"Whether the picture some old lecher drew is simple or not, I don't know, but I feel worse and worse. It looks like I've gained quite a lot, yet somehow it feels like I haven't gained anything."
Colin found that all these things, whether they had mysterious properties or not, weighed hundreds or even thousands of pounds. The candlestick in particular was measured in tons.
There didn't seem to be a single thing here that he could use.
Every item was simply too big. No matter how he looked at it, the size was all wrong.
Even the "lightest" ceremonial robe weighed over two hundred pounds.
But when Colin saw the last piece of equipment, he could hardly keep from tearing up.
Finally, there was something he could just barely use!
["Meditation Headband": When worn to wrap around the body, it keeps the mind sufficiently clear and can resist eighty percent of the mental influence of Lord-level Aberrations.]
[Note: Don't disturb me while I'm thinking!]
[Hint: You think you can wear it as clothing to double the speed of your thought processes and ignore the mental influence of Aberrations below Lord level. However, using it for more than three hours will gradually cause emotional loss. After five hours, this effect becomes irreversible.]
[After 24 hours without contact, the usage time resets.]
"I'm touched."
Colin took a deep breath. The headband's effects were pretty good, and it didn't have any major drawbacks.
By now, he had been examining the loot for nearly ten minutes. The War Chariots had all pushed into the woods and driven over to this spot.
No one interrupted Colin as he sorted through the spoils. The others tacitly kept watch over him.
Some Survivors curiously asked what had dropped. Colin didn't hide it, and shared the joy