Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

As for the nightmare... her sophisticated techniques, boldness, and the ability to slightly adjust her body parts allow people to enjoy bcd overnight. Coupled with her acting skills and temperament, she can handle both mature women and young girls very well.

In her case, Ciel was just a little bit away from using his extraordinary ability to show his physical fitness...

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Chapter 25: Who made me a kind person?

"Hahaha~ Rocks, how was it last night?" Endsworth's exaggerated voice sounded in Charles' ears.

Strictly speaking, he should have asked Ciel how his day was yesterday.

Because of the Horcruxes, the City of Eternal Night is always in a state of night, and yesterday, Ciel was brought here by Endsworth during the day.

Ciel shakily stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs-up.

"Hahaha, I should have reminded you to be more restrained about this kind of thing later." In response to Charles's performance, Endsworth patted him on the shoulder, and then took him to a restaurant on the other side of the City of Eternal Night for dinner.

Looking at the Wicks whitebait, highland whitebait, and Suglina round-faced chicken in front of him...

Professor Endsworth, I'm actually not feeling weak at all now, really.

Touching his waist, Charles wanted to use his eyes to tell him that he was actually in good health.

After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

After all, he is a very good actor, and as an ordinary person he really needs to catch up at this time.

After dinner, Endsworth took Charles out of the City of Eternal Night. At this time, it was night outside.

"Ron, send Rocks home and then come back to me." Endsworth instructed the coachman beside him, then turned to look at Charles, "Rocks, you go back first. I have some things to do here."

"Professor Endsworth, I'm leaving first." Charles held onto the carriage and gave a rather weak smile.

"Have a good rest tonight and come to my office early tomorrow. I have some ideas about your position." Endsworth said with a smile.

Charles nodded and quickly got into the carriage.

After the coachman took him away, his figure appeared again at the gate of the City of Eternal Night.

"Although it doesn't quite fit the character I'm playing."

"But even the best actors don't work 24 hours a day."

"I need some time to relax, too."

While saying this, Charles strode towards the brothel with a sign that read "Meow Meow Paradise".

Orcs... I remember playing with foxmen before, but I haven't tried catmen yet...

During the Five Gods Era, the cat people dressed and looked very fierce, which is completely different from the style now.

The fox people's bodies are very soft, and the cat people should be similar.

The next day, Charles returned to his room contentedly after his guess was confirmed, and then pretended to find a public carriage and got on it.

The carriage was not big, but as it was a busy time, there were already several people sitting inside. Charles nodded and smiled at them, then began to think about which store in the city that never sleeps to go to tonight.

Don't get him wrong, he wasn't there with any dirty thoughts.

He just wanted to help those alien races better integrate into the world.

For this reason, he was willing to pass on the essence of his life to them.

Hey ~

Who made me a naturally kind person?

With all kinds of thoughts in his mind, a strange smile appeared on Charles's lips.

A middle-aged woman sitting opposite him seemed to be frightened and got off the bus in a hurry before reaching the destination.

Perhaps it was because her departure triggered a chain reaction, that during the last leg of the journey, Charles felt as if he were riding in a public carriage like a private one.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but when Charles got off the carriage, he always felt that there was something wrong with the look in the coachman's eyes.

After getting off the carriage, Charles walked straight towards Endsworth's office.

What was a bit embarrassing was that when he just arrived downstairs of his office, Endsworth's carriage was parked there leisurely.

"Good day, Professor Endsworth." Charles stopped and bowed slightly.

"Good day, Lockes." Professor Endsworth's face was a little pale and his steps were a little unsteady.

As a transcendent in the magic system, although his body has also been strengthened, he has been working day and night for more than half a month, and then for two consecutive days... Even he feels a little empty at this time.

"By the way, Rocks, I already have an idea about your job."

"Mississippian Introductory Course in the Department of Ancient Languages, and the elective course "Words and Mystery."

Both courses are relatively simple and basic. [Mississippi Script Beginner's Guide] is a course that explains the origin and phonetic symbols of the written language, while [Words and Mystery] is an overview course that talks about the mysterious power hidden in words. It is quite suitable for beginners like Ciel.

"Thank you for your trouble," Charles thanked him.

"If you have time, you can learn more about the history of the Five Gods Era. I hope you can bring me some surprises one day in the future." Endsworth looked at Charles with a smile.

Don't worry...I will definitely give you a big surprise - maybe even a shock.

Outside the city of Moroston, Krolov Manor.

Peroz Krolov carefully read some relevant information about the "Pure White God" Enkot in the family.

Enket is the demigod who created the black ocean.

Not long after creating the Black Ocean, Enkot was killed in a siege.

Some historical records state that Enket was beheaded on the spot, while others record that he did not die immediately, but escaped the siege and eventually returned to his country where he died of his injuries.

The Krolov family did not do in-depth research on Enkot. After all, from his birth to his death, he did not have what the Krolov family needed.

But during one of his expeditions, Peroz's father, Rotun Krolov, found some records about Enkot while excavating the tomb of a saint.

According to these records, Enket was not killed immediately, but returned to his kingdom and fell into "eternal sleep" after some arrangements.

The so-called "eternal sleep" is the core theory of extraordinary rebirth. In this theory, as long as a person's extraordinary characteristics are not extinguished, then one day that person will walk out of the extraordinary characteristics and gain new life.

Of course, this theory itself is not that simple. It requires various rituals and time, which is a very troublesome thing.

Because the time required for the theory is too long, most people will choose to create a tomb with multiple mechanisms and strict defenses. If conditions permit, they will place the tomb in a world outside the main biological world, such as the astral world, the shadow world, the spirit world and the like.

"The Island of Jevils, a legendary island between fantasy and reality."

"The White God... is he really here?"

"Even if it's not here, there must be some historical materials on this island that would interest Him."

