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Ian ate slowly, the satisfaction of the taste easing his tense nerves.

The food was ordinary, but eating it at that moment gave me a rare sense of peace and contentment.

After the meal, Ian did not continue studying the contract.

He went to the quiet room in the small building, took off his outer robe, and went shirtless.

Beneath the skin, the jade-like luster flowed slightly with each breath, a sign that the [Furnace Tempering Technique] had reached a certain depth.

But Ian could sense that since absorbing a large amount of high-quality blood essence, the progress of his body tempering technique seemed to have reached a bottleneck.

The jade has a lustrous sheen, but it is difficult to undergo further qualitative changes.

"Simply accumulating 'quantity' seems insufficient... We need some kind of 'trigger,' or a deeper level of refinement."

He examined the sapling and the five revived fruits. The sapling had been deprived of nutrients for too long and would need to be nurtured for a long time before it could produce new fruit again.

As for the five kittens, they were well-fed and cared for in about one or two months.

"Exactly, just don't all end up crying and wailing when the time comes."

These fruits can slowly recover as long as the original kernel is not damaged.

At their core are numerous arrays of transformation runes, which can be seen as alternative potions.

It's just different from the existing knowledge system.

Nurturing requires resources, a lot of resources.

Ian assumed a fighting stance and began practicing a slow and heavy set of punches.

This is not witchcraft, but a physical technique he created by combining the [Forge Tempering Technique] with some knightly forging methods.

The aim is to have more precise control over every inch of the hammer's flesh and bones.

The movements were slow, each posture as if bearing an immense weight.

Muscle fibers emit a subtle humming sound as they stretch and contract.

A slight crackling sound came from inside the bones, like dry firewood exploding in a fire.

Sweat quickly seeped from his forehead and back, rolling like pearls under the jade's luster.

He was completely immersed in the internal changes in his body, and his breathing gradually became long and deep, in harmony with the rise and fall of his fist movements.

After an unknown amount of time, the set of punches was completed.

Ian slowly withdrew his stance, exhaling a long breath of turbid air. His aura was condensed like an arrow, shooting three meters into the air before slowly dissipating.

He walked to the corner of the quiet room, where there was a large wooden barrel about half a person's height.

It contained a dark green, viscous liquid with a strong herbal smell.

This is a body-tempering medicinal bath that he prepared himself based on the body-tempering technique formula.

With his expertise in potions, these simple concoctions were a piece of cake for him.

Ian removed his clothes and stepped into the tub.

"laugh!"

The scalding hot liquid enveloped my body, and an intense stimulating sensation instantly penetrated through every pore.

It felt like countless fine needles were pricking at me at the same time, or like a hot iron was ironing my muscles and bones.

Even with Ian's patience, he couldn't help but groan, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly.

He gritted his teeth, slowly sat down, and let the medicine soak up to his neck.

[Furnace Tempering Technique] is activated at full power, guiding the medicinal power to penetrate deeper into the flesh and blood.

Combined with the residual energy from the blood essence previously ingested, it gradually eliminates minute impurities and strengthens the most essential aspects of the body.

It was painful, but I could clearly feel my body getting stronger little by little.

This tangible feedback is so addictive.

On the ground next to the bathtub, there were several dull fragments of magic stone, which had lost most of their energy.

These high-grade magic stones provided him with the energy to maintain the temperature of the medicinal bath and to activate some of the medicinal effects.

An hour later, the liquid became much clearer and the temperature dropped.

Ian stood up from the bucket, water droplets rolling down his smooth muscle lines.

The jade-like luster on her skin seemed to have become more restrained and profound.

After drying himself off and changing into clean clothes, Ian felt a sense of clarity and well-being.

The mental fatigue was largely washed away by the physical training, and my thinking became much clearer.

He walked to the door of the next room and gently pushed it open a crack.

Inside the room, the array of constant-temperature runes emitted a soft, silvery-gray glow.

The silver sapling stood quietly in the center, its branches and leaves swaying gently in the energy mist, exuding a tranquil and peaceful aura.

Five fruits huddled together beside the tree roots, their silvery threads intertwined, as if they were holding hands and asleep.

Lucy's leaves would occasionally tremble slightly, as if she were having a dream.

