This necromancer is going to seduce the beautiful girls who are already dead.

With a sly smile, Rebecca deliberately grabbed Abyss's hand as she took the test tube. Abyss felt a comfortable softness and slightly cool body temperature on the back of her hand.

"Now that we're alone, and in such a secluded place, don't you want to do something to me?"

Rebecca looked at Abyss with a mischievous smile. Her face was already very beautiful, with the unique gentleness of a girl from the Eastern Empire, and her beautiful eyes, which seemed to hold the entire starry sky, were now even more alluring, possessing a strong charm that could make any young man lose his composure. Although she had never been in love in her life, as a girl who fantasized about love every day, she had learned all sorts of dating tips, and even sought out a dark elf as a mentor.

"Do something?" Abyss glanced around; the environment was indeed quite nice. He then reached out his hand toward Rebecca's face.

Rebecca was surprised that Abyss would do something so readily, and she was a little nervous, with two blushes rising to her cheeks.

Then, Abis grabbed a strand of hair near her cheek and, with a gentle pull, plucked it out.

“Your black hair is the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. It’s jet black, shiny, and incredibly smooth. I’ve always wanted to own a strand.” Abyss waved the strand of hair in his hand. “Sorry, I don’t have a fetish for collecting other people’s body parts, but I really love your hair. Could I touch it often sometime in the future?”

Rebecca chuckled; she should have expected it. Abyss wasn't pretending to be virtuous; he genuinely didn't have any impure thoughts about girls, completely unlike a sixteen-year-old boy—everyone knows boys are most lustful at that age, but Abyss just wasn't.

"Touch me however you like." Rebecca smiled and leaned her head close to Abyss, a refreshing fragrance wafting from her hair.

Abyss smiled and gently ran his fingers through Rebecca's soft, cool hair, asking, "I've noticed you trust me a lot more now, much more than when you first met me."

"Didn't I already like you when I first met you?" Rebecca winked at Abyss, feigning ignorance.

"You don't like me, you're just too eager to be in a relationship, aren't you?" Abyss looked into her eyes, feigning knowingness. "While I'm not very familiar with emotions, I can see them in a person's eyes. When you first met me, you certainly wanted to build a closer relationship with someone like me who wasn't affected by the toxins on your skin. But you're also a very wary person, aren't you? You haven't given any dangerous or power-enhancing drugs to anyone else, and you're tight-lipped about your potion recipes. You don't trust anyone except Lanis, whom you know well. But now, it seems you've finally established a relationship of trust with us."

"...You noticed all of that?" Rebecca paused for a moment, her playful expression fading, her eyes becoming deep. "Yes, that's right. I do not trust others, especially those I don't know well."

"Luckily, I'm not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of other people's feelings." Abis didn't seem to find the topic too heavy. He casually leaned back in his chair. "Tell me, if I had taken advantage of your saying 'I like you' and made you do this and that for me, how long would it have taken you to leave me?"

“Two days.” Rebecca relaxed as well. “I have my pride too. Even if you resurrected me, I’ll have to find a way to break free from your control.”

"And now?" Abyss glanced at Rebecca again.

"Hmm... the observation period is successfully completed, now it's time for the trial period." Rebecca gave Abyss a big smile. "I now know that you are truly someone worth following. Perhaps only by being by your side can I enjoy a freedom and sense of accomplishment that I couldn't enjoy before. I approve of your character. Now, as long as you make a request, I can be your real lover. I will make you happy, help you with chores, and I'm also a great cook. You definitely won't regret it."

"I haven't thought about dating yet." Abyss shrugged, not feeling shy or embarrassed by Rebecca's words. "But now that you trust me, can you tell me your wish? Why are you working so hard to research the technology to reach another world? Even to the point of losing your composure and risking your life? You must have a reason, right?"

"Do you want to know?" Rebecca pondered for a moment, then said, "My wish is very difficult to fulfill, even with your abilities, it's very, very difficult... perhaps no less difficult than eliminating the Creator God..."

