Chapter 565
The previous disturbances caused by the pure white armor at the boundary node were quite bothersome, yet they still hadn’t destroyed it, which hinted at something significant.
Now, the boundary node remained deep beneath the Church of the God of Order.
It was one thing to negotiate with the Pope of the Church regarding the boundary, but attempting to destroy the boundary node right in front of her would likely not be an easy task—especially considering the possibility that it might not even be destroyable.
Previously, the beings from the boundary that Shaer had summoned through "spiritual calling" had shown a fondness for her, so they wouldn’t attack her. However, that didn’t mean they were weak; the destruction they could cause in reality was proof of their power.
Even summoning a small Zuo, a second-tier or lower extraordinary being, would leave most ordinary extraordinary beings helpless against its ghostly speed, allowing it to slaughter them at will.
If a being that viewed Shaer as an enemy and had the strength to injure a Dark Worm appeared in reality, it would spell disaster for this world.
She needed to get her hands on the "Knight" potion quickly.
Shaer needed to know the locations of all the materials and the methods of creation so that when she returned to the past simulation, she could brew the potion and drink it as fast as possible.
Snapping back to reality, Shaer noticed Aivina sitting by the bed, watching her without interrupting her thoughts or her communication with the boundary beings.
“Got a moment?” Aivina seemed to anticipate what Shaer was about to say. As soon as she caught Shaer’s gaze, she spoke up.
Shaer’s mouth, which had been open, slowly closed. She had indeed been about to ask Aivina if she had time.
“We need to head to Adele’s place,” Shaer said. “I asked her to help me make a potion, and I want to check on her progress.”
“I’ll have someone prepare the carriage. You get changed,” Aivina replied without wasting any time. She leaned down to gently kiss Shaer on the cheek before turning to leave.
By the time Shaer finished washing up and changed her clothes, two carriages were ready. Aivina and Shaer shared one, while Tara and Peirce took the other.
They soon arrived at Adele’s doorstep and rang the doorbell.
The butler came out to greet them. At this point, Adele’s home hadn’t been completely transformed into a laboratory; there were still staff members taking care of her daily needs.
“Doctor Adele is upstairs. It seems she hasn’t slept all night,” the butler said, slightly bowing his head as he addressed Aivina. “Would you like me to call her down?”
Adele’s public identity was still that of a private doctor, and the staff referred to her with the title out of respect for the profession.
“No need. We’ll go find her,” Aivina declined the butler’s offer and led the group upstairs to Adele’s room.
This was a four-story building, all of which Adele had rented, making it even larger than Shaer and Aimi’s home.
The fourth floor had mostly been opened up, leaving only a small room as a lounge, while Adele’s bedroom was on the third floor.
After confirming that Adele wasn’t in her bedroom, they moved to the fourth floor. Upon opening the door, they were taken aback by the scene inside.
Shaer had stayed at Adele’s home in the simulation and was somewhat familiar with it, but now... the fourth floor looked like an unfinished shell of a house, with only wooden frames and piles of storage boxes scattered across the floor, completely unorganized.
This was a far cry from the tidiness of Adele’s home in the simulation. Although there were no maids or butlers in the simulation, the place was still well-kept.
At that moment, Shaer remembered.
She had indeed asked Lucy to help Adele purchase experimental equipment, but she had also instructed Adele to keep the experiments a secret...
So all this clutter was Adele’s doing, and she hadn’t even asked for help?
She really is single-minded... doing exactly what I said without any thought of adapting or cutting corners.
There was a narrow passage between the boxes, and after squeezing through, Shaer found a small space that had been cleared on the fourth floor.
Adele was at a large iron table, heating a small crucible with an oil lamp beneath it, cooking something.
Around the crucible were various reagent bottles containing different potion materials, and a silver-haired figure hunched over the materials, her head bobbing as she dozed off, dangerously close to the flame.
“Adele?” Shaer reached out and gently shook her, pulling her back to prevent her from leaning closer to the fire.
“Uh?” Adele, who had been awake all night, blinked groggily. As she slowly raised her head and saw Shaer and the others, it seemed her mind hadn’t fully caught up yet.
In her dazed state, Adele instinctively continued what she had been doing in her dream.
“Hehe... I’m roasting meat. Want some?” Adele grinned at Shaer, reaching for the hot crucible.
Shaer quickly pulled Adele’s hand back, and only then did Adele begin to wake up.
It was clear that Adele hadn’t eaten much all day; the foul smell coming from the crucible didn’t deter her from dreaming about roasted meat.
“How’s the progress?” Shaer asked, looking at Adele.
It wasn’t that Shaer was cold-hearted and indifferent to Adele’s well-being; it was just that this matter took precedence.
Adele was an extraordinary being, and with the potions, she was among the most resilient of the “physician” path. A few days of exhaustion wouldn’t be a big deal.
“The materials aren’t too complicated; they can be gathered easily... but the process requires a lot of old, outdated tools that we don’t use anymore, and even the mortar has specific requirements... it has to be made fresh,” Adele said, growing increasingly weary as she spoke. “It feels like I’m using methods from hundreds of years ago.”
This formula had likely existed for more than just a few hundred years; it might even be a potion recipe updated after the pure white armor, but to Adele, it felt somewhat outdated.
“How much longer until it’s done?” Shaer pressed.
“Once this pot of materials is simmered down, we’ll be almost there. The rest is just adding the extraordinary materials in order...” After a moment of thought, Adele replied, “Probably another two hours.”
“Alright.” Shaer nodded. “If you have time, could you write down the sources of the materials, the entire process, and any points to note? I need it.”
“Sure.” Adele didn’t complain and immediately agreed, starting to look for paper and a pen.
Two hours was a wait Shaer could manage.
She glanced around the iron table and found a relatively clear spot to sit down.
While waiting, Shaer didn’t want to waste any time.
Considering that Sadana could appear at any moment and that she might need to access the Old Ones, Shaer had to prepare for the possibility of “going dark.”
She had no idea how the Old Ones would manifest—whether she would enter the Old Ones in a simulation or if they would descend directly into the world... she was completely in the dark.
The fastest means of communication in this world were trains and horses, which weren’t very efficient.
Shaer needed to provide everyone with a way to contact her.
The recent communication with the boundary had made Shaer acutely aware of the importance of transmitting information; it was far more crucial than the minor whispers that the “All-Knowing” might cause in her mind.
At the edge of the iron table, where she wouldn’t disturb Adele, Shaer called Tara over.
She asked Tara and Peirce for their Faceless Goddess pendants and borrowed a ritual carving knife from Tara. With the knife in hand, she began to carve into the metal pendant of the Faceless Goddess.
At the moment Shaer made the cut, Peirce instinctively leaned forward, wanting to stop her—she viewed this as a blatant act of blasphemy.
The reason the Faceless Goddess was faceless was to symbolize the mother goddess’s love and infinity, representing her as the sovereign of all great existences.
Carving anything onto the goddess’s face, even just drawing an expression, would be a desecration of the mother goddess.
But Tara seemed unfazed, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she watched Shaer carve the pendant.
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