Unable to repay my student loans, I had no choice but to work part-time as a demon hunter.

"Good morning," Charlotte waved to Gordon.

"Have you been doing any 'deep thinking' lately?" Gao Denghao.

"..." The count put down his newspaper first.

Yes.

Recently, Charlotte has occasionally used her source energy on her little brain.

According to the Earl's observation, it would greatly enhance her thinking, memory, judgment, and information processing abilities for about thirty minutes.

In that state, Charlotte seemed to succeed at everything she did, radiating energy and uttering all sorts of witty remarks.

However, once the time is up, they will revert to their familiar lazy state.

"Yes, I've achieved significant results," Charlotte nodded.

"Have you thought of a solution to the mystery of the Blackwater River?" Gordon asked.

"You found the source of this torrential rain...?" Eve asked with concern.

"Neither," Charlotte said, turning around. "I made some amazing desserts."

The maid next to her lifted the lid, revealing a cute little raspberry cream cake inside.

Each cake is the same height, with the same buttercream pattern and perfect browning, and the raspberry slices on top are all facing the same direction.

Everyone stared at it.

"You made a cake with a super brain?" Gordon exclaimed in shock.

"It's an art." Charlotte felt Gordon's reaction wasn't as enthusiastic as she had expected. "I have to get the proportions of sugar and butter, flour and eggs just right, control the temperature and the degree to which the butter is whipped—it's not as simple as you think!"

Gordon turned his attention to the cake.

[Raspberry cake. When reason climbs to the top of the mountain, it finds the cake already there, waiting for a long time.]

"Charlotte, your abilities can change the world, optimize experiments, and improve everyone's lives," Gordon said earnestly.

"The power is mine," Charlotte said, hands on her hips.

"That makes sense," Eve said.

"You switched sides too quickly, senior." Gordon turned his head.

"She reaffirmed the right to autonomy and self-determination regarding power, which is important." Eve stepped forward and picked up a delicious piece of cake.

"You just want to eat."

"The two are not contradictory." Eve returned to her original position.

The maid put down the tray, and Vera took one and devoured it. Finding it delicious, she ate two more.

"Delicious, isn't it?" Charlotte's eyes lit up.

"it is good."

"Of course, the cream is whipped perfectly, the cake base is shaped perfectly, and the acidity of the jam is perfectly balanced," Charlotte hummed. "You should eat too, you idiot."

Charlotte handed the cake to Gordon.

Gordon took a bite.

The cake base is soft and light, and the cream is sweet but not greasy, which complements the tartness of the raspberries, directly targeting the part of the human brain responsible for processing pleasure and euphoria.

"How is it?" Charlotte leaned closer.

"Now all we can do is offer civilization to the passing years." Gordon swallowed his tears.

The count waited for a while and realized that Charlotte had no intention of inviting him to eat.

He had no choice but to close the newspaper himself, take a piece, and then go to King's Mountain to participate in the meeting that would decide the fate of 80,000 people and enjoy the magnificent light without rain.

……

After breakfast, Gordon went into the basement of the west wing of the Montfort mansion.

As you descend the stone steps, the wall lamps recede from overhead, the air grows colder, and the walls gradually transform into smooth, polished gray bricks.

Gordon opened the heavy, copper-clad door, revealing the familiar refining equipment he had seen before. It was of excellent quality, and Gordon was currently the only user of it.

He first wrote down three expectations.

The first type, "The Pool of Rebirth," coexists with the Tide of Destiny, and it will become the third independent source material held by Gordon.

The second scenario is that if the two images compete for Gordon's physical body, they will conflict with each other, and the pollution of his essence will rapidly amplify, forming a permanent illness.

The third... and most ideal scenario, is that the tide of fate completely engulfs the pool of rebirth.

Source materials that are too similar or have an inclusion relationship may devour each other, with the stronger absorbing the weaker.

This is the best possible outcome.

If the lentil works hard, it can use the Rejuvenation Pool as nourishment for its growth.

Once confirmed...

Gordon's thoughts drifted to Vera.

This demonstrates that a sufficiently powerful medium-sized source substance can indeed suppress and devour the burning instinct, rewriting the order within Vera's body, and also shows that attending the Wild Hunt's banquet was indeed necessary.

Even after refining the "Low-Key Hunter" technique, Vera's source essence remained disordered. The addition of new source essence slightly diluted the overall pollution, but the fundamental contradiction remained unresolved.

Eve, too, needs a new source, new hope, and a new order.

"What are you thinking about?" Charlotte asked.

"It's nothing, go for it, Charlotte. Please give it its perfect effect, give me perfect control, and maybe even give this source material an even more perfect performance." Gordon placed the Pool of Resurrection on the table.

Charlotte smiled.