Chapter 107 Rebecca's Tears

“Just say it. Now that you are my kin, I will make your dreams come true with my own hands.” Abyss looked at Rebecca tenderly with his blue eyes and said softly, “I am someone who likes to challenge the impossible, so you don’t need to worry.”

“I know.” Rebecca nodded gently. “The reason I’m telling you now is because I know you’re someone who is never afraid of challenges.”

As she spoke, Rebecca took out a magic crystal from her pocket. This was the corrupted magic crystal that everyone in that destroyed alternate world had worked together to create, enabling them to travel between worlds. She had always carried one with her.

“I study spatial magic not because I want to use it for anything, but because my purpose is much more ambitious—I want to thoroughly understand spatial magic and then try to reach a higher level.” Rebecca, using the magical light above her head, closely examined the crystal, which had been soaked in various potions and turned into a dazzling array of colors. “That is spacetime magic.”

"Time and space?" Abe's eyes gleamed with excitement. "You not only want to control space, but also to travel through time?"

“That’s right.” Rebecca’s eyes shone brightly. “I want to create a machine that can travel through time and change history.”

“I remember this theory was mentioned by a time traveler—the ancestor of that genius druid from the elven kingdoms.” Abyss pondered for a moment. “He gave two reasons why time travel was impossible. First, the gods wouldn’t allow people to arbitrarily reverse time, as this would disrupt the balance of the world and bring unpredictable consequences. Perhaps the gods had ways to solve these problems, but the simplest way was to deal with the mortals who created them. Second, even if one overcame all the impossible conditions and actually traveled back to the past, what would be changed wouldn’t be the existing history, but a new timeline, because time travel would touch on causality, causing many things not to happen. He called this contradiction the paradox of time and space.”

“Yes, I have indeed done some research on this.” Rebecca nodded.

"But you still intend to give it a try, right?"

“Yes, if you don’t mind me rambling, I can tell you a story from my childhood, which is why I wanted to build a time machine,” Rebecca said.

Abyss smiled and stroked her soft black hair again: "I will always be patient with my servants. Go ahead and talk for days and nights."

“It’s not that long.” Rebecca relaxed, shifting her chair closer to the Abyss and resting her shoulder on his arm. It seemed a little intimate, but neither of them had any strange thoughts, because they both knew that this leaning was a sign of trust.

Adjusting her posture, Rebecca gently closed her eyes and began to tell Abyss her story.

"From a young age, I was a genius, and I'm not exaggerating at all. I grasped various alchemical theories very quickly when I was very young. My family was in the potion business, and we had a complete alchemical apparatus and a whole study full of alchemical books. I was exposed to it from a young age and developed a strong interest in alchemy. I often went to the study to read, sometimes for a whole day, and sometimes I would forget to eat or sleep."

"Then the result was that I finished reading all the alchemy books in the study in a short time. At the time, my mother suspected that I was just flipping through these books for fun, the kind of reading where you only look at the illustrations and not the text, which is common among children. But when she tested me casually, she found that I was not just playing around at all. I had memorized every single word in the books without missing a single detail. In fact, after I finished reading all the books in the study, through my own comprehensive judgment and secret experiments, I even corrected some of the errors in the books."

"My mother didn't want my talent to go to waste, so she started buying me a lot of books, various devices, and medicinal herbs for my experiments, and that's how I embarked on my path as an alchemist. From a very young age, my life was smooth sailing. Everyone who saw me praised my intelligence, and boys would be so captivated by my beauty that they wouldn't be able to speak. I grew up surrounded by flowers and praise, and had a happy childhood."

"Of course, adults aren't as naive as us kids. Many of them praised me because they wanted to win my favor and support. When I was little, I did it partly to show off, and partly because they would give my family some money. I brewed many kinds of potions for many people according to their requests. Some people used these potions, while others bought my recipes, manufactured potions, and sold them. I could get a cut from each one. This made our family very wealthy."