Seeing that they were all safe and sound, Ian gently closed the door.

Back in the living room, he took out a book he had borrowed from the Star Library: "The Characteristics and Applications of Crystallized Spiritual Power".

I slowly began to read by the light of the crystal.

Knowledge needs time to settle, and inspiration needs to be sparked when relaxed.

In the days that followed, Ian's life entered a regular and fulfilling rhythm.

In the morning, he handles important matters at the potion shop that require his attention, or brews several batches of agreed-upon potions.

Kenna and the other three are already capable of handling things on their own, and he doesn't need to worry about ordinary level-zero potions or shop operations.

He focused more of his energy on trying to improve the first-tier [Starlight Potion].

This requires extensive experimentation, massive resources, and careful dosage adjustments.

Most of the morning was spent practicing and refining witchcraft, hoping to achieve a more perfect transformation model.

The afternoon was the main time for him to study the fusion of [Abyss Soul Contract] and [Phase Soul Weaving Technique].

The manuscripts on the table were piled higher and higher, filled with various rune combinations, assumptions about contract terms, risk projections, and solutions.

He attempted to design an otherworldly contract template that appeared "fair and reasonable," and even "tempting" to those seeking help.

Its core trap lies in the vague description of the "contractual impartial party" (actually the will of the abyss).

And the clever packaging of the "form of aid" (which is actually a woven fabric of soul projections).

This process is extremely complex and fraught with uncertainty.

He would often ponder a clause for hours, then suddenly cross it out and rewrite it.

In countless meditations, he actively guided the panel to purify and organize those dangerous fragments of abyssal knowledge.

Extract fragments about the nature of contracts, soul fraud, and loopholes in the rules of other worlds.

It was like dancing on a knife's edge; a slight misstep could lead to being corrupted by the chaotic whispers of the abyss, but he was captivated by it.

Evening is the unwavering time for body training.

They practiced fist techniques and medicinal baths, and occasionally, in the small training ground attached to the building, they would apply reinforcing runes to test the limits of their physical strength under the blessing of the [Furnace Tempering Technique].

Or practice micromanaging the ice and fire ratio of the [Frost Ray], and how to cast the [Gravity Collapse Sphere] more efficiently.

In the evening, I read, meditate, digest the essence of crystals, or simply relax.

The "war" between Gaga and the five activated fruits is the never-ending spice in this routine life.

"Hahaha, behold this Demon King's Shadow Cage!"

It shrank to the size of a fist with lightning speed.

With each flap of its wings, it left faint black trails, chasing Lucy as she ran wildly across the ground.

"The big devil is bullying Guo! Mommy, help!"

Lucy screamed, her little feet thrashing about frantically, and she bumped into the coffee table legs in a panic, spinning around twice in a daze.

Vivian tried to trip Gaga's feet with the silver thread, but it dodged her with a nimble shadow and ended up getting entangled herself instead.

"Hey! Let go of me!"

This drew a scornful look from Gaga.

Amy and Mili hid behind the bookshelf, with only two trembling leaves showing.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Benben sneaked over to the cabinet where Ian kept his potions, stretched out his silver thread, and tried to reach for a bottle of low-concentration energy potion.

"Hey! Little thief!"

Gaga, with her sharp eyes, immediately abandoned her pursuit of Lucy and swooped down.

"Wow! We've been found out!" Benben was so scared that the fruit peels became even shinier. He rolled into a ball and tried to roll away, but Gaga held him down with a paw.

"Surrender and you won't be killed!"

"I...I surrender..."

"I'm so clumsy," she said weakly, rubbing her silver hair against Gaga's paw in a fawning manner.

Ian usually just watches the little ones play around.

I only speak up to stop them when they go too far or when one of them is really about to cry.

This lively playful banter actually makes the small building feel more like a "home".

The silver sapling never actually stopped them, but gently swayed its branches and leaves, radiating a gentle aura, as if watching the children play with a smile.

Two months passed quickly amidst this research, practice, and the interplay of daily hustle and bustle and tranquility.

Ian's muscles were more defined, and his eyes were more calm and profound.

We have found a preliminary direction for improving the first-tier bloodline potion.

Although we are still far from success, we have accumulated valuable experience.

