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    His hand slips a little as he pours the toxins into a cup. He’s taking more than he should, but who can blame him for wanting to get ahead a little? The more poison he consumes, the more he’ll be able to tolerate.

    It would only make him stronger once he pulled through anyway, he thinks as he downs the poison. It fights through his throat as if it knows it doesn’t belong in his body.

    His head starts to spin. Ah, it seems the numerous toxins he’s consumed have started to kick in. Sure, he had to take a day off, but he hardly minded. More time to spend with Zhongli. Of course, he’d have to wait till the man got off from work and whatnot, but he’d have plenty of time to spend with him now that he didn’t have any obligations for the next day.

    Mithridatism, or the act of poisoning oneself in gradually increasing increments to gain immunity, is all in a day's work for a Fatui Harbinger.

    When Childe takes just a little more than he's supposed to, however, things don't go so well. But when he gets out of this, his immunity to the poisons will be stronger than ever, so it can't be that bad. And at least Zhongli's here to take care of him through it all.

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