"However, my life did not continue to be smooth sailing. Once, a member of a gang from Lavoisier came to me and asked me to help them develop a potion that could heat their furnaces, so that they could easily heat some potions that required high temperatures without having to hire mages from the Elemental School. They offered a good amount of money, and I readily agreed. It didn't take long to manufacture the potion, and I sold its formula at a very reasonable price."

As Rebecca spoke, a strong sense of regret appeared in her eyes. She pressed her body tightly against the Abyss and grabbed his arm, as if seeking some comfort.

"Then... they took my potion formula and gave it to another alchemist. Although I was confident that I was better than any alchemist in the world, there were still people weaker than me who could occasionally decipher my formula. That equally skilled but inhuman beast made some modifications to my formula and then concocted a weapon for the gang members that could instantly unleash high temperatures and cause terrifying damage."

"Immediately afterwards, they engaged in a war with another gang. They killed many of their opponents with that new type of weapon, and also caused a huge fire in Lavoisier, burning dozens of innocent civilians to death and injuring hundreds. When I heard the news, I ran through the streets, looking at the ruins, the charred corpses of the innocent civilians they had burned to death, the burned people still groaning, and their weeping relatives and friends. I almost went crazy."

“Nobody knows that I invented the original formula for that potion. People who know me are still begging me, this genius, to save those who are still alive… But what kind of genius am I… I’m just a greedy scoundrel.” Rebecca said, large tears rolling down her cheeks. It was the first time Abyss had ever seen the usually quirky Rebecca so sad.

Chapter 108 Three Great Fortunes in Life

"I worked tirelessly to create healing potions, which saved the vast majority of those who were injured. As a result, everyone sang my praises and called me the little hero of Lavoisier. Many people even came to my house to give me gifts and blessings."

Rebecca's voice was already choking with emotion. Abyss realized he couldn't let her lean against him like this any longer, so he reached around from behind her to the other side and gently embraced her soft body. Rebecca trembled slightly as Abyss held her waist so tenderly, but then calmed down and naturally pressed her face against Abyss's chest, inhaling the herbal scent emanating from him.

“Every blessing felt like a dagger piercing my heart…making me suffer even more. I dared not tell anyone that I invented that potion, nor that I sold its formula to the mob for a little money.” Rebecca buried her face in Abyss’s chest, her voice muffled, making Abyss feel a little itchy. “I kept this secret buried in my heart, afraid to tell anyone else. Only my mother knew about it, but she didn’t tell anyone, afraid that I would be scorned by everyone…until she passed away.”

“The responsibility lies with those gangs who used your potions to do bad things. You just wanted to benefit others,” Abyss comforted him softly. “If you had known from the beginning that those gangs planned to use your invention to wage war, you probably wouldn’t have agreed to it.”

“No, no…” Rebecca shook her head in Abyss’s arms. “Even if I meant no harm, even if I was deceived into selling my formula… it doesn’t change the fact that innocent people died because of me. So many happy families were torn apart because of me, so many people who were full of hope for life perished in the fire because of me. I can’t face the people of Lavoisier. I feel like a demon…”

Abyss pressed his face against Rebecca's hair, gently stroking her sobbing back, trying to transfer his not-so-warm body heat to her.

“From then on, I lived with guilt and never dared to share my research findings with anyone else. This will forever haunt me. The guilt I feel for the dead, the injured, and those who lost loved ones is a huge weight on my heart. I have tried to forget them... but my conscience will not allow me to. It is forever in my heart, punishing me severely with a water-soaked leather whip, the reckless, greedy, and attention-seeking Rebecca. I hate the gangsters, I want to take revenge on them, punish them, but nothing can bring back those lives that have already been lost.”

Rebecca stopped crying, struggling to suppress her sobs as she stepped out of Abyss's arms.

“I must go back in time and save these people in order to escape my eternal torment, otherwise I will never be able to forgive myself… The reason I risked so much to explore the other world and wasted so much time to do investigations was because of my fear… Sometimes I thought it would be better to just die, and I did die, but after you woke me up, I still want to continue my original plan and continue to pursue the mysteries of magic until I build that time machine and save those victims.”

