Lynn sealed the crystal bottle containing the Soul-Eroding Spirit Liquid, labeled it, and placed it in a corner of his dimensional space.
This stuff was quite valuable and might come in handy someday.
He put the ring on the ring finger of his left hand, its face fitting snugly against his skin.
The aura of the Holy Light Blood Essence seeped through the ring face. It was faint enough that one would never notice it without taking a careful sniff.
He raised his hand and examined it under the lamplight.
A silver ring, a transparent face, and golden-white motes of light drifting slowly within it.
Attractive and harmless.
The next day, Lynn appeared at the entrance of the Bone Vault wearing that ring.
The apprentice at the entrance lowered his head in salute. Lynn nodded and headed up to the second floor.
Several official Wizards were reading on the second floor. When they saw him enter, their gazes lingered briefly on his face before noticing the ring deliberately displayed on the ring finger of his left hand.
A silver ring, a transparent face, and golden-white motes of light drifting slowly within it.
Lynn passed them by and ascended to the third floor amid their respectful salutes.
Wayne still appeared silently behind him, a brilliant smile on his face as though he had encountered a kindred spirit.
Over the following days, Lynn spent every day buried in the Bone Vault, ravenously absorbing knowledge.
With his cheat at hand, Lynn refused nothing, recording everything whether it was useful or not.
All five hundred workstations were continuously analyzing the restrictions in the paid area. Progress was slow, but there were breakthroughs every day.
He was in no hurry. He had two years, and the restrictions were not going anywhere.
Wayne came punctually