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Chapter 84
Chapter 84: Preparation! Orb of Death + Mana Infusion = Stored Magic Power?
Blaze Moon, the 15th.
This was his eighth day in E-Rantel.
Tang Zheng's original plan was to restock his supplies and equipment before heading to the Baharuth Empire, but acquiring the scroll crafting technique had temporarily changed his plans.
For the past few days, Tang Zheng had dedicated almost all his energy to crafting magic scrolls, even expending a skill point to raise his Papermaking skill to the third tier.
...
Skill: Papermaking (Tier 3)
Cost: 15 MP
Effect: Creates 500 sheets of high-quality paper.
...
Tier 2 Papermaking could produce 700 sheets of tier-two paper, while Tier 3 only produced 500.
Similar to crafting tier-two magic scrolls, crafting tier-three magic scrolls also required twenty sheets of tier-three paper.
His current MP was 28. Since he didn't have a true spellcasting class, his MP only recovered at a rate of one point per hour.
Over the course of a day, he had a total of 52 MP to use.
To make a tier-two magic scroll, he first needed to expend 5 magic power to create the scroll itself, then activate the enchantment spell "Second Tier: Magic Accumulation" before infusing the tier-two magic into it.
The entire process required a total of 25 magic power.
Crafting a tier-three scroll, on the other hand, required 30 magic power.
It took over a day to craft one tier-three magic scroll and one tier-two magic scroll.
Eight days passed.
Including those crafted today, Tang Zheng now possessed ten "Third Tier: Angel Summoning" magic scrolls and five "Second Tier: Angel Summoning" magic scrolls.
"Ten Flame Archangels should be enough to suppress the enemy. The five Guardian Angels will be used to spread misinformation."
Tang Zheng sat on the inn bed, looking at the fifteen magic scrolls laid out before him. There were dark circles under his eyes, but his gaze was filled with solemnity and seriousness.
"It's not enough. I need a safer plan. I'll take another two days to craft more scrolls."
Thinking of this.
Tang Zheng waved his hand at the magic scrolls before him, storing them all in his item box.
Over these past few days, he had carefully calculated the timing to ensure no magic power was wasted during its recovery. Day or night, the moment he had enough MP, he would immediately craft a scroll.
This was why dark circles had formed under his eyes, vaguely reminding Tang Zheng of the miserable days of punching the clock in his previous life.
He couldn't help it; his current magic power was too scarce, and every point had to be used efficiently.
Although the Magic Swordsman class could increase his magic power, at this stage—or rather, before he acquired the Cursed Knight and Valkyrie classes—he would most likely not level up his Magic Swordsman class.
Naturally, before then, Tang Zheng would not take on any mid or high-tier magic-based classes and waste experience points.
This was precisely why!
Tang Zheng had set his sights on Khajiit, one of the Twelve High Disciples of Zuranon, who was hiding within E-Rantel.
To be precise, it was the Orb of Death, the magic item in Khajiit's possession.
The Orb of Death.
One of its most prominent features was its independent intelligence, something that didn't exist in the game YGGDRASIL.
Another feature was its ability to autonomously absorb and store negative energy!
This ability, whether in the anime or the light novel, was actually quite unremarkable.
Tang Zheng hadn't paid much attention to it at first. However, after acquiring the Magic Swordsman class, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, sparked by the traits of the passive skill 'Mana Infusion' that came with the class.
Could this passive ability be combined with the Orb of Death's storage ability?
What was negative energy?
For an undead spellcaster, it was nothing more than another form of magic power or special energy.
Since the Orb of Death could store energy, could it also store magic power? After all, magic power was a type of energy.
He could potentially use the Mana Infusion ability to forcibly channel magic power into it, turning the Orb of Death into a dedicated item for storing magic power.
Of course!
This was just his current speculation. Whether it could truly be realized would only be known once he obtained the magic item.
After all!
Neither YGGDRASIL nor the Otherworld possessed potions for restoring magic power.
To increase one's magic power, recovery speed, or reduce consumption, one could only rely on classes, top-tier magic items, or even pay-to-win items.
In this regard, Tang Zheng couldn't compare to the Bone King.
Otherwise!
At this stage, Tang Zheng would have no need to provoke an organization like Zuranon.
In the eyes of ordinary people, an underground organization like the Eight Fingers, with influence spanning the entire Kingdom, was already a terrifying existence.
In that context, Zuranon was an evil secret society capable of threatening entire nations!