Abis wiped away her tears with his fingers: "I will help you. No matter how difficult the future may be, I am willing to fight for you."

Rebecca's plan was crazy and naive, but the Abyss didn't want to deny it. Wasn't he himself a crazy and naive fellow? To want to kill the Creator God simply because he allowed the world to be destroyed seemed like the ramblings of a child, yet he was doing it anyway, and had even achieved some success. If he could do that, why couldn't he try Rebecca's dream?

“Thank you, Abyss. I can always trust you.” Rebecca forced a smile. “With your help, I’m sure I can find a way to help those I killed.”

“Alright, after we deal with the Lord of Nightmares and help Leona with what I promised her, let’s go find the mage who created spatial magic and have a talk with him. I remember he was an elf, and he should be buried somewhere in the elven kingdoms. We can dig him up along with that genius druid.” Abyss continued wiping Rebecca’s tears, saying, “Although he has been dead for many years, and his body may not still be there, as long as I can find his soul, I can still have a proper talk with him. That senior would be very happy if he knew that someone in later generations was deeply studying the spatial magic he invented.”

“Okay! It’s a deal!” Rebecca nodded vigorously.

After Abyss spoke with Rebecca about her wish, he suddenly felt as if a switch had been flipped in his brain. A completely new sensation arose within him, like a window opening in a stuffy room, letting in fresh air. He instantly felt his thinking become much sharper, and a flood of inspiration blossomed in his mind like spring flowers. Looking at the bottles, jars, and herbs before him, countless design plans naturally formed in his mind. Every herb he had previously memorized was reactivated, transforming into a shining first-magnitude star in his memory.

This was the power of necromancy at work, transferring a portion of Rebecca's talent to the Abyss as a tribute of power. This signifies that Rebecca has finally opened her heart to the Abyss.

After going through so much with the Abyss, she finally trusted him and told him the secret she had been keeping hidden in her heart.

Abyss was pleased. He hadn't done anything special to improve Rebecca's favor; he had simply remained true to himself in front of her, acting with a clear conscience. This was exactly the result Abyss wanted to see.

“Since you’ve already promised me, I won’t worry anymore. This is my trust in you.” Rebecca wiped away her tears. Although her eyes were slightly red, her gaze became resolute. “I will also do everything in my power to help you. Since we have decided to cause trouble for the Lord of Nightmares, I will absolutely not let Him get away with it, even if He is a god.”

"Having you by my side is truly one of the three luckiest things in my life," Abis grinned.

"Ah... I wish you could lie to me and say that I'm the only lucky thing that's ever happened to you, although that's a little unfair to Flora and Leona." Rebecca laughed too. "But... that's just you. I like that you don't lie to me."

"Well... I sometimes lie too, but I can promise I'll always be on your side."

"That's good, that's good, please never abandon me." Rebecca hugged Abyss's arm again. "Ah, I really want to have a child with you."

"I wonder what special physical constitutions human and undead children might have." Abyss nodded seriously.

Now it was Rebecca's turn to blush. She patted Abyss's chest and said, "Why don't you be shy for a second!"

Chapter 109 Research Breakthrough

After their emotional exchange, the two quickly returned to their work. Unlike before, Abyss felt that the atmosphere was more pleasant when they were alone together after Rebecca opened up to him.

Rebecca used to be quite good at creating a lively atmosphere and would occasionally flirt with the Abyss, but it's different now. Now, the Abyss can sense that Rebecca radiates a natural, genuine joy when she's with him. This feeling is subtle; only those who are sensitive and perceptive, or those like the Abyss who are intermittently sensitive and perceptive, can perceive it.

"Abyss, give me that black mud you saved up before," Rebecca said to Abyss as she busied herself extracting and refining the apple pulp she had made.

Abyss summoned a magical catfish and retrieved a small jar from its mouth. Inside the jar was the black sludge from the Nightmare Assassin Abyss had previously killed, which Abyss had frozen solid with ice magic. After retrieving it, Abyss spent some time thawing it, as its temperature was extremely low, close to minus two hundred degrees Celsius, making it difficult to react with other potions.

