《Psychic Parasite》Chapter 336: Tier 3 Skill—Healing Salve
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"Relic C120109. Base Skill: Tier 3. Fused Skill Name: Enhanced Healing Salve. Tier 1 Skill: Enhanced Smell, Tier 2 Skill: Speed Burst, Tier 3 Skill: Healing Salve." Jyorta looked at the description of the fused Skill, "The healing effect of the salve is more enhanced. The energy consumption is accordingly higher."
"That's it?" Jyorta saw the description about it end just like that. His gaze then hovered on the Tier 3 Skill, Healing Salve, "So, this is what we depended on before Regen came into being?"
"Yes," The middle-aged man's gruff voice replied, "When the Skill is activated, energy is consumed to produce a paste. This paste has medicinal properties. When applied on a wound, the salve assimilates into it, turning into the respective body part."
"That's impressive," Jyorta marvelled.
"Not exactly," The gruff voice replied, "After applying the salve in the wound, we have to plaster it and give it time for it to take effect. Depending on the severity of the wound, it might take anywhere from a day to a week. And, for injuries of Shifters and above, the duration is even longer."
His tone turned awkward, "And, it is not to mention the tedious process we have to take to ensure it heals the right part. Suppose a person had lost his arm; then we would have to spend many healing sessions by applying a small layer over his wound, and wait until the arm regrows step by step. And, if we don't operate precisely, the nerves might not even grow while the flesh occupies the place it was supposed to exist."
"But, with an Esper taking charge, it should be easy to do everything right?" Jyorta retorted, his statement originating from his knowledge of Wave Controllers and above.
"Well, it is incredibly effective, depending on the mode of usage," The gruff voice acknowledged, "Its healing effect occurs by assimilating into the body. So, whether human or Frenzy Beast, it is effective on both. And, after it is produced, it can be stored."
After a second of pause, the gruff voice continued, "From what I am told, healing salve has a shelf life of hundred years. So, in times of need, it can be used."
"When Espers with Regen run out of psychic energy, we can make do with the healing salve." Jyorta nodded, looking at it in a new light. Even though its effect was largely inferior to Regen, just its shelf life alone outweighed its defects.
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It was a substance that could be accumulated and stored for a long period.
"Well, it is still incomparable to Regen. To use the healing salve, you have to be knowledgeable about the human body and should also possess enough skills to operate on one without error. Even then, there is a chance for failure." The gruff voice said with a hint of mockery, "But, even a peerless idiot can use Regen and successfully heal the wounded without any problems. The two cannot even be compared."
"One is instantaneous while the other is slow but can be accumulated. If they are used in conjunction, the results should be amazing." Jyorta nodded, watching the cup-shaped Relic. If he inserted his psychic arm into it and supplied it energy, then the Relic would produce the healing salve in the cup.
He could scoop out the contents and produce it again and again until he ran out of energy. Jyorta thought about it, proceeding to the next shelf. He already possessed Regen, so obtaining a Relic for healing was unnecessary.
And, unlike Regen, healing salve didn't heal the wounds instantly. So, even in cases of emergencies, like when he was in the Wilds and had been injured, healing salve wouldn't be able to save his life in time.
Instead of that, he could just siphon the energy in his soul to fuel his Regen and heal himself. That was a better option. Just when he thought of that, a thought struck him as Jyorta inquired, "Sir, if we consume the healing salve, can our body digest it? If yes, will it replenish my psychic energy?"
"Yes, it can. By the time its healing effects could kick in, your body would have digested it. When you are a Wave Controller, the effects are further pronounced as your digestive ability further improves." The gruff voice replied, catching his line of thought, "When you are on a mission in the Wilds, the ration you receive is the healing salve compressed into small pellets. Unless you are not pressed for time, eating them would recover your energy faster."
"Sir, since they are used as ration, then the Developers that possess this Skill, what do they do usually?" Jyorta's eyes glinted, his mind calculating the factors that went into play revolving it.
