Still, Ruger followed his original plan and spent a full day resting, completely at ease.
He enjoyed a perfect day, slept at Serious Mouse's Inn until he woke naturally, then treated himself to a lovely cup of Sour Mushroom Wine, complete with his specially made personal mushroom goblet and a flying ice maker dedicated to serving him.
Humming snatches of a tune at random, he tugged at his old robe and strolled toward the Experiment Corner in the Bedroom Space, his hands clasped behind his back.
The spirit furs he had called came swarming over. They abandoned the Divine Temple preparations they had been so eager to work on and reached the Experiment Corner before Ruger did. There were still plenty of Pale Yellow Crystals left to purify.
With his hands behind his back, Ruger slowed his steps and looked at the spirit furs that had arrived ahead of him.
"Great master, my great lord, I followed your instructions and selected a few of the finest among the fine furs, but when the others found out, they all insisted on coming..." Stray Hair One said, bouncing beside him and sounding a little aggrieved.
When Ruger had called Stray Hair One, he had explicitly said that only some of the spirit furs needed to come.
Ruger walked into the Experiment Corner with a smile, and the spirit furs followed, cheering and chattering.
Soon, the first round of meditation began.
Once his meditation was over, he moved on to the real task at hand: constructing the spell model for Boundless Cage.
It was a cage meant to trap others. Ruger certainly could not let it trap him, or that would be far too ridiculous.
Even if he really was caught in a dilemma at the moment.
Some of the spirit furs returned