"What do you plan to do with it?" Abyss handed Rebecca the melted black mud that was emitting a foul, fishy smell.

Rebecca carefully poured it into a round-bottomed flask and said, "I plan to conduct a comprehensive study on the properties of the trees, fruits, and the black mud used by the Nightmare Lord to produce Nightmare Spirits. This way, I can obtain general information about the Nightmare Spirits based on these properties. Then, I will concoct several special potions targeting Nightmare Spirits. The effect will be that as long as it touches a Nightmare Spirit, it will disintegrate. If we have such a thing, I think the Restoration Army will lose many fewer lives in the battles. And when the enemy's experts are killed and turned into black mud, they will definitely be able to judge which side to stand on, allowing the battle to end in a more peaceful way."

Abyss nodded in deep agreement. Many in the Kingdom of Osiri's army were simply too afraid to rebel with Princess Givia, fearing the label of traitor and the harm it would bring to their families. If you asked how many were truly loyal to Prince Kevin, probably less than 20%. Think about it: who would be so bored as to pledge allegiance to a guy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, ruthless, cruel, and arrogantly domineering?

Princess Givia was confident in the victory of her restoration army because she judged that the army of the Kingdom of Ossi would not fight her to the death. She believed that once the battle started, the restoration army could gain a certain advantage, and many people would voluntarily abandon the darkness and join the light.

If Rebecca's potion were used by the Restoration Army, those Ossi soldiers, who were not very loyal to begin with, would certainly not be willing to continue serving Prince Kevin after seeing their so-called experts turn into foul-smelling black mud.

What a joke! Who would want to serve a perverted king who lets monsters replace humans and impersonate them to fight? Who knows when one of them will be replaced?

“Be careful when you’re researching. I suspect these things not only have the usual physical and magical properties, but also some divinity,” Abyss cautioned. “I don’t know what the consequences would be if we got too close to this divinity.”

“I think it’s fine. Didn’t that little ghoul you summoned before happily eat the evil-mystical little apple?” Rebecca shrugged, smiling as she glanced at Abyss. “However, your words have reminded me that I might be able to extract some of the Nightmare Lord’s divine power from this thing…”

"Be careful, and let me know if you need my help."

“Oh, by the way, Abyss, could you please bring me that cylinder I left over there?” Rebecca added. “Remember not to open it; you can’t see what’s inside.”

"What is it? I'm so curious." Abyss casually used a traction spell to pull the cylinder over, but he listened to Rebecca and didn't open it to take a look.

“These are Flora’s private items,” Rebecca whispered, though no one could hear her even if she shouted. “She told me not to show them to you, so you can’t see them.”

"I see. If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have been so curious." Abyss said with a look of sudden realization.

“If I tell you outside, Flora will be so embarrassed. This is what she always wears close to her skin.” Rebecca covered her mouth and laughed. “You’re not allowed to tell anyone either, even if everyone knows it, you can’t say it out loud, or I’ll beat you up for Flora.”

“I understand, I understand…” Abyss quickly agreed, “Ah, so that means, part of the potion I drank before was…”

Shh... Don't say anything even if you see through it!

Rebecca began her busy work of preparing and testing the medicines. Abyss, having nothing to do for the time being, helped Rebecca grind some of the medicinal herbs that needed to be ground into powder while thinking about how to deal with the Lord of Nightmares.

Time ticked by, but both Abyss and Rebecca knew that time flowed differently here than outside, so there was no need to worry about wasting time. Rebecca was finally able to work at her preferred pace. As she worked, bottles of reagents with various effects were filled into beakers and placed on the table. Bottle after bottle of reagents was used up, and finally, Rebecca picked up the last small bottle.

"Abyss, look!"

It was a bottle of transparent solvent emitting a faint white glow. Abis could see a tiny black dot inside, about the size of a human hair. This black dot was constantly wriggling, as if trying to break free from some constraint, but the liquid around it firmly controlled it, preventing it from spreading freely. What this substance was was self-evident.