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

The Holy Grail, Eve's face, her bare hands, and the lace combined to create an experimental effect far exceeding expectations.

Gordon's heart was racing, and all the departments in his body were working excitedly, clearly knowing which direction to react in for the best results.

Eve stared directly into Gordon's face, her rhythm steady and meticulous, as if she were conducting an experiment.

However, because she couldn't collect results for a long time, she had to keep adjusting the method based on the subjects' reactions.

For example, you can slip it between your palm and the glove to change the contact area, or make a ring with your thumb and forefinger and then gradually tighten it.

then……

Arrived!

Gordon's breathing suddenly became heavy, and he went all out!

Da da da……

Eve's face, eyelashes, eyes, collar, inside of gloves, fingers...

"I'm sorry," Gordon apologized again.

He felt as if his soul was about to be blown out, and his mind went completely blank.

Eve closed her eyes and felt it slowly slide down.

"It's nothing. The subjects completed the safe decompression with professional assistance. This is a victory for science."

She reopened her eyes, ran her fingers over her eyes, brought her fingertips close to observe their physical appearance, then sniffed them, and finally licked her lips, slowly memorizing the warm, slightly salty scent.

Black lace gloves. Exquisite, expensive, and I regret how absorbent they are.

Seeing this, Gordon's recently stabilized local cycle began to fluctuate again, and he unilaterally requested a second round of experiments.

Eve shook her aching hands, picked up a handkerchief to wipe her cheeks, and then continued writing in her lab log.

Holy Grail water can significantly restore physical strength, enhance the endocrine system, and push certain functions to abnormal levels.

"Due to some samples being accidentally swallowed and others not being fully recovered, we cannot obtain absolutely precise data, but the total volume should be around 10 milliliters," Eve recorded, then looked at Gordon, "16 seconds after the experiment, the subject's heart rate rose again..."

"The subject is having enough and requests to suspend the experiment."

"Application valid."

Eve walked over to the brass faucet and began to clean and wipe it.

One of her black lace gloves was so wet that it was no longer wearable, so she put it in a separate paper bag as a special item and then put on the remaining clean one.

The rat cage in the corner stopped shaking, and the laboratory returned to silence.

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"Hoo..." Gordon slowly exhaled and sat down in the chair, finally regaining control of his body.

Eve cleaned herself up and went back to him.

Normally, Gordon always has a very confident demeanor.

Seeing his disordered breathing and absent-mindedness, Eve couldn't help but feel a surge of mischievous pleasure.

She didn't show it too obviously; she simply raised the corners of her mouth and resumed the demeanor befitting a senior student.

"We cannot abandon the scientific spirit just because an experiment is special; this is a fundamental principle."

"I see."

"Now you're acting like a good kid."

Eve remeasured Gordon's heart rate and blood pressure to ensure the Holy Grail water had not caused any other effects.

More than 30 minutes after taking the Holy Grail, and despite a violent accident in between, Gordon still appears to be full of energy and his attention is equally sharp.

"This stuff is very useful; it can greatly restore vitality and life force," Gordon admitted, "but it can't be used in combat."

Such a strong reaction will surely shock the opponent.

"Suitable for post-war recovery, while ensuring there are no members of the opposite sex around, unless they are professional counselors." Eve winked at Gordon.

Gordon leaned against the worktable and began to dream about the business prospects.

"If the dilution ratio is right, it might be able to be made into a new type of recovery compound, which would definitely sell very well. It works quickly and doesn't require doing anything else in between to pass the time."

"Then nine months later, Lundnium experiences another inexplicable population boom? The church and the government will search for the mastermind behind it all and find the name of the 'Master Company' printed on the front page."

"That's true." Gordon returned to reality.

This matter is of great importance and needs to be brought to market only after the company has accumulated sufficient experience and expertise.

If someone has cardiovascular disease or takes an overdose unknowingly, it could turn a good thing into a medical accident.

More importantly, the output is uncertain.

Gordon turned to the Holy Grail, which had lost its luster.

No one knows when the next recharge will be.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe a week, or even half a year.

If mass production is to be considered, we should wait until the charging cycle of the Holy Grail is determined. If the cycle is too long, 150 ml of Holy Grail water will only be enough as an emergency strategic resource.

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It would take 150 milliliters a day to change the history of extraordinary drugs.

