son-in-law in this house was never considered at all."Dude, she's my wife!" said Marcel again in a louder voice. "Keep your hands off her!"Both Shirley and the man turned to Marcel."What's wrong with you?" scoffed the man with a flushed face. "Am I bothering you, Beautiful?"Shirley chuckled."Don't you mind my husband, Peter!" She waved her hand as she giggled amused. "He's probably tired because he's been busy attending to our needs."Marcel shook his head as he watched two humans who were completely ignorant of his existence."Stop this party!" Marcel ordered Shirley sternly. "It's almost morning already, don't you think about other people's peace?""Who the hell is that, so loud?""Can't you just enjoy the atmosphere?"Ronnie and Ciko's voices interrupted each other."This is it, Bro! Marcel's ruining our peace!" exclaimed Shirley as she glanced sarcastically at Marcel.

The chaos of the party was finally contained until the sun was almost up.After his brothers-in-law were laid to rest in their respective rooms, Marcel and the other servants struggled to clear up the party rubbish and clean the room until there were no more traces of drinking."I'm so tired!" Marcel complained in front of Venya when he came to the lab early. "This is the formula you gave me, I only used a little. The servants said that they felt unusual energy."Venya took the formula back and looked at Marcel. "Are you coming to drink?""I forgot ....""They should keep their stamina up for the next few hours, but you look weak already ...."Marcel laid down beside Meru who was busy scribbling on a paper.Venya quickly made Marcel something in the lab, which was a modern concoction of several ingredients mixed and concocted according to the knowledge he had gained so far."Drink up," Venya ordered as she handed Marcel a filled cup."What is this, Venya?""You won't understand even i