I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

Lu Yuan stared at the pile of things for a couple of moments.

You should know that he had to communicate with Hope for a long time before he could get three leaves.

Where did Margaret get these from? And judging by their condition, they're still intact, meaning they were intentionally detached.

Margaret noticed his fixed gaze and smiled.

"I promised to make her some potions, so she gave me some," Margaret continued.

"Furthermore, Hope seemed to be able to sense the condition of those around her. Her consciousness told me that there was something wrong with my pathways, and instructed me to mix these things together, crush them, and make them into a powder to help alleviate my symptoms."

After listening, Lu Yuan nodded, resting his chin on his hand.

It seems that Hope's awareness is very clear, and they are actively monitoring their surroundings.

No wonder I couldn't get more materials; it seems I think I'm a normal person and don't need them.

Under Lu Yuan's watchful eye, Margaret placed the few leaves and the small section of root into a container, ground them into powder, and mixed them with holy water.

After the leaves and roots were crushed, they emitted only a faint golden light, not deep, like roadside dust, nothing special.

But the moment the powder and holy water mixed, the golden light almost shattered the medicine bottle.

Grayish-white text appeared before Lu Yuan's eyes.

[Special agent detected: Hope]

Lu Yuan's eyes lit up as he looked at the gray text.

nice one.

Margaret raised an eyebrow at the dazzlingly bright bottle of potion in front of her.

Clearly, this was the first time she had ever seen such a bright potion.

Hope, on the other hand, shook its leaves, looking as if it had never seen the world before.

Margaret did not hesitate any longer and drank the potion in one gulp.

Golden light slid down her throat, and her flesh seemed to be translucent through the golden light, with even the blood vessels inside clearly visible.

As the medicine slid into her stomach, Margaret suddenly stood up, crossed her legs, and ran stiffly backward.

Lu Yuan was taken aback.

What's wrong?

Margaret waved to Lu Yuan, "No need to follow me, I'm fine."

They disappeared in a flash.

Is there some side effect that causes diarrhea?

Lu Yuan roughly figured it out.

It's important to know that once a supernatural or mutated superhuman reaches the third level, they basically no longer need to use the toilet like normal people, but they still need to eat.

It is estimated that they will truly transcend the realm of humanity after reaching the fifth level. At that time, they probably won't need to eat or sleep much anymore.

He looked away and glanced at the quiet tree.

Sometimes Lu Yuan would wonder, what would Bronze City be like if it weren't for this hope?

The Blue Knight came to find Lu Yuan the next day.

Her complexion was much better than before, the few strands of light blue silk thread on her cuffs could be pulled up and down freely again, and the light blue cloak behind her had returned to its original length.

She stood there, more composed and imposing than before.

"The Knight Academy has notified me," the Blue Knight said. "I may have to return soon."

Lu Yuan nodded. What's meant to happen will happen.

"But not now," the Blue Knight added. "Before that, I need a few more days to regain control of my powers."

She hoped that the epiphany she had experienced under the tree had brought her considerable benefits. Her voice held a hint of excitement as she spoke.

Although she hasn't reached the fifth level yet, Lu Yuan felt that she should be close.

"Can one regain mastery of something like sudden enlightenment on their own?" Lu Yuan asked another question.

"Others won't do," the Blue Knight said frankly, "but the Knight Academy's training methods are. That's one of the reasons I'm taking you back; what you can learn at the academy is something you simply can't learn outside."

"Shall we depart in two days?" Lu Yuan asked.

"Two days later. Of course, it could be three days." The Blue Knight nodded. "We'll depart in two or three days. Pack your things in advance; the journey from Bronze City to the Northern Branch is quite long, and we'll need to change vehicles quite a few times."

"I don't have anything to pack," Lu Yuan said.

That's the truth. All his belongings were on him: a revolver, potions, a bone flute, a copper whistle, and that copper coin—it was all packed into one bag.

The Blue Knight nodded to him, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

She still had to go to the Earl's mansion to hand over the duties. The Earl had treated her fairly well, and before leaving, there were some things she needed to explain to him.

It would be awkward if the old count were to pass away before she returned.

The letters arrived that same afternoon.

Two letters, one from headquarters, the other from an unknown source.

When the first letter landed in Lu Yuan's hands, he was stunned for a moment.

There were no words on the envelope, but when he opened it, the words inside made him pause for a moment.

That wasn't the Imperial language; it was a language Lu Yuan had never seen before.

The strokes are thin and long, winding and twisting, floating in rows on the paper like circles of tadpoles.

But Lu Yuan could understand it perfectly. Just like when he looked at those ancient inscriptions.

Lu Yuan:

You're still alive, and you even know how to write letters. If it weren't for that old man, Beren, coming to find me, this letter would have been buried for who knows how long.

I'm doing pretty well, so don't worry too much. The basement at headquarters is large and quiet, and there's enough data for everyone. It's just that the files have been sitting there for a while and are starting to smell a bit sour; nobody's maintained them. They're still edible, though, but not as good as the ones in Grimham.

Those two kids are doing much better than me. Mina has a dedicated mentor, and headquarters values ​​her highly. Brent is looking after his little archives, and he's doing a good job there too. They're both doing well; they have resources and promising futures.

By the way, they don't remember you. After Grim Harbor disappeared, many people forgot about you. Only I remember. I am a Book Spirit, and no one can take away what I've recorded.

How have you been lately? No need to report to me, I don't care anyway. Just let me know before you die, so I can write down the pages I've written about you. Think of it as leaving you a file.

This letter is written in the language of the Book Spirits, which you can understand. Don't reply in Imperial language. Write or speak what you want to say in the language I left you, and it will automatically be converted into Book Spirit language and sent directly to me. Don't ask why; you wouldn't understand anyway.

By the way, I can't leave. I can't leave Mina, and I can't leave places with knowledge, you know that. If you ever really make something of yourself and happen to pass through the main city, come down and take a look. Of course, you don't have to come if you don't want to.

--ink"