Ian opened his eyes in the white room, surrounded by his mission partners. Although they left long before him, they returned at the same time. After the Samsara Hall asked, he chose to agree, and then the broadcast about completing the perfect two-star mission spread to every corner. Ian ignored their strange looks and went straight back to his room.
According to his previous plan, he wanted to complete the third low-level mission before participating in the promotion mission. However, time was tight, so he decided to speed up the progress a little. He called up the exchange list and prepared to start building Silver Destruction 3.0. However, before he could start, he received a call from Dr. Frey, his former boss during the first mission.
"I didn't expect you to call me."
"I just finished the task and I really want to find someone to talk to, and you are the first person I think of," Eve replied. "How about it? Are you in the mood for a drink?"
"Why not?" There are many areas in the Samsara Hall for Reincarnators to relax. As a group of people who lick blood on the tip of a knife every week, they also like to party like there is no tomorrow. Therefore, the craziest things happen in these areas, including many disgusting things. Ian and Eve chose a medium-sized bar located in the residential area of Britain as their meeting place.
When Ian arrived, Eve was already waiting for him. Unlike before, she did not wear a lab coat or the military body armor from her first mission. Instead, she wore a knee-length black skirt, a blue shirt and a white sweater. Her hair was not tied up, but draped casually over her shoulders. She looked beautiful, smart, and a little bookish.
"It seems that your mission is not going well," Ian commented when he saw that she had started to drink.
"This damn place sent me to Germany in 1941 and made me a French Foreign Legion soldier. I was shot three times and almost died," Eve said through gritted teeth.
"Sounds like you were lucky enough to be sent to a world without supernatural powers."
"If this is luck, then I would rather not." Eve drank the wine in one gulp. Luck What's more, this is a magic bar, so the wine glass was automatically filled again.
"How is your daughter?"
A smile immediately broke out on her face. "She's fine. That medicine is a miracle. It not only cured her disease, but also restored her body to its best condition." The time spent with her daughter in the past seven days was the best time in Eve's life. Unfortunately, she is living on borrowed time, which means she may die at any time, leaving her daughter as an orphan.
"Don't talk about me. How was your mission? Well, I heard the broadcast, so it should be going well. But I'm curious what happened?"
Ian didn't mind explaining to her what happened, and Eve also listened attentively. After listening, she sighed in awe, "I must admit, I Envy your ability and the speed of your progress. The lowest wizard path Potions also costs 5000 points, and I need to do about a dozen tasks to save up. The worst part is, this thing only has a 25% success rate. If I'm unlucky and fail..."
"Your thinking is wrong."
"What do you mean?"
"You shouldn't save all your points. Instead, you should use them to make yourself stronger. The stronger you are, the greater your chance of survival, and the easier it is to earn more points."
"But if I choose a power system now, won't there be conflicts when I become a wizard in the future?"
"It's unlikely, but even if there are conflicts, the power of the Samsara Hall can offset these conflicts."
"It seems that I have been looking at this problem with the wrong mentality," Eve murmured. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, I can provide you with more help," Ian said, slowly pressing his finger on the table, leaving an indentation. "I developed my own perfect T-virus and injected it into myself. If you want, I can also make one for you, but you have to pay for the materials."
"How many points are needed?" Eve asked immediately.
"No points are needed, because the materials can be found on our planet. I will give you an account, and you need to wire me $450,000."
"No problem. Thank you again. If you need anything, just ask."
"I will."
The two chatted for a few more hours, and then Ian returned to his room. He spent points to expand Dimensional Space, built a state-of-the-art laboratory in the basement, and made Eve's serum. He sent a robot to her.
Finally, he began to study. The next improvement of the armor was the power source and the integration of Space-Time Jump Chain technology. Ian had already mastered the core technology of cold fusion from his previous theoretical research on the clone and the information from the White Spikes spacecraft.
Therefore, his course focused on the soul control of Alchemy and mastering the knowledge needed to make the scaled-down version of Space-Time Jump Chain appear more reasonable. In addition, he also needs to lay the foundation for using Alchemy to create Philosopher's Stone and pocket dimensions in the future, just like "Father" in "Fullmetal Alchemist" tried to develop his own Gate of Truth, but the latter ended up creating Gluttony.
Three days later, Silver Destruction 3.0 is complete. It contains a new power source, teleportation capabilities, limited time travel capabilities, anti-gravity boots instead of jet boots, a newly developed titanium-Graphene alloy-which makes the suit as hard as diamond but less brittle because of the addition of titanium-and several new weapons.
After testing the performance of the armor, he checked Samsara Hall's description of his rank.
[Rank: Level 4 (A set of excellent armor with its own soul, a product of the combination of superb Alchemy and technology, is enough to destroy a country. It is recommended that Reincarnators be combined with Fusion or transform it into a soul weapon.)]
'This is a good suggestion,' Ian thought to himself. He had some ideas on how to develop this suit of armor, but he was not entirely sure because he hoped to design it into something that would be useful to him after this mission was successful. Converting it into a soul weapon was a good direction worth exploring.
After the armor was completed, Ian focused his attention on Telepathy. He took classes to develop his abilities, but only focused on how to defend his own brain. He even spent points to hire a very talented Telepathy practitioner to train him, and the training included hacking Ian's brain while he was defending.
By the fifth day, Ian's 50,000 points were almost spent, so he focused his energy on the last task: transforming White Spikes. He used T-virus to enhance the alien monster's abilities, including their strength, energy resistance, toxin resistance, and reproductive ability. His new laboratory uses Alchemy and innovative cloning technology to mass-produce these alien monsters. As long as Ian has enough biomass, he can continue to create them.
There is a weapons sales area in the Samsara Hall, where Reincarnators can display their works for buyers to choose from. Ian is not surprised that others have also seen the value of White Spikes and have weaponized it. Of course, his version is one of the best, so someone spent 10,000 points to buy a batch for weapons testing. The man said that if his product proved effective on the battlefield, he would contact Ian again.
Ian used these points to create 100 Doom Bots and 100 White Spikes in preparation for his promotion mission. He also expanded the capacity of Seamless Stretching Bag to accommodate all these things. Although he did not know what he would encounter on this mission, he wanted to be fully prepared. Finally, Ian returned to Earth.