<h4>Chapter 384: A Deal Between The Two</h4>


    Nichs II cast an Edict spell with great anticipation. However, after checking up on the effect of the reagent, he quickly showed a disappointed expression.


    “This reagent has be a specialized poison against the elemental creatures again.” He sat down in annoyance, “It’s way more far-fetched than the previous attempt.”


    Forget it. Let’s memorize the recipe first.


    It is rare to have a rtively high productpletion.


    “How should I name it? Well, forget it…” Nichs II pondered for a while, then pulled out a piece of tape and wrote, “No. 23 Poison Dust—Effective on Elemental Creatures—Concentration 289%—Adhesion Coefficient 64%.”


    After he wrote the recipe, he took a small portion of it with a spoon and wrapped it on paper. Then, he wrote “Sample No. 23” on the paper and put it into a thick book of obsidian texture that looked a bit like a photo album.


    “But I’m a little tired.” Nichs II removed the barrier and sat back in his chair, muttering in a low voice.


    This part of ult knowledge was unlike the deity’s real name, which would be forgotten after using it. However, there would be evident fatigue after using it, even for a Gold Rank soul.


    Those Silver Rank or below would not be able to contain the power of ult knowledge, which would pull them into hallucinations and incur ‘influence’ into the world. There was even the possibility of being burned by the knowledge.


    After all, ult knowledge had its weight.


    The exhaustion of using ult knowledge on the soul was like carrying heavy objects.


    “You can’t rest yet.” Behind him, the stone statue with frowning and closed eyes blurted out, “Meditate for a while before continuing.”


    “Seriously, is it impossible to get the Demon Blood?”


    “Yup.” Father Stone replied calmly, “Now, Noah’s situation is getting tenser, and you can’t go out. Otherwise, you may be entangled in some troublesome events.”


    “How troublesome can it be?” Nichs II sighed.


    Can it be more troublesome than my current situation?


    I’m locked here every day, drawing on Noah’s leyline’s power to construct a ritual. If I want to go out, I have to meditate and go out with my soul.


    But that was how it would be.


    As an artificial human, that was his mission.


    “Then, can I utilize my soul state?”


    “Yes. Just don’t get caught.”


    “Even if I go out in person, I won’t be found out.”


    “It’s different.” Father Stone answered briefly.


    Nichs II knew that he would not get an answer even if he continued to ask questions.


    So he gave up asking questions but quickly sat in front of the chair and began to meditate to recover his energy.


    He rose from his chair with an orange outer shell and a crystalline soul burning with gentle fire.


    “I’m going out for a walk.” He nced at Father Stone, bowed politely to him, and left the room.


    To relieve the pressure on the soul, he must let the soul temporarily leave the body. Anyway, the soul of a Gold Rank would not be seen easily. So it did not matter if he went for a walk.


    Nichs II was unclear why Father Stone had not let him go out. However, as an artificial human, he could only survive because “Nichs was dead”.


    From the beginning, the original Nichs had no intention of sharing the technology for creating artificial humans. Only his soul could make such an innovation, and those artificial humans had dedicated prohibition installed in them.


    The artificial humans could not manufacture and synthesize the Sage’s Stone, let alone create new artificial humans. Even Nichs II, born as a replica of Nichs, could not break through this limit.


    If artificial humans wanted to expand their poption, they could only reproduce in the same way as other animals.


    Everything was obvious.


    From the beginning, Nichs intended to be the king of all artificial humans… or the Deity of Synths.


    That was why Nichs II was allowed to be kept alive.


    An alone synth could not continue the growth of its race.


    From this point of view, perhaps “Nichs II” was a backup when Nichs thought he might die. Thus, it came about an inheritor who had all his talents and would not be executed.


    Considering Nichs’ talent and intelligence, this arrangement was also likely.


    “…Um?” As soon as Nichs II left the basement, he vaguely felt that his soul was being pulled by something.


