Investigation

Kalu, it takes about 30 failures to create a single successful scroll. The final product can be sold for the price of 60 blank scrolls plus the materials used.

Although it's profitable, 30 attempts would take at least a week, and if a defective product is produced, the actual price would be even lower.

"It seems that it will be a bit difficult for me to succeed in making it."

Ye Qian muttered something to herself, took out a scroll, and opened the lid next to it to prepare for making it.

After examining the pattern, she pondered for a moment, and then a thought suddenly struck her.

"If the pattern needs to be accurate, why not just use a machine-made mold?"

This can at least solve most common problems.

As for the accuracy of subsequent input, that depends on yourself.

When drawing patterns, although Kalu used auxiliary tools such as compasses, her hands still trembled when drawing some crooked curves, making it impossible for her to achieve complete precision, which was one of the reasons for her failure.

Thinking of this, Ye Qian didn't hesitate. She sent the book into reality, took a picture, enlarged it to the corresponding size, and then found a merchant online to make a mold.

"Plastic ones are fine, the more the better."

Press the mold shell onto the paper, pour in the powder, spread it evenly, and remove the mold to reveal perfect lines.

This method is clearly feasible.

An hour later, Ye Qian went to the offline store and took out a whole box of 1,000 very thin 3D printed molds.

The price is 200 yuan, which is 2 mao (0.2 yuan) per piece.

Delivered to the Kalu World, Ye Qian began experimenting. She mixed the powder with a natural, sticky liquid, poured it in, and spread it evenly. After it dried, Ye Qian removed the mold, certain that she had succeeded.

"Next comes the input, which is indeed the difficult part."

Following the lines, implant the corresponding spiritual power of the magic in a stable state, without the slightest error.

Chapter 104 Investigation

Currently, Ye Qian only possesses one white-quality spell, Fireball, which is mastered by Ye Qian No. 2. However, due to the rules, its success rate would be affected when crafting in reality.

Therefore, Ye Qian No. 2 could only temporarily come to the Kalu World to serve as a tool for scroll production.

In fact, the raw materials for these scrolls and the low-quality cores from the Kalu House can at most only be used for spells like Fireball. For Ye Qian No. 2, her current abilities are just right.

If the results are good, perhaps we could try creating abilities such as Wind Blade or ice spikes.

"Then, let's start trying."

The girl stretched out her hand and began to gather the spiritual energy needed for the Fireball in her palm.

These spiritual energies only need a trigger to form a fireball, but Ye Qian did not do that. Instead, she slowly infused her spiritual energy into the pattern, just like painting.

"Phew, it is indeed a bit difficult to control."

She discovered that the mind itself could tremble, and to achieve precise control, she had to use more of the body's brain as anchor points to assist herself.

After trying it out, she managed to implant the mental tentacles relatively perfectly when the spirits of several cannon fodder bodies simultaneously participated in controlling them.

"Now I know why Kalu is so slow."

She did it little by little, carefully carving only a tiny bit on the pattern each time, then stopping immediately to draw the next "stroke." If she did it continuously, she would "draw crookedly," which is why the Mage's scroll-making speed became extremely slow.

Interestingly, Ye Qian found that she had quite good control over it. By using different parts of her brain together, she actually made herself as precise as a machine.

In less than 3 minutes, a Fireball scroll was completed.

"Not bad, not bad."

He rolled up the paper, went outside the building, chose an open space, and flung it forward. The scroll immediately burst into flames, then transformed into a fireball that flew toward his target.

Boom!

The fireball produced a small explosion, with a power less than 5% lower than Ye Qian No. 2.

"It must have been because I drew it off-center at the beginning. I'll try again."

On her second attempt, she successfully cast Fireball with almost 100% power.

"Why do I feel like I could make money by selling this scroll?"

Looking at the pile of scrolls in her hands, her mind began to wander.

With Ye Qian No. 2's current mental strength, at full strength she could release over a hundred fireballs, and then recover after a nap.

This means she could easily make a large batch at once. Even if she sold them at a lower price, the money could be used to buy more useful items, and in the Main World, it could rapidly expand her military strength.

