He had not expected Monrojina's gift to be a bottle of potion.
Though Ye Qiyan knew very well that Monrojina could make potions.
After all, she had helped make his first bottle of potion after his ascension.
The name that bottle of potion ultimately received was:
[Potion·Ø]
Ye Qiyan would never forget that name.
He had drunk three bottles of potion in total.
The other two were [Potion (Level 12)] and [Potion].
Now, his fourth bottle had arrived.
"This one actually has no level. Its potential... such intense potential."
It could undergo ascension; he could infuse it with a drop of his blood and a little of his mental energy.
["I like it. I recommend sending more gifts like this in the future."]
["Pfft, you really are greedy. Still, as long as you like it, getting the materials from Zhuxing Tu was worth it."]
Monrojina's gaze fell on her [Cause and Effect Recompense].
Of the twelve chains originally wrapped around it, the outermost one had changed from blood-gold to dark gold, then faded from dark gold to an ordinary color. There were even faint cracks appearing on it.
"Is the first one finally about to come undone?"
She wore a smile and also saw the message Ye Qiyan sent.
["That's Gina for you. Got to go, I've arrived."]
The imaginary-number transit ended.
With Little Snake's flicking tongue sounding a reminder,
the Transcendent Order Anchor left imaginary number space and returned to the Wasteland.
Slairin Town.
The last remaining trace of what had once been the Doomsday Platform World, Sleirin.
Perhaps other fragments had drifted into the void and become low-level platforms, but those were no longer lands that could easily be found.
In a sense, the people living here were fortunate.
Because a Train Conductor had happened to bring