In the room, with the doors and windows tightly shut and the interior dimly lit, Xuan Ye steadily held a test tube. Without any other tools, he used it to draw an intricate, complicated pattern on the floor with the silvery, viscous liquid inside.
'Drip.'
The final drop of silvery liquid fell onto the floor, successfully connecting the beginning and end of the entire complex pattern.
With a casual toss, the now-empty test tube landed steadily on the distant tabletop. It lined up with the other empty test tubes as neatly as if someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder had measured them.
Besides the empty test tubes, three neatly arranged Spatial Bags and some folded clothes could also be seen on the tabletop.
Uh, since the clothes had been folded and placed on the table, the man striking the Thinker pose in the middle of the complicated runes was obviously completely naked. If someone barged in right now, their first impression would definitely be the word 'pervert.'
"Tsk~, the advancement ritual for a compound Special Profession is such a hassle. Fortunately, Jane gave me two Magic Cores back then. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have had much confidence."
A certain bald, naked pervert muttered to himself.
Relying on the supplies inherited from the four-man group's stockpile, Xuan Ye had already prepared all the other materials. Now that the Earth Magic Core was also in place, all that remained was for his own Spiritual Power to make a breakthrough.
After the successive mental shocks on the Night of the Rescue had helped him break through, he had spent the following period constantly researching and analyzing the three Class Skills he had acquired upon entering the profession. His Spiritual Power had thereby become much more consolidated, completely stabilizing at the Ninth-Grade Apprentice level. His injuries