The inexhaustible Holy Grail. It replenishes what has been depleted; the first sip for hunger, the second for pleasure, and after the third, no reason is needed.

Gordon pulled up his belt, turned around, and pushed up his glasses.

He hallucinated Eve's stained face and the serious expression on her face as she tasted the sample.

He knew that from now on, he could no longer treat his senior the way he used to.

She was a mystical consultant at a high-powered company, an ambitious woman who often discussed ascension with him, and also his senior from university. Now, there was an additional, more concrete layer to their relationship.

Relationships are not difficult to develop; the difficulty lies in understanding her place in one's life after they occur.

Eve gave Gordon some time to think, and casually continued to examine the materials left over from the battle of the basilica.

"Then there are... rubbings of the Tide's birth ceremony, and the rest." Eve took out some copies.

In fact, Gordon and Eve's connection began because of the Tide birth ceremony.

After defeating Olivia, Eve found more clues in the Secret Order archives that even Gordon didn't know about.

“We are already familiar with the Holy Grail and the Holy Sword. Next is the Circumstances, the Circumstances of Pregnancy. There is a prayer that can reawaken the Circumstances’ vitality and allow it to continue creating something new…” Eve turned to Gordon. “You must have performed that ritual.”

Gao Deng understood.

The First Tidal Birth, involving newborns yet to choose their shape, mermaid scales, the cradle of life, and the tide of destiny, is one of Gordon's greatest secrets.

This secret cannot be given away casually.

"It was all done in secrecy," Gordon said seriously. "There's very little I can reveal."

He briefly mentioned some aspects of the ceremony.

Eve was not dissatisfied with Gordon's caution; she realized the importance of the ceremony from just a few words.

It can not only generate source matter, but also, through "templates," cause source matter to deviate towards a certain image.

The ritual of targeted creation of source matter is extremely important in this world where source matter is random. Once the news is leaked, it is more likely to cause a frenzy of pursuit than mermaids.

"That's enough." Eve understood. "Hmm... I'll try to figure out how the cultists got the casket working again, and then we can create new life together."

Gordon looked at Eve's face.

Her expression was truly captivating, a blend of allure and restraint, decisiveness and gentleness. She was both helping Gordon complete his dangerous experiments and planning to work with him to create Lentil 2.

This was a feeling Gordon had never experienced before.

"Very good, very good." Gordon felt a surge of excitement.

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To divert his overactive attention, he turned back and continued writing down his next research plan.

The first item is the Thunder Spear.

Once Ningning is settled and a more suitable place for her to hide is found, she can help make spiritual weapons.

The second item is Lentil No. 2.

Led by Eve, the incantation to awaken the casket is deciphered, and the path of the lentils is retraced to see if the casket can provide another source of new life and a warm bed of amniotic fluid, before searching for a suitable genetic template.

The third item is a special medicine for black water syndrome.

Gordon has proposed a comprehensive treatment consisting of photophase crystallization, improved precipitates, diuretics, and supplements, which is generally feasible, but it remains to be seen how the experiments will progress over the next two weeks.

He constantly urged the research workers to return to the university and work diligently for the project, arriving at the lab at 9 a.m. and not going home until midnight.

"Finally, there's the mermaid murder case." Eve walked to Gordon's side. "Since they dared to kill the first mermaid, they certainly dared to kill the second one."

Yes. Gordon knew perfectly well.

Now that Ningning is in their hands, the fish killer may continue to gather information and wait for an opportunity to act.

We must strike first before the other party finds Ningning, to prevent Ningning from suffering the same misfortune.

"Where should we begin?"

"The Primal Knowledge Conference is a place with mystical scholars, information brokers, and people who possess forbidden knowledge. I can find a lot of clues and information there, and I can also make some very valuable deals, provided that you have enough valuable bargaining chips."

Gordon had already figured out the answer.

He can provide something that no one else in the world can.

"Source material identification," Gordon said.

Eve quickly made a mental calculation.

For the members of the original knowledge council, this was an extremely valuable bargaining chip.

They are all pursuing the source, and they all face the same problem: they don't know what they have obtained.

"...Then, I will bring this up at the meeting—I can have Mr. Vic, the Crimson Alchemist, privately appraise a piece of Source Material, with my reputation as a guarantee, in a suitable, secluded place. They will surely become enthusiastic about this news."

