Chapter 365: Darc Demon? ‘ω’? Welcoming the God of Wealth (4k)
The effect of “Arrogance I” on the Liongrass, which lacks emotional sensors, was somewhat unexpected to Darc.
But if this were the case, could it be inferred that the brain simulation of the Liongrass wasn’t as poor as he had imagined?
“Perhaps it can be gradually adjusted to become normal.”
Darc immediately paid the necessary credits and then pulled the rough cloth over the object, patting the cage as he lifted it.
Despite its cub-like size, the Liongrass still had some weight.
After leaving the shop, Darc switched to a small cart, bringing the Liongrass back to Traveler’s Street, then summoned Meow Meow to carry the iron cage back to the dormitory.
He continued shopping afterward.
On Friday afternoon, there were always more students in Traveler’s Street.
However, surprisingly few were buying materials for chocolate.
Students seemed less interested in the White Valentine compared to Valentine’s Day, and handmade chocolates were rarely seen being exchanged.
This situation might have resulted from a prior selection process.
Regardless, Darc quickly gathered all the materials and molds needed for making chocolate.
Next, he began selecting the eighteen attributes required for crafting the eight-sided die.
Selecting these eighteen materials was quite intricate; Darc had considered simply using attribute powders instead but decided to pick and grind them himself.
Since Alvaraite’s Trinity Armored Conjure Array involves a combination of soul, mana, and armor, the more effort put into it, the higher the success rate.
But by the time he finished, it was already evening.
“Wrap it up,” Darc said after selecting the final material.
Then, he bought a snack similar to a hand-held pancake, eating it while walking back.
Once the snack was finished, he was almost back at the castle.
As the sky darkened, the sunset faded, and a rain cloud drifted by.
Raindrops fell from the night sky.
“What luck,” Darc sighed, entering the castle gate.
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Knock knock knock.
Darc knocked on the door of his dorm room.
After a brief wait, the door opened from inside, revealing two ribbon-like antennae poking through the crack.
He allowed the ribbons to wrap around his arm and said, “Open wider.”
“Mia—” Eevee opened the door wider for Darc to enter more easily.
Immediately, several fierce “wuuu” sounds came from inside, along with other meows from the Grass Cats.
Passing through the entrance, Darc saw the Liongrass still confined in the iron cage.
It seemed rather disheveled at the moment.
Darc looked and couldn’t help but laugh and cry.
It appeared that after the effects of Arrogance wore off, the Liongrass became aggressive, and someone must have treated it harshly.
Its body was flipped over, belly up, and its limbs were bound to the corners of the cage, with a plug blocking its mouth, allowing only “wuuu” sounds to escape.
“There’s no helping it.”
Darc didn’t interfere with the Liongrass, first unloading the materials from the cart and washing his hands in the bathroom.
Afterward, he sat down to think of a solution.
This couldn’t continue indefinitely.
But the effects of the Capital Sin Card only lasted for a short time.
Unlike golems, Grass Cats couldn’t be awakened using a Capital Sin Card.
“Arrogance has accumulated 8 points. Perhaps we can first cultivate a fruit and then decide?”
Darc pondered carefully but couldn’t come up with a plan, so he reluctantly decided.
“Let’s do it!”
“It’s also suitable for feeding. Let’s try feeding it one or two drops and observe its reaction.”
Darc acted immediately, taking out the Mana Dropper and going straight to the balcony to extract 1 point of “Arrogance” from the Worm Branch.
Usually, he let the Grass Cats draw “Capital Sin” themselves, but the Liongrass’s current state made that impossible. Thus, he had to inject it directly.
Returning inside, he lifted the Liongrass’s head and slightly pulled out the plug, creating a hole for the Mana Dropper.
Naturally, he inserted the Mana Dropper’s tip into the hole and squeezed the Mana.
When that single drop of “Arrogance” entered the Liongrass’s mouth, its body stiffened abruptly, unlike when other Grass Cats absorbed “Capital Sin.”
Seeing the Liongrass stop struggling, Darc hesitated.
On one hand, this proved that directly dripping “Arrogance” affected its behavior.
On the other hand, it meant that cultivating the “Arrogance Fruit” had encountered an unexpected issue.
No one likes surprises.
“Let’s observe further.”
So, he temporarily abandoned the idea of immediately cultivating the “Arrogance Fruit.”
After absorbing 1 point of Arrogance, the Liongrass truly calmed down.
Fearing it might suddenly go mad, Darc didn’t release its bindings but continued observing.
While observing, he did some low-effort work, such as grinding the materials into powder.
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That night, Darc spent the entire evening grinding the eighteen materials into powder and storing them in eighteen small bottles.
Looking at the Liongrass again, it remained quiet, as if in a deep sleep.
But its eyes were open, blinking occasionally.
Unable to comprehend, Darc decided to sleep after extracting today’s “Capital Sin.”
Since “Arrogance” was temporarily sufficient, “Greed” was lacking, and “Bliss” was above 100 points, he chose to extract “Bliss” tonight.
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The next day, Saturday.
Darc woke up and immediately went to the iron cage.
The effects of the 1 point “Arrogance” seemed to have worn off, and the Liongrass became aggressive again, though its limbs and mouth were restrained.
Darc frowned, pondering for a long time before injecting another 2 points of “Arrogance”!
Three points of “Capital Sin” usually caused a Grass Cat’s head to sprout a mark and bud.