    He was curious but not the slightest vignt and fearful about it.


    He immediately flew over at high speed.


    Although he could not refine the Sage’s Stone, he inherited all the power and experience of Nichs, and he was even much younger than the original Nichs. Even for typical Gold Rank transcenders, Nichs II could easily defeat three of them with one hand.


    Nichs II could overwhelm his opponents with his sheer experience and wisdom.


    Nichs II followed the feeling that attracted his soul and flew to arge, luxuriously decorated hotel.


    The floors of this hotel were installed with hand-woven wool carpets. There were famous paintings on the walls and small sculptures ced between rooms. Even the chandeliers were crystal chandeliers studded with gold. The decoration in the room was also far more luxurious than the typical local viscount. A filled bookshelf and premium quality daily necessities were avable in each room.


    This was a top-notch hotel dedicated to nobles and business people from other ces, as well as foreign big shots whoe to Noah through the subway.


    As a hotel, the decorations here were majestic. The quality of their staff was at an equal level too. Thus, the hotel was only feasible in the royal capital.


    Nichs II frowned slightly.


    In his view, this was nothing but mundane mortal stuff.


    It simply spelled out as a waste of time and resources in his eyes.


    Chipped gems were iid on the wall. If he were to ground them into gem powder and use them to craft magic reagents, their price would be twenty-folds of their current value.


    The statues of these historical Great People contained “historical air”, which could be used in the ritual to talk to people from the past or modify the location of nightmares based on its influence.


    He could use the crystals and gold on each chandelier to create a holy shield that could withstand a single blow from the Silver Rank Destruction Wizard—even the furniture made of high-quality wood was a waste, in his opinion.


    These woods were not the best woods for furniture. They were expensive because they could be used for ritual after treatment, not because of their excellent quality as wood.


    It was simply a collection of wasting resources.


    Nichs II was disgusted by it. He could not help but feel a little contempt for the person he could be meeting.


    However, this contempt quickly dissipated when he saw the other party.


    Sitting in the room was a spirit who had lost his head.


    Indeed, the spirit had lost its head.


    He sat securely in the seat, and only his head was empty. The light converged to the head, allowing it to regenerate slowly.


    “Who are you?” Nichs II asked politely.


    The other party spoke warmly and kindly, “You can call me Bernardino.


    “I know who you are, and I know your father.”


    “But, my father doesn’t know you.” Nichs II searched his memory silently but responded indifferently and vigntly.


    He did not have memories of the original Nichs knowing the man in front of him.


    The headless old man just let out augh and said nothing.


    Then, he said inly, “Let’s speak straight to the point. I hope to get the form for ‘Hermes School Sage’s Stone’.”


    “That’s impossible.” Nichs II immediately rejected, and then he turned to leave.


    However, Bernardino said from Nichs II’s back as he turned around, “Do you know about your father’s story?”


    “What?”


    “—Nichs mel, son of Hermes. The greatest alchemist in the world… A sage who aplished the great deeds at the deity level as a human being,” uttered Bernardino.


    He “looked” at Nichs II and replied.


    “He did not die back then… Do you know that?” Nichs II was silent for a long time, then turned to look at Bernardino silently.


    The headless Bernardinohehe smiled.


    “I can first teach you the recipe for ‘artificial soul’ as a deposit.” The headless old man said slowly, “This is something that Nichs mel invented in recent years. If you go back and study it, you will know that this is Nichs’ style, but it is not in your memory.


    “If you ever want to give me the technology of Sage’s Stone,e and find me here.”


    —I will always be here.


    —Waiting for you.


    The headless Bernardino “stared” nkly at Nichs II.


    Nichs II was silent for a long time, neither agreeing nor rejecting it. Instead, he stood there as if waiting for something.


    Then, Bernardinoughed again and slowly revealed the recipe for “artificial soul”.


    He is confident that he won’t be waiting here for too long.