The lower deck of the " Future " ship was pitch black.
Frank Lee lit a candle, illuminating the long table laden with flesh, mushrooms, wheat, and fish.
He casually pushed aside these things, clearing out a space that was just the right size to hold a piece of letter paper.
Immediately afterwards, he laid out the letter paper, picked up his pen, and wrote with an excited expression:
"My dear friend Gehrman, I'm glad you thought the dried mushrooms from last time were good. Perhaps they're even more useful than I thought. I'll revisit them when I have some free time."
"Because I've devoted myself entirely to the experiment you mentioned, I've stopped its production. Most of the previous ones were taken and burned by Nina, leaving only the last three. I hope they can be of help to you."
Along with them comes a new product: a mushroom that can grow and reproduce by consuming flesh and blood in dark environments. It has three types: one is hybridized with wheat and can be ground into mushroom powder for bread production; one has characteristics of hybridized dairy cows and can be used to extract milk; and one is mated with fish, which brings a refreshing taste and has a thick and dense flesh.
"It is important to note that they must never be eaten raw. They must be boiled in hot water above 90 degrees Celsius for at least 5 minutes to kill their active ingredients. Otherwise, no matter what form they take, they will actively absorb the surrounding flesh and blood, including human organs."
"Furthermore, they cannot distinguish between normal flesh and blood and the flesh and blood of Monster, nor can they effectively treat the latter, which will lead to the accumulation of corresponding toxins or madness."
"I feel that they will undergo different mutations and produce different levels of harm depending on the flesh and blood of different kinds of Monster, but I cannot confirm this because I lack enough Monster corpses for research. If you have any obtained during your adventures, please send them to me. I only need a small amount."
"As for whether there are any other problems, I'm not sure. This is still a work in progress, and we can't do any more testing or observation..."
"Wishing you all the best, Harvest adventure, your dearest friend, Frank Lee."
Frank put down his pen, read the reply from beginning to end, folded it with satisfaction, and placed a gold coin on top of it.
He quickly set up the ritual to summon the messenger and prepared to recite the incantation.
Just then, he subconsciously looked around and froze for two seconds.
Then, Frank moved all the dirt piled up nearby outside the door.
Inside the Earl Hall's luxurious villa in Queens Borough.
Audrey was hiding in her room, staring at the glass bottle in her hand.
The bottle contains a transparent, colorless, viscous liquid. When it is still, it is like a mirror, reflecting everything within its range perfectly. When it ripples, tiny eddies silently rotate beneath the surface.
This is the newly concocted " Hypnotist " Potion!
Audrey has finished digesting the " Psychiatrist " Potion and plans to advance to Sequence 6 before the " Psychology Alchemists " in Backlund contacts her.
After calming herself down with the " Placate " spell, Audrey bit her lip, raised the glass bottle, and gulped down the Potion.
After a brief chill, she suddenly felt her consciousness explode, and her body seemed to be affected, becoming somewhat ethereal.
At this moment, her Spirit Body, Astral Body, and Ether Body seemed to be absorbed and assimilated by her Mental Body. Her whole being floated up like a polymer of pure thoughts, sensing the boundless Sea of Collective Subconscious that connects all living beings, and sensing the Sky of Spirituality that corresponds to it.
Having experienced the shock of the " Psychiatrist " phase, Audrey did not panic. She maintained a sliver of clarity, restrained the instinctive urge to merge into the "sea," and allowed her consciousness to wander aimlessly before contracting back like a rubber band.
After an unknown amount of time, she finally regained herself and saw that the back of her hand was covered with fine, solid golden scales, and that the few strands of hair hanging down her shoulders were lustrous and heavy, as if they were cast from real gold.
These strange changes gradually subsided, Audrey quickly returned to normal. However, when she looked in the mirror, she discovered that her seemingly clear emerald eyes concealed strange vortices with unfathomable depths, making it difficult for anyone who saw them to look away and easily drawing them in.
This is a sign that her Spirituality has not yet been fully contained... Audrey's eyebrows and eyes slowly relaxed, and her smile gradually became clearer.
She looked at herself in the mirror, nodded gently, and said with an undisguised smile:
" Audrey, you're already Sequence 6!"
Once she had calmed down, she began to examine herself carefully to determine what extraordinary abilities she had gained and what substantial changes had occurred.
After some effort, Audrey had a basic understanding of the situation:
First, her physical attributes have been significantly enhanced. Both her strength and agility have surpassed the level of ordinary humans, and she can create a layer of "scales" on her skin to greatly resist and reduce damage. Second, her " Psychological Suggestion " has undergone a qualitative change, becoming Hypnosis in the non-combat domain. As long as she can truly focus the target's attention on something, Audrey can open the door to the other person's " Mental Body," directly modifying consciousness and influencing the subconscious.