"It's not that it can't be sold in the real world... no, it can't be allowed to flood the real market in large quantities. It can only be an item exclusive to members of Dusk."

She knew that many players also had ways to create magic, but only her own people could manufacture scrolls at low cost.

"However, relying solely on my own efficiency is still too low. My mental energy is always limited. It would be great if there were other ways to utilize my mental energy."

After some thought, she realized that the only thing she could do was acquire some extraordinary items that could reliably provide spiritual power. Or she could simply create numerous clones, have them all learn the Fireball, and then use them as tools, constantly switching between resting and creating.

"Pfft, forget it, there's no need to push myself too hard."

I think it's better to make 50 copies first and store them. I'll use some myself and then figure out a way to reward the Dusk members with the rest.

Ye Qian acted immediately. After working on it for more than two hours, all fifty sheets were completed. She was a little tired, so she yawned and stood up from the ground.

"Go sell some cores and buy more blank scrolls, otherwise Kalu will be angry."

Looking at the pile of junk on the ground, Ye Qian sighed and controlled the cannon fodder Miss No. 7 to head to the shop in the town.

Blank scrolls are not rare in this world, but there are very few buyers. Generally, only specific Mage in each region will buy them.

After buying the required amount and a bunch for himself, Ye Qian No. 2 returned to the real world with the Fireball Scroll.

"Send some to Bai Yun? No, forget it."

She thought that Bai Yun was the first member of Dusk to be promoted, Soul Mystic, so he probably didn't need such low-level items.

For him, the best reward could only be Life Energy.

Because each promotion requires more energy, but also yields more attribute points.

"Mia, please."

That little girl from the old town is quite nice; Ye Qian likes her a lot.

Okay, she realized she was really a looks-obsessed person; she would secretly give some attention to pretty girls whenever she saw them. She was hopeless.

"Forget it, just put it in the exchange area for level 2 members. They can exchange it directly when someone is promoted."

Ye Qian has now specially made a box and placed it in the relatively safe Kalu World, where it is hidden by Cannon Fodder No. 6. The items inside are all bound to the exchange area. Once someone exchanges them, the prayer will be automatically fulfilled through Amia's ability.

It could be said that her own Mystic Thread also played a significant role. Otherwise, even with Amia's higher status, she probably wouldn't have been able to achieve this level of automation.

At the same time, in the real world, at the Shadow Bureau of Konghai City.

Two men in formal attire entered the building, where a large group of staff members stood ramrod straight in their offices.

After nodding to everyone, the two ignored everything and followed the city's Shadow Bureau into the office.

"Please sit down."

The two sat down.

Shi Jing and his captain stood to the side. They were not supposed to be in this kind of situation, but something happened this morning. It seemed that the remnants of the Insect Blood Society had launched an operation for unknown reasons. In order to strike back, the director directly dispatched a team of combatants, so naturally, Shi Jing's captain was sent to support them.

"We are aware of what happened to you yesterday. You did a very good job. The Personality Cult, an organization that threatens the security of Kingdom of Order and has Transcendent, is one we need to eradicate. Through recent events, the Supreme Headquarters has also learned that things are not peaceful here, so they have asked us to take special care of you." The speaker was an elderly man over 60 years old.

"Is the Supreme General Administration also paying attention to this matter?" the director asked, somewhat flattered.

"How can we not pay attention? The Insect Blood Society directly declared war on the Shadow Bureau, exposing the extraordinary organization to ordinary people, and in the end, they found nothing." The old man snorted matter-of-factly. "Our provincial investigation department has already performed divination on this matter, and the result pointed to a river. Our main purpose this time is to go to the divination site to take a look."

Upon hearing the Shi Jing "river," Jing's heart skipped a beat, but then she felt it was perfectly natural and quickly calmed down.

To his surprise, the old man suddenly turned his head and looked at him. "Hmm?"

The director looked over with a puzzled expression, Shi Jing, a member of our headquarters."

Shi Jing: "..."

Damn, his reaction was just subconscious, and so subtle that it was hard to notice even with close scrutiny. How could this guy have noticed it?