Those people were both proud and cautious, but when they heard that "Scorpio" could persuade the Crimson Alchemist, they would certainly re-evaluate her status.

Gordon nodded.

In this way, Gordon can also mobilize these mysterious figures in the hidden world to find the villain.

"Find potential mermaid killers, or suspicious individuals craving 'immortality,' traces left by the Noble Life Ritual, and... after the rainstorm stopped, whether anyone around still heard the mermaid's song." Gordon listed the information he needed.

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"I'll keep an eye out. Well then..." Eve glanced at the sky outside, "you should go home."

"Okay." Gordon put on his coat.

He has been away from 9 Knights Road for far too long.

The Holy Grail water relieved his fatigue, but it could not relieve his longing for home.

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Back on the second floor of No. 9 Knight Road, Gordon pushed open the door and went inside.

A warm feeling wafted over me.

"...!" Vera had just stepped out of the bathroom and was wiping herself with a large towel. "You're back."

"How's the recovery going?"

"It's alright." Vera looked at the holes on her body that had been burned by the rainbow water, now only some dents that she didn't care about.

"A second round of treatment is needed." Gordon touched it with heartache.

"Hmm." Vera took a step forward.

She took a sniff of Gordon's scent, discerning the details: Eve's scent, and the scent of that thing.

Vera planned to cover all of these things up.

She threw away the large towel, then grabbed Gordon by the collar, lifted him off the ground, and kissed him on the lips.

The kiss lasted a long time.

She then carried Gordon into the room.

"Wait a minute!" Gordon raised his hand.

"rhetoric."

Vera left Gordon on the sheets.

"No, I'll clean you up first, I need to take care of you, as I've said before," Gao Deng said righteously.

"Oh?"

"This is a medical procedure."

Gordon filled a basin with clean water, had Vera lie down, applied foam, and then found a sufficiently sharp tool.

Vera fought hard in the battle at the chapel, so he cleaned her up and gave her a massage.

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[A razor. Originally used to clean the upper body, now it's used to clean the lower body.]

"Don't move," Gordon warned. "If you kick me in a fit of anger, you'll just end up hurting me again."

"Aww."

Vera leaned back and lay down on the pillow.

Gordon began his meticulous work, letting clumps of hair mixed with foam fall into the basin of water.

"itch."

This was Vera's first impression.

"This is for hygiene reasons."

"cold."

"It's normal for ventilation conditions to improve."

"That's weird."

"Any facility upgrade requires adaptation."

Scrub scrub...

Vera covered her face with her hands, her ears growing hotter and hotter. She was willing to let her guard down in front of Gordon, but she never expected that this would also be the case.

Once all the hair had fallen off, Gordon admired his own work.

It looks much cleaner now, and I can finally see what the apartment looks like every day.

"Are you done yet?"

"Alright." Gordon put his arm around Vera's shoulder. "We're together, that's it."

Knight Road No. 9 finally had the sound of home again, and Gordon's presence was quickly overwhelmed by Vera's presence.

The lingering pain and discomfort she felt were finally overwhelmed by a stronger feeling. This was the kind of relationship Vera wanted: no declarations, no wealth, no elaborate rituals, just being with Gordon made her happy.

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Meanwhile, on the other side, in the conference room of the government building on Junwang Mountain.

The Three Lions Flag fluttered outside the window, while the midday sun still shone down from the sky, bringing undeniable brilliance and warmth.

Lady Elizabeth entered the room, and after she took her seat, only three people were seated in the seven seats.

Other people's opinions are only delivered in written form.

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Scarlett stood at the lower position, with her hands behind her back, maintaining a military posture.

Elizabeth flipped through the report.

"The Battle of the Water Chapel... The Mermaid... Report back." Elizabeth flipped through the intelligence provided by Scarlett.

"Our side suffered 45 dead and 55 missing. The seriously wounded are listed separately. One-third of our personnel died in the building collapse. We killed 260 cultists and captured 392. Eight people with special abilities were killed or captured, including the enemy leaders 'Lady' Olivia Brundl and 'Swordsman' Severin. We also captured a mermaid who called herself 'Ningning' alive. The total cost of the operation was 3400 gold pounds, but the spoils were equally substantial."

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