Chu Sheng had never imagined that crafting sacrificial items in bulk would make people think a god was at work.
To him, these trash sacrificial items-made by fusing a single supernatural material with an object to produce a random ability-were about as low as the rankings could go.
As it turned out, though, a well-fed man knew nothing of a starving man's hunger.
The heavenly craftsman sequence allowed him to craft his own sacrificial items, so naturally he did not appreciate their rarity. As long as he had supernatural materials, he could churn out plenty of them.
In his eyes, even sacrificial items with five-digit rankings were trash, the sort he disdained at a glance.
In reality, among the countless survivors and Sequence Adepts, even a sacrificial item ranked below ten thousand was a treasure they could only dream of finding.
At that moment, Chu Sheng was staring blankly at a tree stump as thick as a thigh.
The stump was densely packed with growth rings, bearing a distinct sense of the passage of time.
"How could something like this exist?" Chu Sheng frowned as he sensed the property within the stump's growth rings.
Within the stump, he sensed a property of time, an aura both ancient and weighty.
Looking at the stump before him, Chu Sheng considered it for a moment, then took out the copy of Five Thousand Years of Chinese History he had acquired earlier.
"Since its property is time, this book should be a pretty good match..." Chu Sheng murmured. An idea had occurred to him: if he fused this book with that property, could he obtain information about the future?
History was weighty, encompassing the changes wrought by time. In his view, the two were a perfect match.
"Forget it. Thinking alone won't tell me