Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 1482

Severin immediately gestured for everyone to quiet down. He awkwardly smiled and said, "There's no need to worry, refining this kind of pill is simple. I can easily refine two to three hundred pills in a day, no problem at all."

Here, Severin paused and continued, "However, I don't have enough materials. I need you all to go and find them. If you find a Burial Soul Herb, I can refine this kind of pill for you. I will stay here for a while. Once all of you have the pills, I will leave. So, you don't need to worry."

An old man, upon hearing this, could not help but gasp and then grimaced, saying, "Senior, being able to refine two to three hundred pills like this in a day is already incredible. Your speed is unmatched. Finding the spiritual herbs should be easy for us, but, but..."

Seeing the distressed look on the old man's face, Severin furrowed his brow and asked, "But what?"

The old man finally spoke, "But, we have to take the antidote pills the elders provided every three days. For instance, I took mine yesterday. I only have two days left. In another two days, if we can't take the antidote to suppress the Torture Spell Worms, we will die."

Severin fell silent immediately. He slapped his forehead and said, "I'm sorry, I almost forgot about this. There are over a thousand people here, and a few hundred have gone to find the herbs. With so many people, it will take me at least a week. Even if I don't eat or drink and refine the pills with all my might, it will still take a week."

"We're done for. Does that mean most of us here will die? When the effects of the previous pills wear off, we will die?" Someone instantly became dumbfounded.

The twenty people who had volunteered to be the guinea pigs felt secretly fortunate. After all, they had escaped the misery. As for the rest, those who were lucky might survive with the pill, but those who were not might be doomed.

"Senior, I have a grade-four spiritual herb here. Can you please consider it first?"

"Senior, I'm young, and I'm a woman. Can you give me one first? I'll go find the Burial Soul Herb right away."

In an instant, everyone panicked. Getting the pill earlier meant a chance of survival. If they did not get the pill before the time ran out, they were as good as dead.