Although reluctant, Tang looked at his large bed. Between choosing 'resisting the rules and lying down to accept punishment' and 'chatting, enduring for now, and not strangling the oblivious idiot', he tearfully chose the latter.
After all, his magical item had a bit of a nasty streak.
System: 'Humans, they're just cheap~'
Tang: "..."
Tang was speechless and secretly vowed that he would strangle this system sooner or later.
No, he should hang it from the ceiling as his marionette.
'Hehe~'
Tang opened the door with a blank expression. Owen stood outside in a linen shirt, looking like he was also ready to rest.
He was holding a wooden box, his expression solemn, but in Tang's eyes, he still looked like a mysterious and annoying brat.
Tang glanced at the personal maid beside him. The maid curtsied to him and then closed the door.
"What's wrong? What did Father say to you?"
Owen didn't speak, first handing the box in his hand to Tang.
Tang took it and opened the wooden box, seeing a still-beating black heart inside.
The black heart seemed to be alive, still contracting and relaxing continuously.
And when the wooden box was opened, the surrounding spirituality seemed to be rapidly draining away. The feeling of death and decay was continuously entering the real world through the heart as a bridge. Tang activated his spirit vision and scrutinized the object before him.
System: 'Identifying, one identification attempt has been automatically consumed, remaining identification attempts: 139.'
'Host, this item belongs to Sequence Four of the 'Sleepwalker' pathway, the extraordinary characteristic of an Undying.'
'Reverse analyze the 'Undying' potion formula? This method requires an undetermined number of identification attempts. Note: Analyzing the potion formula in this way requires a higher number of identification attempts, please choose carefully.'
"No."
Tang closed the lid, his eyebrows slightly raised.
"Father gave this to you?"
"Yes," Owen said, sitting heavily on the wooden chair. "He told me the promotion ritual and the Sequence Five potion formula as well."
As a high-sequence angel, Baron Ramd, after remembering many things and gradually recovering his power, it was not strange for him to obtain a Sequence Four extraordinary characteristic from somewhere and give it to his child to use as the main ingredient for a potion.
After all, for a high-sequence angel, the child of the Death God, although Sequence Four potions were rare, they would always know where to find the corresponding main ingredients, extraordinary creatures, or directly the corresponding Sequence Four extraordinary being.
"But you are only Sequence Six, and you haven't even finished digesting it yet. Directly consuming the Sequence Four potion formula will only turn you into a monster."
Giving Owen the Sequence Four potion so early, was it because Father had already begun preparing for another bout of amnesia? Tang secretly speculated about his father's thoughts and also had some ideas of his own.
"So I want you to help me turn this 'Undying' extraordinary characteristic into a magical item," Owen said. "You know very powerful craftsmen, don't you?"
The magical items Tang himself possessed were all made using the system's 'Craftsman Module', so it wasn't strange for Owen to know he had access to such channels.
Tang placed the box on the table and nodded. "Yes, this isn't a big problem, but it will take some time."
After all, the system's craftsman processing also needed a certain amount of time to complete.
"That's not a problem," Owen nodded, then continued, "As for what kind of item it can be made into... I only hope the negative effects won't be too great."
"Magical items at the demigod level generally have considerable negative effects... I'll do my best," Tang said.
He hadn't used the system to create anything at the demigod level and didn't know what it would produce, so he couldn't guarantee anything.
"Also, I plan to join the army."
Tang was surprised. "Join the army? Why?"
"If you want to digest the potion, you are not of the Hunter pathway. You don't need to go to the army for acting. You should be going to the spirit world or the underworld to find undead creatures for acting."
If he joined the army, it would be very easy for him to be discovered by the military and the Augustus family, thus revealing something.
"Father is leaving," Owen said. "I plan to go to the kingdom's army and earn military merit."
Owen had always wanted to become a knight since he was a child, and now that he had worked hard to obtain a noble title, he had fulfilled his childhood dream.
He clenched his fist, his expression firm. "Brother, you and Mother wait. Your brother will earn a Tingen for you."
Tang's mouth twitched. "...What kind of daydream are you having in the middle of the night?"
"Instead of this, you should go pray to the Lady of the Night and ask Her to give you a good dream. That's more realistic."
Do you even know how big Tingen is?
Owen's expression fell, and before he could say anything, Tang saw him out, kicking him out of the bedroom.
"Hiss—"
Tang clapped his hands. "Alright, early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise. The magical item will probably take about ten days. I'll give it to you when it's done... If there's anything else, let's talk tomorrow. Good night, and don't let the door hit you on the way out. I'm going to sleep."
With a snap, the door closed.
Owen: "..."
Tsk, so cold-blooded.
Quietly lying on the bed and wriggling for a bit, Tang sat up and looked at the wooden box Owen had left behind.
He got up, picked up the wooden box, and put it, along with the extraordinary characteristic inside, into the system warehouse.
'Recycling one 'Undying' corresponding extraordinary characteristic, the corresponding sealing method has been established.'
"System, open 'Craftsman'."
Tang sighed, picked up the silver knife from the corner of the table, and set up a spiritual wall to isolate the inside from the outside.
'Craftsman has been opened.'
As the system's mechanical voice sounded, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to change.
Centered on Tang, the entire room seemed to radiate strange, ripple-like fluctuations. Rays of light, seemingly composed of countless basic particles, floated in the room, the light and shadow intertwined, hazy and illusory.
Tang sat on the bed, ignoring the various mystical symbols that constantly appeared around him. He looked at the system interface, which had suddenly changed its appearance, and mentally clicked on the Sequence Four extraordinary characteristic in the system warehouse, submitting it to the 'Craftsman Module'.
'Sequence Four: Undying.'
'The Undying possess nearly infinite lifespan. Those who successfully advance become more powerful in their control over undead creatures.'
'They are the controllers of death, initially grasping the concept of 'death', and can freely enter the spirit world and the underworld using 'doors'.'
'They initially possess the image of mythical creatures, and living beings that meet their gaze without the protection of divinity will gradually become slaves to death.'
(End of this chapter)