I can copy tags infinitely.

If a label can bring about effects like superhuman abilities, then if one obtains similar different labels multiple times, wouldn't one become an omnipotent god?

Li En felt that there was nothing wrong with the direction he was thinking about, but he just needed time to develop.

Soon after, Zoe returned, and the two enjoyed dinner in the restaurant.

Zoe took a sip of her onion soup, placed the spoon on her plate, and casually asked Lee, "How's school been lately?"

Yesterday, her father asked similar questions, but Li En guessed that the former was concerned about grades, while Zoe was concerned about interpersonal relationships.

After all, there are quite a few nobles in the University of Michigan. People like Li En, whose family has fallen on hard times and who can only live a comfortable life by selling voting rights in the Senate, should be quite unpopular.

"It's alright," Li En replied. "I've made quite a few friends recently, and I get along well with Blake. My grades are so good that they've even stirred up his competitive spirit."

"Blake? Blake Raymond, the Viscount's son, not bad..."

Zoe muttered something under her breath, dipped a lamb chop in mint sauce, tore off a small piece of meat, and put it in her mouth.

Lee looked at Zoe, hesitated slightly, but finally spoke.

"Sister," Li En said in her unquestionable tone, "give me the lamb chops you didn't finish."

Hearing Li En's words, Zoe rolled her eyes and pulled the plate aside. "No."

It seems my older sister isn't up to the task.

Lee En now understands roughly what category the label "tyrant" refers to—those who consider themselves to be of lower status than themselves.

Servants and commoners, and even those who invoke their aristocratic status, should also be within the sphere of influence of this label's power.

"Well, just a general understanding is fine."

Lee confirmed this to himself and continued enjoying his dinner.

Suddenly, Zoe tossed a small piece of lamb chop onto Lee's plate.

"Just this one piece, no more," Zoe said, brandishing her gleaming knife, which was still smeared with a little green mint sauce. "Remember to share with me next time you have something delicious."

Li En smiled and responded.

……

The next morning.

Lee Eun was woken up by Lena. After washing up in the bathroom, she went into the living room.

"Oh, son, you're awake?"

The father stood in the doorway, and Lena was helping him hang his clothes on the hanger.

He looked refreshed, but he had a peculiar smell of wool and soap on him.

If you smell it again, you can smell the pungent smell of dye on his coat. This kind of smell is probably only found on the textile factory workers along the Wandl River.

"Father, where did you go last night?" Li En pinched his nose; the pungent, bleach-like smell was quite strong.

The father shook his head, without explaining where he had gone, but when Li En looked up at the three strings of characters shrouded in thick fog above his head, he was surprised to find...

The gray mist that lingered around the three strings of characters, flowing like clouds, grew even thicker.

What's going on?

"Sir, this is today's newspaper."

Lena handed a copy of The Times to her father, but he simply shook his head. "I don't have time to read it right now. Just read me some of the more important news."

"OK."

Lena unfolded the newspaper and started reading directly from the first page.

"A body has been found floating in the Wandal River again, Scotland Yard's incompetence is exposed, when will the real culprit be caught?"

The moment the title was uttered, Lee Eun, who was stuffing smoked fish into her mouth, almost choked to death.

While it's not exactly clickbait, isn't it a bit too direct to start by saying Scotland Yard is incompetent?

Lena continued reading from the text, "At 10 p.m. last night, a new body appeared in the Wandal River, right in front of the Scotland Yard officers, but the real culprit has still not been caught."

"According to the forensic examination, the deceased has been identified as Webber Walden, a former high-ranking Privy Council official who is currently wanted by the authorities. Some conspiracy theories suggest that this was a conspiracy within the government, but it cannot be definitively said that it was the work of a serial killer in London."

Webber Walden?

When Li En heard the name, he was stunned. He had just met with Webber Walden yesterday afternoon and bought the silver candlestick from him.

By 10 p.m., people are already dead?

Weber probably didn't die from a conspiracy theory; if he did, he wouldn't have lived this long.

It must have been that murderer who did it!

In such a short period of time, from when he and Webber parted ways to when his body was discovered, only a few hours had passed. Even if we take into account the time it took to kill and dispose of the body, it is highly likely that he had just parted ways with Webber when Webber was killed by the serial killer!

At that time, he may have narrowly escaped the clutches of the murderer!

Thinking of this, Li En suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

At the time, he had just copied the wanted criminal tag. If he had the existing tags, and if he were targeted by the murderer, would he have a chance to escape from the murderer or capture him on the spot?

Li En didn't know the answer, nor did he have the chance to find out.

The most important thing now is to improve myself as soon as possible and ensure that I am absolutely confident that I can apprehend the murderer when I face him!

"I'm going to school."