In this way, the target will follow her arrangements without realizing it, and do all sorts of things that are contrary to their true will.
Of course, if Audrey's "arrangement" directly endangers the life of the Hypnosis person or the things they value most in their subconscious, the person will strongly resist, causing the Hypnosis to fail. In addition, if the target is mentally strong and determined, they can also resist Hypnosis to some extent.
Third, " Combat Hypnosis." Audrey can forcefully Hypnosis enemies, causing them to behave abnormally, such as attacking their companions or avoiding her, the " Hypnotist." However, this " Hypnosis " can only last for a short time, and the target will soon wake up and realize the problem. Furthermore, it cannot directly endanger the opponent's life or cause the enemy to commit suicide.
Fourth, " Psychological Invisibility " involves using an understanding of the target's Mental Body to place oneself in a "blind spot of consciousness," thus achieving a near-invisibility effect where one is clearly in front of the target but the other party cannot see or sense them at all.
"That's impressive... The only regret is that it still lacks the extraordinary ability to directly attack..." Audrey puffed out her cheeks almost imperceptibly, trying to suppress her Spirituality so that her eyes wouldn't appear so captivating.
After initially eliminating the anomaly, she Door Opening and let Susie in, using the golden retriever's cooperation to familiarize herself with her newly acquired extraordinary abilities.
Not long after, her personal maid Annie, knocked on the door and entered with an invitation.
"Miss, the church will be holding a charity gala on Saturday evening to raise funds for a newly established scholarship fund for the poor. We hope you can participate."
Audrey didn't answer directly, but instead asked:
Did you invite my dad and mom too?
"Yes, they also invited the Earl and Lady, as well as Lord Hibbert," Annie replied truthfully.
Audrey nodded and said with a slight smile:
Tell the church that I will attend.
"Also, I need to find out the specifics of that charitable foundation so I can decide how much to donate."
Evening, at the Intis Serenzo Restaurant.
"This place is truly magnificent, more so than the drawing rooms and living rooms of many nobles." Fors looked around, adopting a posture of gathering material.
Although she had participated in many literary salons hosted by nobles, she had always gone to their homes and had never been to such a top-class restaurant.
Hugh scratched his rough blond hair and said:
"This is the Intis style, quite different from ours. It looks flashy, but lacks substance."
"How could it lack substance? Look, those are famous oil paintings and sculptures..." Fors retorted deliberately.
Throughout this process, she kept her voice very low because they were not entering through the main entrance.
As they spoke, they found the small private room that the butler, Walter, had mentioned. Fors immediately " Door Opening," pulled Hugh inside, and hid in the cabinet in the private preparation room, waiting for their employer Dawn Dantès, and his guests to arrive.
"So, how many gold pounds is that 3% stake in Coim Company worth?" Fors asked casually, bored.
In the morning, she and Hugh entered Saint Samuel Cathedral, ostensibly to pray, but actually to provide protection.
Xiu hesitated for a moment and said:
"At least several thousand pounds, I think that bishop takes it very seriously."
"Wow, they're really rich! They donate thousands of pounds so easily. Why don't they help us poor folks?" Fors remarked jokingly.
At that moment, the door to the private room opened, Dawn Dantès and Congressman Macht family walked in, took their seats, and the waiters began to busy themselves.
Hugh and Fors stopped talking, listening to the idle chatter outside while keeping an eye on their surroundings, occasionally twitching their noses at the aroma of food.
Suddenly, Hugh frowned slightly, as if sensing something, then relaxed again, as if nothing had happened.
"What's wrong?" Fors leaned close to her friend's ear and whispered.
Hugh shook his head and said:
"It's nothing, I was just too tense, which caused an overreaction."
At that moment, Klein put down his knife and fork and glanced casually at the chair next to him.
In his eyes, which had activated their Spirit Vision, a strikingly beautiful head with blond hair and red eyes emerged from the void, a bulging letter clenched in its mouth.
In a faint scent, Klein seemed to smell milk, wheat, and sea fish.
His lips twitched slightly, and he quietly reached out with his left hand to catch the letter, without the other three people sitting in the other seats—Congressman Macht, Madam Liana, and Hibbert— not noticing.
Just as Klein discreetly slipped the letter into his pocket, the waiter came out of the preparation room to serve new dishes to the four guests, two of which were butter-fried mushrooms.
Seeing this, Klein suddenly felt nauseous, his expression turned slightly strange, and his left hand, which was still in his pocket, trembled slightly.
PS: Updated first, revised later.