Originally, what Ethan Brooks was supposed to do was to activate his internal energy technique, gather the qi, and then guide it smoothly into his dantian. But now, he couldn’t immediately let the qi enter his dantian; instead, he had to use his energy to expel the poison...

　　Time passed bit by bit. Ethan Brooks gradually forced the poison out of his body. It was difficult at first, but as time went on, he was able to control more and more qi, and expelling the poison became much smoother.

　　When the qi was flowing more and more smoothly, Ethan Brooks—

　　Fell asleep!

　　No wonder it’s called the Turtle Breathing Technique—when practicing it, there’s really no difference from sleeping. Ethan Brooks simply let his body circulate the energy on its own, while he went off to connect with the daughter of Duke Zhou from another world in his dreams.

　　Early the next morning, before dawn, Ethan Brooks finished circulating his energy, drew the qi into his dantian, and checked his body at the same time, discovering that the toxins had been expelled.

　　“Mr. Carter really didn’t lie to me. Internal energy can indeed heal injuries and expel poison. Could it be that Mr. Carter is also a martial arts master?” That was Ethan Brooks’s first reaction. He hadn’t been sure about using internal energy to expel poison, since he’d never been poisoned before. And the one who taught him internal energy, Mr. Brooks, had never mentioned it. In modern times, since martial artists rarely roamed the jianghu, these basic facts had gradually stopped being discussed.

　　If he hadn’t read a few martial arts novels during class in the past, he wouldn’t have thought of using internal energy to expel poison. Instead, he would have called 120—wait, there’s no 120 here, and no phone either, so he should have gone to find a doctor.

　　Uh, you’re asking who Mr. Carter is? If you have to ask that, all I can say is—sigh, how sad!

　　And immediately, Ethan Brooks had a second reaction—he smelled terrible, and his body was sticky and covered in “black mud.” Looks like the detoxification really worked.

　　“Where’s the bathroom!” Ethan Brooks jumped up. He wasn’t looking for the bathroom to take a shower, but because of his third reaction—his stomach hurt, and he needed to expel more poison...

　　Relying on memory and common sense, Ethan Brooks found and rushed into the toilet!

Chapter 3: Man Can Conquer Nature

　　“This world is really interesting. It clearly looks like a medieval era, but it has bathroom fixtures similar to flush toilets, and the city even has a complete sewer system. If it weren’t for the lack of electricity, I’d really think this was some ancient city in modern Europe.” Ethan Brooks muttered to himself as he washed the grime off his body.

　　There are many things in this world that are similar to modern appliances, but instead of using electricity or gasoline, they use magical energy. The bathroom fixtures Ethan Brooks was using now were one such example.

　　Ethan Brooks couldn’t be bothered to figure out why. For him, it was just convenient.

　　No matter the world or the system, most people—especially commoners—pursue a comfortable and easy life. So, many scientists in this world (or “alchemists,” as they call themselves) have invented all sorts of things, though the main focus is still on weapons of war. If not for that, this world would probably be even more advanced.

　　And this was the capital of the Qili Kingdom, so of course the facilities were complete. That was good news for Ethan Brooks, since he was a standard lazybones.

　　“Speaking of which, Mr. Carter did mention that taking a moderate amount of poison while practicing can speed up progress. Turns out he was right. I only practiced for one night yesterday, and my progress is equivalent to three years of training before.” Ethan Brooks sighed. “Could it be that Mr. Carter is a master among masters? Should I take a little poison every night from now on? Hope I don’t get addicted.”

　　In just one night, Ethan Brooks’s internal energy technique had reached a level that would take an ordinary person several years to achieve. Of course, there were many factors: this world’s Ethan Brooks already had some qi, his own mental state was already at the right level, so training was twice as effective with half the effort, and relearning is always easier.

　　But it’s also possible that expelling poison played a role. Because of this decision, in the days to come, Ethan Brooks would take a little poison almost every night while practicing, and his internal energy progress would skyrocket.

　　As a result, he really did get addicted. If he didn’t take a little poison while practicing, he felt weird. He even liked to try new things, and there was a benefit to this: his resistance to toxins became extremely strong—he was practically immune to all poisons.

　　There was another effect: the more he detoxified, the fairer and more delicate his skin became. Eventually, even women with the best skin started to envy him. This really was a great way to whiten your skin—provided you know qigong!!

　　Actually, you don’t even have to talk about the future. Even now, after just one night, anyone familiar with Ethan Brooks would notice he’d become much fairer.

　　Just look at how smug Ethan Brooks looks in the mirror right now!

　　Get lost, I don’t care about being fair-skinned. That would make me a pretty boy. When that happens, I’ll do sunbathing like Louis Koo—no, I’ll go even further and sunbathe in the desert. I’ll definitely turn into a charcoal head!

　　But then again, being a pretty boy isn’t so bad. At least I’d have food and clothing and wouldn’t have to worry about anything else.

　　After showering and changing into clean clothes, Ethan Brooks faced his first challenge since arriving in this time—breakfast! He searched the entire kitchen and rummaged through the whole cellar, only to find a single clove of garlic!

　　Dude, you’re really down and out. You’ve reached the point where you don’t even have rice to cook, and you don’t even have money to buy any. Are you really a noble?