The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 147 - 107: Calier’s Inhuman Voice_2

Chapter 147: Chapter 107: Calier’s Inhuman Voice_2

"This is his Spirituality, oh, you might not yet know what Spirituality is. It is the blood of the Soul, possessing unimaginably powerful spiritual energy, and it is the purest form of spiritual material... especially that of Sir Theodore, only he can extract his Spirituality like this and preserve it."

Rod looked at the bottle of silver liquid in surprise:

"Isn’t Spirituality supposed to be translucent and coagulated?"

Director Miller praised him, "Exactly, young Rod. The coagulated form is Spirituality that has lost its soul, like dried blood. But this is raw Spirituality, which not only serves as a precious material, but also has a special purpose."

She carefully poured the silver liquid over the whistle.

"For example, to restore the power of a soul-crafted object."

The whistle absorbed the silver liquid, and it no longer looked dull, but became glossy.

Big brother had returned.

Rod happily put the whistle away.

With it, at least there would be some safety assurance.

Rod then asked, "My characteristic test is over, can I apply for the Sun Stone material allocation?"

Director Miller slightly shook her head:

"No, we couldn’t find a connection between your sewer characteristic and the Sun Stone. The Royal City Logistics Department would never approve it."

"Well, that’s all I have to say. Assemble at the Heidler Training Ground at noon tomorrow."

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After leaving the Academic Affairs Office, Rod came to the largest marketplace in the Inner City District for a massive procurement.

He spent thirty thousand silver coins in one go, buying all the materials he might need,

Rod now had over fifty-eight thousand silver coins on him, which was entirely sustainable.

Then, he went back to the Dream Realm, seeking information about items such as "Puppet Wood", "Resurrection Stone", and "Living Flesh" from the Book of Knowledge.

This was knowledge from outside the Dream Realm. The fees charged by the Book of Knowledge were outrageously expensive, costing tens of thousands of Red Stones.

Red Stones are a common material, generally used to make urns or ashes bags, with one silver coin buying about ten stones; ninety thousand stones would cost nine thousand silver coins.

With Rod’s current fortune, he could afford it.

But, let alone whether the merchants had such large stocks, even if he bought them, how would he transport them to the Dream Realm?

What to do?

After pondering for a moment, Rod had a flash of inspiration and changed the question, "In the marketplace, who is the trader selling Puppet Wood?"

Strictly speaking, this didn’t seem to be knowledge.

But the Book of Knowledge quivered, and patterns on the cover formed a line of text:

"One Radiant Stone weighing more than seven grams."

Rod rejoiced in his heart, there was a chance!

A seven-gram Radiant Stone was quite cheap, only five hundred silver coins.

After stuffing the fingertip-sized Radiant Stone into the mouth formed by the patterns on the Book of Knowledge, the pages turned automatically, revealing a line of text.

"Swindler Broken Tooth."

Rod immediately left the Dream Realm and quickly found out where Swindler Broken Tooth was located.

He was in the farthest corner on the eastern side of the marketplace.

It was a very run-down little workshop, which didn’t match the clean and orderly streetscape around it.

Swindler Broken Tooth was a sallow-faced man with a thief’s brows and rat eyes. The moment he heard Rod wanted "Puppet Wood", a sleazy smile spread across his face.

"Five thousand silver coins per piece."

In the dusty shop, he lay on a rocking chair, legs crossed, and he stretched out his five stained yellow fingers toward Rod.

Rod frowned; the price was clearly too high.

"Can it be a bit cheaper?"

The cunning merchant, Gaptooth, chuckled, "It’s cheap enough already. This is top-quality merchandise that can last at least ten days, ten whole days, at your disposal."

"What do you mean?"

Gaptooth smiled, "Don’t play dumb. Other than spirit communication and performing the Ghost Spirit Ceremony, Puppet Wood has only one use: psychic control. Everyone knows what you want to do with it, hehehe. Five thousand silver coins for ten days of wonderful time. Isn’t that a bargain?"

A bad feeling rose in Rod’s heart.

This thing seemed worse than he had imagined. Could it lead to trouble?

Seeing his silent demeanor, Gaptooth sounded surprised, "Or do you have other plans?"

Rod, realizing he had few cards left to play, gritted his teeth, "I’ll buy it! Give me four!"

But Gaptooth refused to deal with him and stood up to shoo him away.

"I’m not selling anymore, no, I don’t have that stuff here. Just go, I was just joking with you."

It took quite a bit of persuasion from Rod to convince him that he simply wanted to host a multi-person sports event and promised that he wouldn’t cause any trouble.

Gaptooth reluctantly said, "All right, but I warn you, you better not choose anyone from Jinworth Academy, and definitely don’t use it inside the academy. Otherwise, you’ll get expelled and thrown into the Internal Affairs Court, and I’ll be in trouble too."

He seemed to take for granted that Rod was a student of Jinworth Academy.

Rod counted twenty of the largest denomination silver notes painfully and handed them over.

Gaptooth then took out four charred pieces of wood, each only about two fingers wide and as long as a finger.

"First-rate quality, absolutely genuine. If there’s an issue, you can come to me."

Rod pocketed the wood and immediately turned into an alley upon exiting the door, clutching the wood as he entered the Dream Realm.

He lined the pieces of wood up on the Stone Platform, making sure the "Puppet Wood" item in the "Wood Puppet" was fully lit and showed no anomalies before he could sigh with relief.

Turns out Gaptooth had some integrity after all, which meant the price was likely the issue.

Five thousand silver coins for a piece was indeed too expensive.

Rod had no choice but to spend the money to add a few more cards to his hand.

After leaving the Dream Realm, he glanced at the workshop, thinking he would thoroughly investigate the price of the item when he came back.

If I find out you’ve cheated me, you’re dead.

Finally, Rod went to a haberdashery and requested a garment "with sleeves that could be buttoned over completely concealed hands when brought together."

The shopkeeper had never heard such an odd request before and mentioned it would take ten days for a custom job.

After Rod hit him with silver notes repeatedly, the time reduced to a single clock hour.

Even though it cost another five hundred silver coins, seeing over a dozen tailors furiously working on a robe seemed worth it.

The shopkeeper, beaming from the big sale, was practically on the ground sewing the clothes for Rod.

An hour later, Rod tried on his new robe.

It was very appropriate, with incredibly ample and special long sleeves, where Rod could tuck his hands inside and fasten the sleeves from within.

Others couldn’t see his hand movements, nor could they open his sleeves. A strong pull, and he would wake up.

With this, he could now slip in and out of the Dream Realm on any occasion.

The robe was very spacious, perfect for hiding things inside, and it wouldn’t seem odd for Rod to suddenly pull something out of the sleeves or for objects to disappear within them.

Rod was satisfied and left the haberdashery amidst a string of "come back again" from the shopkeeper.

The shopping spree nearly drained Rod’s finances.

His wallet, which had just fattened, deflated again, and the substantial sum of nearly sixty thousand was down to just seven thousand silver coins.

But the haul was abundant, piling into a small mountain in the Dream Realm.

Having made all the preparations he could, Rod now looked forward to the upcoming ordeal.

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