The entire organization consisted of only thirteen people: twelve High Disciples and an extremely mysterious Alliance Leader.
Based on the information revealed in the anime and light novels, only two of the High Disciples were known. One was Khajiit, currently in E-Rantel.
The other was Clementine, a member of the Slane Theocracy's strongest of the Six Scriptures, the Black Scripture, who was also jokingly called Clementine.
And this Clementine, who possessed strength in the upper echelons of the Heroic realm, was weaker than three of the other Twelve High Disciples.
As for Khajiit, he wasn't even ranked among them.
At this point in time, Tang Zheng was unsure if Clementine had already joined Zuranon.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Tang Zheng now had five more tier-two magic scrolls in his possession. He had originally planned to craft tier-three magic scrolls.
However, to make his strategy more deceptive, he prepared several other spells to handle any surprises.
During these few days, besides crafting magic scrolls, Tang Zheng had rarely left the inn, at least not openly. In secret, he had gradually disposed of the beast and magical beast carcasses he had harvested from the Touv Great Forest.
The massive black-and-green magical serpent, in particular, took quite a while to deal with.
His funds had swelled to 1,200 gold coins, but now only 600 remained.
To make moving at night easier, he had spent a fortune—half his funds—on a single magic item.
It was now late at night.
The streetlights, enchanted with continual light, began to shut down one by one, making the cloud-obscured night even darker.
"Woof."
The Lesser Soulhound, lying by the window, immediately noticed the darkening street. Its bone chain extended, nudging Tang Zheng, who was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed in meditation.
"Is it time?"
Tang Zheng opened his eyes, glanced toward the window, and picked up the black robe he had placed aside, wrapping it around himself.
Whoosh!
A bottle of potion appeared in Tang Zheng's hand. Without hesitation, he gulped it down.
"Stay in the room. You're not coming with me this time," Tang Zheng said quietly, waving a hand at the Lesser Soulhound.
When he spoke, his voice was that of a hoarse, middle-aged man.
This was the effect of the potion he had just drunk. It was cheap, costing only a single gold coin to temporarily change his voice.
"Woof~" Disappointment showed in the Lesser Soulhound's light-green eyes, and the bone chain on its body rattled a few times.
Thump!
Tang Zheng was already at the window. In a single leap, he easily vaulted over the sill and landed in the alleyway below.
(end of chapter)
Blaze Moon, the 15th.
This was his eighth day in E-Rantel.
Tang Zheng's original plan was to restock his supplies and equipment before heading to the Baharuth Empire, but acquiring the scroll crafting technique had temporarily changed his plans.
For the past few days, Tang Zheng had dedicated almost all his energy to crafting magic scrolls, even expending a skill point to raise his Papermaking skill to the third tier.
...
Skill: Papermaking (Tier 3)
Cost: 15 MP
Effect: Creates 500 sheets of high-quality paper.
...
Tier 2 Papermaking could produce 700 sheets of tier-two paper, while Tier 3 only produced 500.
Similar to crafting tier-two magic scrolls, crafting tier-three magic scrolls also required twenty sheets of tier-three paper.
His current MP was 28. Since he didn't have a true spellcasting class, his MP only recovered at a rate of one point per hour.
Over the course of a day, he had a total of 52 MP to use.
To make a tier-two magic scroll, he first needed to expend 5 magic power to create the scroll itself, then activate the enchantment spell "Second Tier: Magic Accumulation" before infusing the tier-two magic into it.
The entire process required a total of 25 magic power.
Crafting a tier-three scroll, on the other hand, required 30 magic power.
It took over a day to craft one tier-three magic scroll and one tier-two magic scroll.
Eight days passed.
Including those crafted today, Tang Zheng now possessed ten "Third Tier: Angel Summoning" magic scrolls and five "Second Tier: Angel Summoning" magic scrolls.
"Ten Flame Archangels should be enough to suppress the enemy. The five Guardian Angels will be used to spread misinformation."
Tang Zheng sat on the inn bed, looking at the fifteen magic scrolls laid out before him. There were dark circles under his eyes, but his gaze was filled with solemnity and seriousness.
"It's not enough. I need a safer plan. I'll take another two days to craft more scrolls."
Thinking of this.
Tang Zheng waved his hand at the magic scrolls before him, storing them all in his item box.
Over these past few days, he had carefully calculated the timing to ensure no magic power was wasted during its recovery. Day or night, the moment he had enough MP, he would immediately craft a scroll.
This was why dark circles had formed under his eyes, vaguely reminding Tang Zheng of the miserable days of punching the clock in his previous life.
