133: Chapter 132 Muscle Memory, It's All Muscle Memory

Seeing Daphne in this state, Byron did not disturb her, letting her ponder on her own while he sat on the sofa waiting.

After a while, Daphne looked up at Byron with a grievance-filled face, her voice choked with sobs.

"Master, my memory is incomplete, and I cannot recall many things."

Hearing this, Byron asked calmly: "Then what things do you still remember now?"

Daphne said in a muffled voice: "Before I was sent to the Beilike Slave Chamber of Commerce, I only remember some scattered things."

"As for the things after being sent to the Beilike Slave Chamber of Commerce, I know most of them."

After saying this, Daphne asked with red-rimmed eyes: "Master, what should I do? It seems I cannot answer your question."

Byron shook his head slightly: "It's fine. To me, this is also an answer. No need to blame yourself."

He was not intentionally comforting Daphne by telling some white lie to deceive her; after all, he didn't have that much energy, nor did he want to spend that much energy.

Daphne's incomplete memory was actually a kind of answer itself.

It meant that the Beilike Slave Chamber of Commerce definitely hid secrets they didn't want outsiders to know, otherwise, they wouldn't have sealed or deleted a portion of these slaves' memories.

Moreover, this incident also revealed that the Beilike Slave Chamber of Commerce must possess a method capable of targeting memory or even the Soul.

Knowing this was enough for Byron; he didn't have the morbid curiosity to pry into others' secrets.

He only asked Daphne this question to better understand the Beilike Slave Chamber of Commerce, so he could adjust his future attitude and distance towards them.

It seems that for the Beilike Slave Chamber of Commerce, he could only maintain the most basic trading relationship from now on and must not get too deeply involved.

Now he needed time to develop, not other things.

No matter how many resources he had, without time, it would all be in vain.

After figuring out his attitude towards the Beilike Slave Chamber of Commerce, Byron looked at the bewildered Wally and the slightly improved Daphne, smiling as he told them to go back and rest.

After saying this, he also returned to his room.

He had been busy for so long today, and in the previous half-month, his mind had not relaxed at all; it was time to get some good rest.

Therefore, Byron did not practice Meditation that night and chose to have a good sleep instead.

Honestly, he had almost forgotten when the last time he slept was.

It seemed that ever since he learned Meditation, the frequency and duration of his sleep had become shorter and shorter.

Especially when conducting experiments, he wouldn't sleep at all. If he felt mentally exhausted, he would practice Meditation for a while to recover his spirit, then continue the experiment.

Seeing Byron return to his room and close the door without calling her, a flash of disappointment crossed Daphne's eyes, and she could only return to her room dejectedly.

...

The next morning, Byron looked at the sunlight streaming into the room from the window and stretched lazily with a languid expression.

It had to be said, sleeping occasionally was truly comfortable; he felt his whole body relax, and his nerves were not as tense as before.

After getting up and pushing the door open, Byron saw Daphne, dressed in a long skirt, standing in front of the dining table with her hands clasped over her lower abdomen, looking at him with a bright smile.

On the dining table, an exquisite breakfast was laid out.

When Daphne saw Byron, the already bright smile on her face became even more vivid, and a vibrant voice rang out.

"Master, breakfast is ready. After I serve you with your wash, you can eat immediately."

As she spoke, Daphne pushed Byron towards the washroom. Byron didn't react for a moment, but he washed up and finished breakfast under Daphne's service.

By the time he came to his senses, he was already sitting on the sofa.

Thinking about what had just happened, Byron secretly condemned himself: corrupt, simply too corrupt!

Byron would never admit that he enjoyed what had just happened; it was all just the body memory of the original owner.

After all, the original owner was a nobleman's child from birth, and he must have developed this physical habit.

"Hoo—, yes, Daphne, right there, use a bit more force."

Thinking this, Byron felt the sensation and pressure from his head and said subconsciously in a relaxed voice.

Daphne stood behind Byron, using her ten slender, scallion-white fingers to massage his head.

Hearing Byron's words, Daphne smiled vibrantly: "Okay Master, then I will increase the force!"

Byron felt it and said: "Yes, that's the right amount of force, comfortable."

Just like that, time passed slowly without him realizing it.

I don't know how long it had been, but in the passage leading to the basement, Byron looked serious, looking ahead and saying:

"Daphne, later I will teach you how to process those Materials. Once you are proficient, you will be in charge of processing the Materials in the future, so you must work hard."

Daphne, who was following closely behind Byron, heard this and nodded vigorously, her beautiful face tightening.

"Don't worry Master, Daphne will definitely study hard and will never let you down!"

Byron nodded: "Alright, good spirit and attitude. If you learn to process Materials quickly, I will teach you some preliminary extraction of Materials. Don't complain that it's tiring when the time comes."

Hearing this, Daphne's eyes lit up, and she patted her chest vigorously.

"Don't worry Master, Daphne would never do that. The more things I can share for Master, the happier Daphne is!"

Hearing this, Byron smiled and nodded, saying nothing more.

Not long after, the two walked into the basement one after another.

Byron took a slight look at the control crystal, and finding no abnormalities, he pushed the door and walked into the storage area.

Entering, Byron took Daphne straight to where the Materials were stored.

Arriving at the location, Byron selected all the necessary Materials.

Afterward, Byron did not let Daphne start immediately. After all, she had never learned knowledge in this area before, and starting rashly would only waste Materials.

Therefore, Byron had Daphne watch and learn from the side, while he began to process these Materials himself.

While processing, Byron would occasionally explain the points to note to Daphne and answer Daphne's questions.

Although there were many Materials selected, Byron processed them very quickly.

Nothing else, just pure familiarity.

The Materials he was processing now were for the 'deep meditation potion'.

That's right, it was the first potion Byron learned, and also the potion he was most skilled at and brewed the most.

The reason he brewed this potion was that Byron was most familiar with it, so the failure rate could be reduced to the lowest, the purity of the potion could be raised to the highest, and the profit earned would be the most.

After such a large purchase, the magic stones Byron had on him were almost used up, and the remaining ones were for dealing with emergencies and could not be used easily.

Therefore, Byron chose to brew this potion to earn magic stones and maintain his subsequent experiments.