"Son, what did you use on my body yesterday?"

At the breakfast table, Jonathan, the father, was eating sandwiches made by Martha, completely unaware of his near-death experience from poisoning and high fever the day before.

In fact, his body had never been better, as if he had endless strength. He looked slightly puzzled.

"It's the Bacchus Factor."@@novelbin@@

"What is this Bacchus? Is it a metal?"

Jonathan looked confused, wondering if he would have any problems going through airport security in the future.

"Something like that."

Knowing common sense, metals cannot be ingested. David chose a more easily acceptable explanation: "You can think of it as an herbal soup."

Although the Bacchus Factor can make people immortal and revive the dead, Jonathan's appearance did not change much.

However, Rao, who had lived for over seven hundred years with eternal youth, also had a middle-aged appearance. Even the Joker, who had the purest Bacchus Factor in the comics, did not have the face of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old.

"Perhaps the Bacchus Factor has no effect on the host's appearance?"

"Herbal soup?"

Martha held a test tube with a green liquid metal inside, hesitating. Her son asked her to drink it this morning, claiming it would be good for her body.

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