As Li En spoke, she took a brand-new school uniform from the clothes rack and draped it over her shoulders.

Having a maid at home definitely has its advantages. Every day when you go out, you only need to put on the clothes that the maid has prepared in advance. You don't need to rummage through the closet. Everything is taken care of for you.

Stepping back into the gray, foggy London, Li En hurried to the school gates.

Li En wasn't late for today's service, and he didn't really want to be late anyway. Last time he was late, the school supervisor caught him, but the supervisor let him off the hook because of Professor Osborn.

If he's late again this time, it will be a huge loss of face for Professor Osborne.

The service didn't last long. As soon as Rean came out of the chapel, Blake followed closely behind, taking off his academic robes as he said to Rean, "Hey, did you hear? There were more bodies on the Thames last night."

"The Thames?" Li En was taken aback. "You mean the Wandal River?"

"It's all pretty much the same. After all, the Wandall is a tributary of the Thames," Blake said. "I'll let you in on a little secret: this serial killer is infamous in London now, and a small number of nobles are his fans!"

"Fans?" Li En even doubted if she had misheard. "Are you sure it's fans, and not something else?"

Blake nodded repeatedly. "Yes! A small number of nobles felt that this murderer was extremely arrogant in London, and even Scotland Yard couldn't catch him despite their full efforts. He was like a god, judging others from the shadows."

"It is said that many of the people killed by this serial killer were sinners, so now this group of people think that he is God's messenger, who came to the world to judge sinners."

As he spoke, Blake laughed and said, "Of course, people in our profession wouldn't believe such arguments. I still think it's better for these kinds of people to be arrested."

Li En didn't reply; he just felt that these nobles were simply insane.

Liking a serial killer?

That just means the knife isn't at their throats yet.

"Speaking of which, I haven't had breakfast yet," Blake said, pulling a pocket watch from his vest pocket and glancing at the time. "I don't have classes this morning. Want to go to the cafeteria for breakfast?"

Although Li En had eaten breakfast before leaving home, he didn't have any classes in the morning, and Professor Osborne didn't call him. Maintaining good relationships with his friends was also important.

Humans cannot exist in society as independent individuals; they must be connected by a network of countless interpersonal relationships.

Passing through the central courtyard of the university, a fountain stands in the center of the courtyard.

However, the statues in the fountain are neither angels nor little boys, but rather the sun and the moon juxtaposed, symbolizing the unity of opposites, which corresponds perfectly to the Hermetic worldview of "as above is also below".

Of course, if we want to understand it in another way, it can also be understood as an androgynous being, symbolizing the integration of duality.

However, Li En really didn't want to associate such outrageous things with an era when sexual minorities weren't so rampant.

……

The University of Michigan's dining halls are not particularly grand.

A tall building, with sunlight streaming through its glass roof, casts a huge, ouroboros-like shadow on the floor in the center of the cafeteria. Everyone who walks across the ouroboros's shadow feels a chill down their spine.

It was as if the ouroboros hadn't caught its own tail, but instead bitten their necks.

The queue wasn't particularly long, at least not at the windows where Lee and Blake were queuing.

The University of Michigan's dining hall has three types of windows, which, although not explicitly stated, roughly correspond to the three types of people: the aristocracy, the middle class, and the commoners.

Different windows sell different dishes, and the prices vary greatly.

Li En usually queues up with the middle class. After all, as a transmigrator, he doesn't always care about the face of the aristocracy; he only cares about cost-effectiveness.

However, since he was with Blake today, he made an exception and let him eat something nice.

"Hey, Blake, what brings you here today?"

Two young students in school uniforms walked over and greeted Blake.

There was a boy and a girl. Although the boy was wearing a school uniform, it was obvious that the uniform was made by a craftsman based on the style of the University of Michigan's uniform.

Whether it's the fabric of the clothing or the material of the accessories, they are clearly different from the University of Michigan's own school uniform.

The girl was wearing a normal school uniform, with ordinary features and freckles all over her face, but her long reddish-brown hair left a deep impression.

But for Li En, the most eye-catching thing was undoubtedly the characters floating above their heads.

Three lines of characters floated above the man's head.

Name: Simon Byrne

[Copyable tag: Sword Master]

[Effect: Gain a large amount of swordsmanship skill, and when you wield a weapon that can be used as a longsword, all your attacks will become difficult to parry.]

Three lines of characters also floated above the woman's head, but the characters above her head were somewhat similar to those when Li En met Caesar in the library.

Her name was shrouded in a thick gray fog, making it impossible to see any of the words.

Li En could only see the two lines of characters below the name.

[Copyable Tag: Born Investigator]

[Effect: Increases sensitivity to spiritual and unusual entities by 100%]

It's the exact same label as Rosalind!

Sure enough, the same labels appeared!