Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 33 - 30 So Toxic_1

It seems I really am immune to my own venom, but that may not be the case for others or other animals. I need to test the specific toxicity. Before understanding the extent of the toxicity, I should be more careful in daily life so as not to harm someone else.

After pondering for a while, Feng Yi refocused and continued with the next steps in the instructional video on his phone.

Deboning, cleaning out the insides, clumsily fumbling through it.

Washing, slicing…

As I sliced, it turned into cutting chunks.

Fine, I’ll just make stir-fried eel chunks, home-style.

Looking at the ingredients available at home, Feng Yi chose the simplest version of the dish.

Bustling about in haste, drenched in sweat, he finally managed to finish after a good while.

During the period when his tooth ached and his face was swollen, cooking had been about choosing the simplest methods; he would either get the ingredients prepped at the supermarket and simply stew them at home to quickly replenish energy—taste was of secondary importance.

Now, facing these ingredients he’d never tried before, it was hard to do well.

Feng Yi looked at the plate of freshly stir-fried eel chunks on the table.

Color: Not very attractive. As a novice at cooking eel, one should not expect too much.

Aroma: It smelled odd. Why would such delightful spices mixed together produce such a peculiar smell?

Flavor…

He picked up a piece with chopsticks.

Savored it carefully.

Damn, it’s disgusting.

It must be the venom’s fault!

Although it didn’t taste good, Feng Yi still finished it. He couldn’t waste it, and he owed it to the effort he had put in.

After eating, he turned on his phone and ordered some takeout.

As for the remaining eel in the bucket, Feng Yi decided it would be better to ask Wu Ji’s parents for help, otherwise it would be too wasteful.

The next day, Feng Yi didn’t go out to explore the “different world”; he put on a mask early and went to the supermarket.

After selecting some seasonings, Feng Yi headed to the seafood section.

Shrimp, crab, soft-shelled turtle, various fish… they all looked quite lively.

In the morning, this area was particularly crowded, and Feng Yi felt dizzy from the mix of smells. His mask couldn’t block these odors. After getting accustomed to it, Feng Yi started observing how the other shoppers picked their fish, while he considered what to buy and test for toxicity later.

After the abnormal climate changes, the variety of aquatic products available in supermarkets decreased, but the commonly eaten ones were still available.

When there were fewer people around, Feng Yi walked to the seafood counter to see which tanks had the livelier fish, since he didn’t want to buy live fish that would die on the way home.

During the time he had been observing, he hadn’t learned how to pick out a good fish. Some species are naturally sluggish and don’t move much, which makes it difficult for someone unfamiliar to tell which one is more energetic.

However, after walking around the seafood counter a couple of times, Feng Yi found a method—

The ones that showed signs of avoidance behavior, especially those that moved away quickly, were very lively. Those that reacted slowly or didn’t try to evade at all were iffy.

Feng Yi slowly walked along the seafood counter, scrutinizing the fish.

Soon, he set his sights on one. It was a big grass carp.

As one of the four major domestic fishes, grass carp is also commonly purchased for dishes like braised fish slices, boiled fish, and fish with rice crust, most of which are made with grass carp.

Feng Yi asked the staff to help net it.

“Do you need it gutted?” asked the worker.

“No, I’ll kill it myself when I get home.”

The seafood counter offered live fish packaging services, some of which required an additional fee, depending on the customer’s choice.

While the fish was being weighed and packaged, Feng Yi heard a splashing noise from another tank and looked over.

It was a snakehead fish.

Also known as black fish or talented fish, it’s aggressive by nature. But it makes for a delicious meal.

The commotion earlier was due to the snakeheads fighting inside the tank. If it weren’t for the glass lid, the water would’ve splashed far away.

“Trouble you for those two, please help me net them and package them up,” Feng Yi pointed at the two that were aggressively darting around in the tank.

Thus, one big grass carp and two snakeheads became Feng Yi’s poisoned fish two hours later.

These fish, much larger than the eels, did not last longer under the poison.

Feng Yi had elevated the toxicity level of his venom by one grade. He had initially rated himself a C, but now it seemed to be at least a B+.

Of course, this was just a conservative estimate since he had only tested it on fish and not on mammals. He thought about taking long-handled tongs with him when he went out next time; if he encountered a big rat, he could catch one to test his poison.

After a meal that was not particularly enjoyable,

Feng Yi sighed, looking at the fish bones on his plate.

The poison was still very toxic; he needed to take precautions. Before he became proficient in controlling it, Feng Yi decided he should still wear a mask when going out. Otherwise, if an incident caused his fangs to leak poison, and he suddenly couldn’t control a sneeze, and just then the person across happened to have an open wound…

At the same time, he needed to improve his control over his poison glands; he couldn’t be passive.

After eating and drinking his fill, Feng Yi placed a bowl under his fangs to catch the venom and then, cupping his cheeks with his hands, he squeezed the poison glands. The venom easily oozed out.

“This definitely won’t do!”

It was now easy to express the venom without using his hands to squeeze his cheeks; he could control it. But stopping the venom from flowing out took considerable effort. He still had to coordinate his facial muscles; the muscles near his poison glands needed training.

Feng Yi searched online for various facial muscle exercises and selected the ones that seemed suitable to practice. In the meantime, he also practiced controlling the poison glands and adjacent muscles during the venom extraction process. Just training that wasted almost half a bowl of venom every day.

Since he wasn’t sure about the toxicity of the venom, Feng Yi didn’t dare discard it directly. After heating it to denature the toxic proteins within, he tested it on another eel to ensure it was not very toxic before flushing it down the toilet.

After doing this for five or six days, he didn’t know if it was still the evolution period where any change was apparent, but the “puffy” feeling that had developed when the poison glands first evolved had gone back down.

Compared to the original appearance, his facial contours were now sharper and there was an added sense of ruggedness.

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When he propped his face in his hands and squeezed the poison glands again, it was no longer as easy to express the venom as before. As long as he controlled the poison glands, he could prevent accidentally injuring people nearby, skyrocketing the safety level!

Feng Yi was particularly pleased, what his face looked like was secondary—the poison glands couldn’t be out of control!

As long as I don’t want to, no one can make a drop of poison come out from my teeth by pinching my face!!!