He couldn't help it; his current magic power was too scarce, and every point had to be used efficiently.
Although the Magic Swordsman class could increase his magic power, at this stage—or rather, before he acquired the Cursed Knight and Valkyrie classes—he would most likely not level up his Magic Swordsman class.
Naturally, before then, Tang Zheng would not take on any mid or high-tier magic-based classes and waste experience points.
This was precisely why!
Tang Zheng had set his sights on Khajiit, one of the Twelve High Disciples of Zuranon, who was hiding within E-Rantel.
To be precise, it was the Orb of Death, the magic item in Khajiit's possession.
The Orb of Death.
One of its most prominent features was its independent intelligence, something that didn't exist in the game YGGDRASIL.
Another feature was its ability to autonomously absorb and store negative energy!
This ability, whether in the anime or the light novel, was actually quite unremarkable.
Tang Zheng hadn't paid much attention to it at first. However, after acquiring the Magic Swordsman class, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, sparked by the traits of the passive skill 'Mana Infusion' that came with the class.
Could this passive ability be combined with the Orb of Death's storage ability?
What was negative energy?
For an undead spellcaster, it was nothing more than another form of magic power or special energy.
Since the Orb of Death could store energy, could it also store magic power? After all, magic power was a type of energy.
He could potentially use the Mana Infusion ability to forcibly channel magic power into it, turning the Orb of Death into a dedicated item for storing magic power.
Of course!
This was just his current speculation. Whether it could truly be realized would only be known once he obtained the magic item.
After all!
Neither YGGDRASIL nor the Otherworld possessed potions for restoring magic power.
To increase one's magic power, recovery speed, or reduce consumption, one could only rely on classes, top-tier magic items, or even pay-to-win items.
In this regard, Tang Zheng couldn't compare to the Bone King.
Otherwise!
At this stage, Tang Zheng would have no need to provoke an organization like Zuranon.
In the eyes of ordinary people, an underground organization like the Eight Fingers, with influence spanning the entire Kingdom, was already a terrifying existence.
In that context, Zuranon was an evil secret society capable of threatening entire nations!
The entire organization consisted of only thirteen people: twelve High Disciples and an extremely mysterious Alliance Leader.
Based on the information revealed in the anime and light novels, only two of the High Disciples were known. One was Khajiit, currently in E-Rantel.
The other was Clementine, a member of the Slane Theocracy's strongest of the Six Scriptures, the Black Scripture, who was also jokingly called Clementine.
And this Clementine, who possessed strength in the upper echelons of the Heroic realm, was weaker than three of the other Twelve High Disciples.
As for Khajiit, he wasn't even ranked among them.
At this point in time, Tang Zheng was unsure if Clementine had already joined Zuranon.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Tang Zheng now had five more tier-two magic scrolls in his possession. He had originally planned to craft tier-three magic scrolls.
However, to make his strategy more deceptive, he prepared several other spells to handle any surprises.
During these few days, besides crafting magic scrolls, Tang Zheng had rarely left the inn, at least not openly. In secret, he had gradually disposed of the beast and magical beast carcasses he had harvested from the Touv Great Forest.
The massive black-and-green magical serpent, in particular, took quite a while to deal with.
His funds had swelled to 1,200 gold coins, but now only 600 remained.
To make moving at night easier, he had spent a fortune—half his funds—on a single magic item.
It was now late at night.
The streetlights, enchanted with continual light, began to shut down one by one, making the cloud-obscured night even darker.
"Woof."
The Lesser Soulhound, lying by the window, immediately noticed the darkening street. Its bone chain extended, nudging Tang Zheng, who was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed in meditation.
"Is it time?"
Tang Zheng opened his eyes, glanced toward the window, and picked up the black robe he had placed aside, wrapping it around himself.
Whoosh!
A bottle of potion appeared in Tang Zheng's hand. Without hesitation, he gulped it down.
"Stay in the room. You're not coming with me this time," Tang Zheng said quietly, waving a hand at the Lesser Soulhound.
When he spoke, his voice was that of a hoarse, middle-aged man.
This was the effect of the potion he had just drunk. It was cheap, costing only a single gold coin to temporarily change his voice.
"Woof~" Disappointment showed in the Lesser Soulhound's light-green eyes, and the bone chain on its body rattled a few times.
Thump!
Tang Zheng was already at the window. In a single leap, he easily vaulted over the sill and landed in the alleyway below.
(end of chapter)