The most important result was now laid out on the stone table in front of him.

It was a contract written with special ink on the extremely tough hide of a magical beast.

The script is not the common language or the language of the abyss of this world, but a runic language that Ian has modified and that contains specific soul fluctuations.

It is ensured that only beings with a certain level of spiritual perception can "understand" the meaning above.

The contract begins solemnly and alluringly.

In the name of the endless void and the long river of fate, this covenant guides the lost and builds bridges for the seekers.

[Party A (Seeker/Prayer): [To be filled in]]

[Contractor B (Responder/Aid Provider): [Shadow of Secrecy]]

Notarization and Witnessing: The Ancient and Neutral [Echoes of the Void] (A Blurred and Neutral Disguise of the Will of the Abyss)

The terms and conditions are roughly as follows:

Desires and Costs: The person seeking help must clearly state their most urgent and genuine desires and voluntarily pay the corresponding "soul energy" as a bridge for communication and a basis for payment.

The contract emphasizes that "desires must come from the heart and costs must be paid voluntarily; this is the beginning of fairness."

Assistance Method: The respondent "Shadow of the Secret" will project a "Knowledge Projection" or "Seed of Revelation" to the person seeking help through the channel established by "Void Echoes," based on the content of the wish.

The projection shares perceptions and grows together with the person seeking help, assisting them in realizing their wishes.

Growth and Feedback: All the experiences, insights, and empowerment gained by the person seeking help will be fully inherited under the harmonization of "Void Echoes".

The terms describe this as "a natural flow of wisdom and experience, a win-win growth journey."

Restraint and protection: Neither party shall actively damage the other's core essence.

……

The entire contract looks like some kind of mysterious, neutral, charitable aid agreement.

It is full of opportunities, while the risks seem manageable.

It disguises soul binding as "shared growth," obscures the risk of contamination from the abyss as "penalty of the void," and deeply conceals Ian's true purpose.

"Once the contract is signed, the projection is complete, which also means..."

Ian gently ran his fingers over the contract, looking at the blank space to be filled in by the "requester," his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"The hardest part is... finding the 'right' goal."

Those who need to pray and make wishes to the endless void are mostly in despair or distress.

The world's energy level is too weak; Ian will not respond, and the projection's growth potential is limited.

Those with excessively high energy levels or cunning minds are more likely to see through traps or suffer a backlash.

Ideally, these should be worlds with potential, strong aspirations, and those that have hit a bottleneck or crisis for various reasons...

"Furthermore, once the projection is established, will my crystalline properties, and the panel itself, follow suit?"

This is the biggest unknown.

The panel was deeply bound to his soul, but it crossed the world barrier... Ian couldn't be sure.

He could only prepare to not follow the panel and rely solely on his own unique characteristics and wisdom to struggle and survive in the other world.

"In case the projection breaks, there's a one-year cooldown period..."

He looked at his palm and slowly clenched it.

This means that every opportunity must be cherished, every shot must be successful, and at least a solid foothold must be established.

"The cost of failure is too high."

He put away the contract scroll and walked to the window.

The moonlight outside was perfect, its cool, silvery glow bathing the towering buildings.

After two months of dedicated research, a preliminary framework has finally been developed.

But this is only the beginning.

Next, he needs to build a true abyssal altar that can communicate with the other world, and use these twenty-eight void anchor stones to stabilize the passage.

It is also necessary to continuously meditate and accumulate more fragments of abyssal knowledge for the panel to purify.

This is to address potential loopholes in the contract or conflicts with rules from other worlds.

We need to continue to improve our strength to deal with the indirect risks from other worlds that may arise from our contractual ties...

The road ahead is still long.

But in Ian's eyes, there was no confusion or fear, only a calm determination.

He looked back at the living room.

Gaga was tired from playing and fell asleep on the sofa cushions, her belly rising and falling gently with her breathing.

In the next room, the scent of the silver tree and five fruits emanated a peaceful and serene atmosphere.

What he wants to protect, what he wants to explore, is all here, and also ahead.

"Soon."

Ian muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on the endless night sky outside the window.

It's as if you can penetrate the barriers of the world and see those constantly twinkling, otherworldly stars full of unknowns and possibilities.

"Soon I'll be able to...see other worlds."