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Chapter 26: Eternal Blazing Sun: It’s Too Hard for Me

Whatever the mysterious man's purpose was, Peroz was very grateful to him.

Without him, perhaps she could regain her extraordinary characteristics by praying to the "Holy Light", but her father's body would be lost forever in an unknown place.

So, no matter what the mysterious man's purpose was, she needed to do something to repay his kindness.

Although Charles had told him the reason for his visit when he appeared, accepting unexplained favors was not the Krolov family's style.

What's more, in addition to her father's body, she wanted to know why her father died.

The mysterious man only told her that it was because of greed, but which adventurer or archaeologist is not greedy?

"If we go out to sea, I remember my father gave me a list of names."

"Maybe I can get some help from there."

As a family endowed with extraordinary bloodlines and possessing extraordinary characteristics that are extremely suitable for archaeological exploration, the Krolov family is not very large due to their love of seeking death, but because of their abilities, they have many friends who are willing to adventure with them.

There's a saying among some adventurers in the Eastern Continent: "Exploration itself is like putting your head on your hips, and adventuring with Krolov is even more so. But when a Krolov invites an adventurer, no one can refuse."

The reason is naturally for profit.

Most adventurers pursue nothing more than money, extraordinary traits, or even titles.

But the Krolov family didn't care. What they pursued was the "Holy Cloth" and the "Ladder". The Krolov family was famous for being fair in distributing the proceeds of the expedition, and could even be described as generous.

At the same time, the role they can play is also very large. They are proficient in various ancient languages ​​and are familiar with various historical records. As the most important decryption experts in the team, they not only have the ability to discover history and treasures, but also do not need protection from others.

Although ancient languages ​​and even ancient history are university subjects, there should be many people who are proficient in them.

But in fact, although various countries are offering this subject, there are still very few people who are proficient in it.

The reason is simple. After graduating from this subject, students can either work as teachers or in some companies.

However, the salaries for these positions are generally not high and the number of positions is limited.

The other option can earn you much more money, such as joining an expedition team as a decryption expert.

When not exploring, there is a guaranteed weekly salary of 3 gold pounds or more, and when exploring, it starts at 100 gold pounds.

Most people will choose this way to make money, but this way you make money quickly but also die quickly.

This is true even for adventurers who prioritize protecting decryption experts.

Many ruins and tombs are not dangerous if you can't find them or understand them, but for some, once you find them and see clearly what the words on them are, curses, weirdness, and dangers left by the tomb owner will follow.

Decryption experts with extraordinary abilities also have certain self-protection capabilities. It is common for simple decryptors without extraordinary powers to die after just one look.

The Krolov family can be said to be old "archaeologists". Not only can they serve as decryptors, but they can also serve as main attackers and even some other positions. They are considered all-rounders.

This kind of people join voluntarily, without asking for money and even giving you money. At the same time, the proceeds from the expedition are distributed fairly. If you die and have family members, your family can also receive a large pension.

Although the places explored with Krolov are a bit dangerous, do adventurers care about this?

The more dangerous the place is for them, the greater the reward!

"Englis, a Sequence 7 Shadow Scholar, excels at manipulating shadows, possesses strong survivability, and is experienced... However, his personality is a bit cruel, making him unsuitable for a novice adventurer like me."

"Uncle Victor, my father used to bring him home often, but his abilities weren't well suited to the ocean environment."

"Ende, disappeared with my father. Now that I think about it..."

After looking through some of the "legacies" left by his father or the Krolov family, Peroz finally found some suitable candidates.

"Uncle Finks, he's been here a few times since my father disappeared, so he's pretty familiar with me. The area he's been active in happens to be where Jevers Island is."

"I remember my father mentioned that he usually made his fortune by finding uninhabited islands in the ocean and selling them to the government or private individuals. Occasionally, he would pretend to be a merchant ship and stage a robbery to gain wealth."

Finks was a companion who had the most interactions with Peroz's father. Peroz had sent him an invitation to his father's funeral, but he was at sea at the time and did not receive it.

After finding the leader of the team, Peroz carefully looked through the books again and found another cryptographer who could replace her.

Although he has the name of Krolov, he has also been preparing to inherit this name since he was a child.

But no matter what, Peroz had just integrated the extraordinary characteristics, the potion had not even been fully digested, and this was his first real adventure.

If we don't find someone to replace her, the entire expedition team might be destroyed if she gets into an accident.

"May the light of the eternal sun illuminate our path forward..."

Eternal Blazing Sun: Your family is always thinking about stripping off my clothes, and you still want me to shine for them? It's so hard for me.

A week later, Peroz appeared in Fordrance Harbor and successfully met Captain Finks and his companions.

"Little Peroz, it's been a long time since I last saw you. I heard about your father's situation. I'm sorry I didn't make it to his funeral." Finks opened his arms, hugged Peroz, and said sadly.

He went into the ocean a few months ago and came back two days ago. When he saw some letters in his mailbox, he felt a little sad.

"Actually, after such a long time, I felt relieved after confirming my father's condition." Peroz showed a carefree smile.

"It's great that you think so." Finks nodded. "Is there anything you want to talk to me about this time?"

"Yes, Uncle Finks, I want to go on my own adventures just like my father did."

"Hahahaha~ Peroz, you really have grown up."

"It's really an honor to be your first companion on your adventure." Finks patted Peroz's shoulder as he spoke.

For a moment, Peroz's resolute expression could no longer be maintained.

Uncle Finks, do you know how hard your slap is?

Finks was not aware of Peroz's resentment. After patting Peroz on the shoulder, he turned around and strode into the tavern.

At this moment, his companions in the tavern were feasting and drinking for their harvest. For sailors, every break between voyages was a precious time for relaxation that must not be wasted.