The staff grasped the details from the minor movements in his facial muscles, sighing as he replied, "When Developers are not in missions and have abundant energy to spare, they produce this healing salve and sell it to Central Command or any organisation they are a part of. In exchange, they obtain money for their daily usage."
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'Healing Salve is quite rare among the Tier 3 Skills. Less than one percent of the Developers Nurture this Skill. I can use this to increase my development speed. Also, since I possess the Trait of Efficiency, I should be able to digest this pretty quickly and efficiently, on the same level as Wave Controllers. And, the effect of this Relic should be good enough for my use. If I am low on cash, I can also sell the healing salve for money. Its worth is greater than most Tier 3 Relics that are only useful in one way.'
'Also,' Jyorta slapped his head, feeling like an idiot, 'Can't I siphon soul energy from others? If I siphon the soul energy from Tier 1 Frenzy Beasts, I should be able to replenish my reserves faster. Also, if I selectively alter my corrosion, I can corrode the murkiness and only absorb the soul energy. I have to try it in practice and see if it is efficient.'
'if it is possible, I can use the excess energy to produce more healing salve and store it for later consumption. This way, the time I can spend in the Labyrinth of Frenzy will increase, allowing me to harness more Credits.'
Jyorta looked at the other end of the corridor, pointing at the cup-shaped Relic.
The staff's gruff voice resounded, "Alright, do you want to exchange for another Relic, or are you done?"
"I still want to see the others. I am also planning to exchange for another Relic." Jyorta looked at the next shelf, thinking, 'I am primarily relying on my aura to fight now. I'm not making the best use of my psychic energy. I need a Relic that could unleash long-ranged attacks.'
Jyorta frowned, thinking if he should obtain the Relic with the Amplified Mental Frenzy Skill in it. 'No, the reason Mental Frenzy is feared is because the user can actively control it according to the situation. Without that control, the Skill would be many times weaker.'
Jyorta then muttered out loud, "Sir, is there a Tier 4 Relic where the base Skill is the Tier 3 Skill, Healing Salve?"
"There is," The gruff voice replied, "But, it is not here. Such a Relic has strategic value and is in the possession of Central Command."
"And…" Just when Jyorta was about to speak, the gruff voice interrupted him, "I know what you wish to ask. Any Relic, Tier 4, and Tier 5 that has a Tier 3 Skill as the base have strategic value. They are all owned by powerful organisations and never leave Marble City. The Relics that individuals can possess are only normal Relics."
"I see," Jyorta nodded, slightly disappointed as he looked at the next Relic, solely focusing on the Tier 3 Skills. Espers were only capable of making use of Relics with either Tier 1 or Tier 3 Skills.
There was a lot of information about Tier 3 Skills he was clueless about. Even in the Portal, there was only a one-liner about Skills Tier 3 and beyond.
As for the Skills of the Frenzy Beasts, there was detailed information, spanning tens of pages per each. Even documentary videos of their practical application, simulated programs depicting their effects, etc. were also available.
This showed Marble City's stance. To learn more about themselves, they first should be qualified enough. The information they possessed should only be in accordance with their strength. Otherwise, when they were captured by their enemies, there is a higher risk of information leakage.
The stronger one was, the greater their life-preserving methods, and the more resolute they were in killing themselves when captured, preventing the enemies from obtaining both information and their fused organs.
But, to fight against the enemy better, one must be knowledgeable about them first. That was why information about their enemies was detailed and available to even the students.
Now, it was a chance for Jyorta to know more about their Tier 3 Skills. The fact that the information was available in this place was Marble City's way of saying, "You earned the right to look at the Relics and know more about them."
The first check the staff had performed before was to see if he had enough Credits to exchange for a Tier 3 Relic. Only after was he given permission. If he hadn't, then he would have been denied then and there.
Jyorta looked at the Tier 3 Skill present in the next Relic, his eyes widening in surprise at the name. it was something he was quite familiar with, the Skill that had become part of his worst nightmares.
Tier 3 Skill—Sensory Invisibility!
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