Ruger had never judged a journey by its so-called gains. His days as a young Kobold had been an unforgettable journey too. The gains had been meager, but they still held plenty of merit in his heart. A long stick that fit his hand counted as a gain, the way he had learned to tell time by his empty stomach counted as a gain, and the scorched, foul-smelling chunks of meat Aisijin roasted counted all the more.
For every journey, he could find a whole pile of gains he could talk about endlessly.
Yet this time, they were exceptionally prominent. It looked like a hurriedly ended trip to the Small World, where some planned matters had been thrown into disarray or even completely severed, but his harvest was all the more astonishing; the Garden Library alone already exceeded imagination.
Among the gains he had yet to digest, there was a Spirit Fur Cultivation Method he had not started on, as well as a special kind of hair that filled whatever it attached to with vitality, whose secrets he had yet to unravel. These were all gains from his journey through the Small World. His trip to the Demon Hunter Wizards' lair for experimental materials was mainly for these two kinds of fur, too. In his spare time over the past few days, he had already worked out a rough list of materials and possible substitutes.
The first Spirit Fur Cultivation Method had been an apology gift from Tab, that plump female Wizard he could never figure out. It was a complete cultivation method, with all the materials and equipment clearly listed.
The Spirit Fur Cultivation Method for flawless spirit furs originated from a kind of pure beast.
In theory, it could turn even a Kobold like him into an imitation