He noticed that the old man's expression carried a terrifying pressure, a unique aura of Transcendent. Moreover, he could tell from his own experience that the old man was far stronger than any of the advanced individuals he had encountered in the past.

Faced with this imposing aura, Shi Jing could only politely greet the old man, saying, "Greetings, leader."

"Hmm." The old man nodded, seemingly not pursuing the matter further, and turned to the bureau chief, saying, "Take a few men with you and come with me to our destination."

"Yes!" The bureau chief stood up.

The team drove directly to their destination, and on the Shi Jing, they discovered that the road led directly to the place where Battle Number 1 had died.

"Damn it, you've already chopped up the corpses and fed them to the fish, do you still want to dig out some X corpses?" Shi Jing thought maliciously in his heart, but remained completely calm on the surface.

Anyway, the other party definitely won't find anything out. Although Miss Combat No. 1 is a derivative of the original body, the two's genes are indeed different. In addition, the Mystic Thread has been broken and the spirit and soul have disappeared. In the end, she is just an empty shell with no meaning.

Even when Vier tried to find a connection herself, she couldn't get a result from the divination. She even repeatedly said that she knew Miss Combat Number 1 and that they were both her, but the result of the divination told her, "This has nothing to do with you."

"What the hell am I... ptooey, I have nothing to do with myself."

In short, this is enough to prove how successfully he did that thing.

Two hours later, after walking and stopping frequently, the two leaders finally arrived at the designated location and stood at their destination.

The old man looked at the extraordinary artifact in his hand that was reacting, nodded, and indicated, "It's right below me."

"Underfoot, does that mean buried by this stream?" The bureau chief looked at the scene with a puzzled expression.

"Did you bring your tools? Dig them out."

Then the team members took out their specialized tools from the vehicle, put on gloves, and began digging.

Before long, they discovered an underwater opening. A person put on diving gear, jumped in, and slowly dragged out a sentence... skeleton.

Shi Jing witnessing this scene.

Thankfully, it wasn't some giant that was dragged out; it seems the fish ate it all.

"Sir, there are signs of an explosion down there," a subordinate said respectfully to the old man.

The old man feigned deep thought, then turned to look at the other young leader beside him. "Now it's your turn. What should you do?"

The young man smiled and stepped forward, saying, "When it comes to skeletons, generally speaking, soul reading is definitely the most reliable method. Everyone, step back a bit, I'll give it a try."

"Okay, everyone stay at least 200 meters away," the old man said in a commanding tone.

Everyone looked at each other, at a loss for words, and could only obediently comply.

After retreating more than 200 meters, the man came up to the Skeleton and extended his right hand.

With his palm facing down, only 20 centimeters from the skull, a terrifying aura of Pollution suddenly erupted from the man.

Shi Jing's mind was suddenly plunged into a terrible illusion. He shook his head violently to come back to his senses, but he still felt unwell all over.

It's clear that the people around you are in pain.

This situation lasted for a brief moment before the Pollution disappeared.

"How is that possible?" The man's expression was off.

"What?" the old man asked.

"I can't read anything. It's like I'm talking about an object, not a life." The man narrowed his eyes, and his face turned very pale.

"You mean, this dead person is like an ordinary stone, without a soul?"

"That's right, it's incredible."

He stood up, took off his gloves, and said to the old man, "Next, we will proceed with the death reversal."

By this time, everyone around had gotten close to the corpse. Although the Pollution was strong, it was not very harmful because of the distance. However, everyone's expression was not good.

The bureau chief coughed slightly. "Death rewind, is that what I understand it to be?"

"Not bad." The old man waved his hand and said to everyone, "From now on, you don't need to stay away. Take a close look and see if you can find any details related to the Insect Blood Society."

"Yes," Shi Jing and the others answered together.

He was now genuinely curious about this person's abilities: death reversal, soul reading—these abilities were mostly related to the mental realm. Was this man primarily mental? Considering that everyone's power after advancement varied to some extent, even among those of the same profession, Ye Qian couldn't guarantee that he could acquire such abilities like the other person.

The scene that followed was somewhat mysterious. After the man released his spiritual power, a kind of power that was both Pollution and distorted, yet possessed a mysterious quality, existed at the scene.