Now she's someone Gordon really needs, someone who can help him a lot, and it feels great.

"Leave it to me."

[Pure and Perfect Existence: The Ultimate Manifestation]

A subtle golden light fell upon the device.

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The entire potion-making equipment has been almost completely renovated.

Gordon sensed that the minor errors in the parts inside the reactor had been eliminated, and the tiny traces left after the last use had also disappeared without a trace.

The entire set of equipment suddenly crossed an invisible boundary and became an ideal machine that even the manufacturer could not replicate in a short period of time.

Then, the power flowed into the Pool of Resurrection.

The chaotic reactions of the source matter itself seemed to have been calmed down. The azure color that had been wildly scattered in Gordon's eyes was now contained within the source matter, becoming clear and stable.

Finally, Charlotte placed her hand on Gordon's wrist and tried to inject source energy, but it didn't work.

"Huh?" Charlotte replied, "It seems like I can't affect you."

"Because of the 'force field'," Eve knew roughly what had happened just by seeing this scene, "Gorden's source force covers his entire body. Unless he is in a daze or does it voluntarily, it is difficult for other source forces to invade and interfere with him. This is also part of source force offense and defense."

Gordon tried to distract himself and genuinely abandon his intention to use the power of the source matter to protect himself.

Slowly, Charlotte was able to influence Gordon with her Source power.

Within seconds, Gordon felt his overall coordination improve, but the effect didn't seem as strong as when Charlotte used it on him, since Gordon had his own set of source order within him.

"It's done." Charlotte was exhausted.

"How does it feel?"

"It's all burned up." Charlotte walked out wearily, looking like she had burned out completely. "Hang in there, I'll wait outside."

"rest assured."

Gordon began the refining process.

The sediment fell into the small bottle, and the azure essence separated from the flesh and blood residue of the giant salamander, revealing its own activity.

He precisely transferred the source material into the reactor, controlled the temperature, and prepared the seawater as the solution.

After the equipment was upgraded, it responded almost perfectly to Gordon's operation, and there was no additional vibration or error during operation. Gordon felt as comfortable as he did that day operating the extra-large white iron reactor provided by the Yuanzhi Exchange.

His movements were extremely precise, executed in one smooth motion, like flowing water.

Fourteen minutes later, the potion gathered in the small silver bottle, appearing clear and transparent.

Unlike the grand lenses used to shock the public and the media at the Source Exchange, home appliances appear much more understated.

Gordon took out the reactive test strip and tested it very carefully.

It shot up to the gold almost instantly, then the whole sheet of paper tore apart in mid-air and fell onto the table, its edges curled.

[Active reaction test strips. Unwilling to accept the results of their own testing.]

Gordon nodded.

During the Midsummer Festival, the Crimson Potion released a radiance that illuminated the Plaza de Mayo.

Medium-sized source material, top-tier equipment, public ceremony, perfect source material, and extreme rationality push the reaction to a transmission state.

This time there was no audience, and he just quietly did his own thing, but conventional testing methods were still insufficient to express his grade.

Gordon quickly picked up the potion and refined it in an instant.

The medicine enters the mouth like a clear spring formed by melting snow in early spring; a cool sensation enters the stomach, then penetrates the gastric mucosa, enters the body fluid circulation, and reaches the whole body.

That felt so good!

It's like a sluice gate suddenly appears inside your body, and refreshing water rushes from your chest to your limbs, causing a subtle itchy sensation all over your body, improving tissue structure and repairing aging cells.

A small, azure puddle formed inside Gordon's body.

The moment it appeared, the tide of destiny surged forth.

It's just like...

Predation!

The peaceful little puddle was immediately covered by the rising flood.

The two images briefly clashed before the pool collapsed without any suspense, dragging the entire small puddle into the huge wave, its structure completely dismantled and swallowed up.

The ability to restore and regenerate spread with the tide and eventually merged into Gordon's body.

boom!

The tide of destiny began to expand slightly, its internal structure becoming more profound. This was the third effect Gordon sought: complete engulfment.

The scar on Gordon's face, inflicted by the Golden Oak Manor, began to itch. He touched it, and the scar tissue fell off on its own, with new skin growing along the original structure.

[The source matter is rapidly merging... The "Tide of Destiny" has swallowed something, but it's not a problem.]

[Your body has completed self-checks and repairs. You are now the youngest lad in Lundnim.]

[Your heart, lungs, liver, and kidney functions have improved slightly; your original organs thank you for your efforts.]

[Expect your natural lifespan to increase by approximately 5 years, and enjoy a high-quality retirement.]

[Regeneration speed has been moderately improved, and wounds are no longer simply treated as scars.]

[Resonance Fusion Ability: Time Repair. You will moderately repair your physical body, or later... other things.]