This indicated that three points of “Capital Sin” might be a critical quantity for Grass Cats.
After ingesting the additional “Arrogance,” the Liongrass calmed down again.
A mark of “Arrogance” gradually appeared on its head.
Touching it revealed a slight protrusion.
“It seems fine.”
“But let’s wait a day and see.”
“For now, let’s try making chocolate!”
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Darc set aside his thoughts and prepared to make chocolate.
Until now, he never thought he would make chocolate himself.
But the experience of making sweets was quite enjoyable.
However, the golem spirits seemed overly eager to show off.
They showed their “teacher” side enthusiastically, and Darc happily followed their directions.
The chocolate-making process went smoothly.
The final result was bittersweet, like life itself.
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In the end, Darc divided the chocolate into fifteen portions: five with alcohol centers and ten with milk chocolate, each wrapped in a gift box.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get them on White Valentine.”
After dismissing the golem spirits, Darc returned to the iron cage.
From the time the Liongrass sprouted, twelve hours had passed.
During this time, the Liongrass remained quiet, almost asleep.
Darc dared not inject more “Arrogance” recklessly.
Even though “Arrogance” is renewable, investing too much and losing it all would still be painful.
“Wait a little longer!”
Darc suppressed his urge.
He felt the Liongrass was likely “digesting” the “Arrogance.”
Injecting more now would be unwise.
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Once calm, Darc focused and started making the eight-sided die.
The eighteen-faced crystal he obtained was perfectly shaped, requiring minimal polishing, but the challenge lay in etching the symbols.
Using a pen, he drew the symbols on the surface with patience, resulting in a perfect finish.
“Phew—”
Exhaling, Darc rinsed the crystal under the tap, then used a small tool to smooth the etched lines and rinse it again.
The crystal’s preparation was complete.
Next, he needed to apply a special potion in the etched symbols, fill them with the corresponding powdered materials, remove any excess, and let it dry naturally.
Though the process seemed simple, it took until late night.
Darc wiped his sweat and prepared to continue.
Timing was crucial.
Tomorrow was Sunday, so staying up late wouldn’t matter.
Before starting, he showered to relax his mind and body, then drank a glass of special apple juice, dispelling any drowsiness.
It was past midnight.
Some golem spirits had already gone to bed.
The Liongrass remained in a semi-awake state.
Darc picked up the eighteen-faced crystal and examined it closely.
The black, transparent crystal had eighteen faces, each etched with differently colored symbols.
Regarding the remaining Light and Dark attributes:
According to Darc’s understanding, the crystal itself was dark with inherent magical properties derived from a magic eye.
“Now, it’s time to start the conjuring.”
“No, wait. Should I add a layer of white Light attribute powder on top of the black crystal?”
“Although the eight-sided die isn’t white, it gives the impression of being white.”
“Eight plus two, twenty attributes, perfection.”
“That’s what I’ll do!”
Sometimes inspiration strikes in an instant.
Darc acted on it.
About half an hour later, he applied pure white, glowing Light attribute powder to the crystal’s surface.
Now holding it, it finally resembled a die.
He couldn’t help but smile.
Since beginning the Trinity Armored Conjure, this was probably his most dedicated work.
“Now, let’s start the conjuring!”
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Darc was familiar with the steps of the Trinity Armored Conjure.
First, he prepared a special potion called “Red Spider Lily” with transformation effects.
Then, he took a blank Mana Card, evenly spread the “Red Spider Lily,” added other ingredients, and created the base.
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Half an hour later, he began etching the “Trinity Armored Conjure Array.”
Ten minutes later, he started the “Soul Forge.”
This involved infusing “Mental Power” into the “Trinity Armored Conjure Array,” transforming it into a “Soul Forge.”
For this, Darc had prepared 1 point of “Arrogance,” 1 point of “Bliss,” and 1 point of “Greed.”
“Arrogance” was Light Attribute.
“Bliss” was Dark Attribute.
“Greed” was the catalyst.
If these three “Capital Sins” could fuse into one and form a “Soul Forge,” this armored conjuring would be largely successful.
Therefore, he proceeded with great care.
With each of the three “Capital Sins” dripping into the glowing sphere of the “Trinity Armored Conjure Array,” the sphere first turned white, then black, and finally merged into a black-and-white hue under the influence of “Greed.”
The black and white light gradually illuminated the bedroom.
“The final step.”
Darc focused intently, picked up the nearly empty bottle of Sprite, and drank the last drop reserved for him.
As the Sprite flowed down his throat, mana surged like a fountain.
He immediately placed the completed eighteen-faced crystal into the “Soul Forge” and continuously infused mana with the Magic Pen.
As mana drained wildly, the eighteen-faced crystal within the “Soul Forge” melted and absorbed during rotation.
When it vanished completely, Darc pressed the Magic Pen downward, causing the spherical “Soul Forge” to rapidly contract into a thick light curtain covering the card surface.
Inside the light curtain, multicolored lights continuously mixed, indicating intense internal reactions.
But at this point, Darc had completed everything he could.
Next, he waited quietly for the results.
He calmed his mind, his expression expectant but not urgent.
Though he had put a lot of effort into crafting the eighteen-faced die, he had no specific goal.
Thus, regardless of what kind of armor the die would become, he wouldn’t feel disappointed.
This was called — no worries!
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[Card Name: Eight-Sided Die (Temporary)]
[Type: Item Card]
[Effect: ?? (?‘ω’?)]
