I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords-Chapter 58 - 0. Breakthrough Material_1

Chapter 58: 058. Breakthrough Material_1

Chapter 58: 058. Breakthrough Material_1

“The Black Forest? Is it the Night Country?”

Lu Ban recalled for a moment, confirming that this indeed was a region within the foreign domain known as the Night Country.

And based on the description of the item, this divine idol seemed more like a relic of some evil religion, meaning that such a religion existed in the Night Country. One would either have to follow and worship it or partake in tasks related to this religion to obtain the idol.

He glanced over at the Silent Department Store, trying to find the item there, but after searching back and forth, Lu Ban only saw an endless display of “Item not found.”

Out of politeness, he also searched for the other two materials but naturally found nothing.

That is to say, Lu Ban must look for these three materials while undertaking tasks, collect them all, and then proceed to the essence extraction of the next stage.

“Thinking it over, by the time I accumulate fifty thousand Silence Points, these three materials will probably have been collected long ago.”

Lu Ban pondered.

He then looked at the descriptions of the other two materials.

Remains of a Saint

“Above the wasteland, there is always a saint.”

“The remains of a deceased saint are thought to possess extraordinary power.”

“In fact, the remains of some saints indeed still walk upon the earth to this day.”

“The Wasteland, it does not seem to be the desolate ruins of the Abandoned Capital, but an unseen new foreign domain.”

Lu Ban remembered that the Silent Department Store also had some products described for the wasteland, which appeared to be in the style of an apocalyptic wasteland.

“Sigh of the Ever-Changing Fog”

“The indefinite fog that pervades above the great sea”

“Inhaling too much may lead to hallucinations, seeing entities not of this world.”

“Yet, some argue that this is the true reality.”

“The Undefined Fog, it must be the mist over the sea around Harmony Island, which means I’ll need to take a boat deep into this mist?”

Lu Ban linked it with Harmony Island.

For the three materials, Lu Ban would at least need to venture into three different foreign domains: the Night Country, the Wasteland, and Harmony Island.

Originally, he had thought about continuing to explore foreign domains, perhaps revisiting the Abandoned Capital, since he had been there once before and was relatively familiar with it. Now, it seemed that he had to either stay in the Abandoned Capital, grind for fine quality gear to arm himself to the teeth before seeking the essence materials, or run through each foreign domain one by one, prioritizing the extraction.

Honestly, considering the strength of his “Testament” right now, Lu Ban felt that facing the previous tasks in the Abandoned Capital again, aside from that wildly overgrown patch of grass which could not be avoided, he could deal with both the Ratmen and the fish flying in the sky on his own.

“Perhaps I could change my approach and go to the easiest tasks in various foreign domains specifically to grind materials?”

He thought about some of the settings in video games.

“Anyway, let’s take a look at the task selection for what comes next.”

Lu Ban had completed the career development task and could now choose a new task.

“Countdown… it’s five days this time.”

Lu Ban saw the countdown on the System task interface showing over a hundred and ten hours, clearly leaving him roughly five days to prepare.

Looking downward, he saw three ragged pieces of cloth appearing on the computer screen.

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The cloths looked as if they had been torn from clothing, rough, dirty, and stained with some unidentifiable filth.

On the cloths, mission information was written in twisted and crooked script.

The Day of Great Joy

“A good day, a moment of great joy”

“In the Night Country, there is a tradition where newlyweds are to invite friends and relatives for a gathering.”

“You come to Dried Water Town on the edge of the Black Forest to attend a friend’s wedding, meant to be a joyful journey.”

“Yet, within that festive music, there seems to be hidden unease and restlessness.”

[“Congratulations on your wedding, no matter what!!”]

The cloth was red, its fabric fine yet tattered, as if it had been ripped from some red garment. The text was a thick black, stark against the red, making one’s heart skip.

“Do they also wear red for weddings in the Night Country?”

Lu Ban pondered a moment, feeling that this task wasn’t as simple as described. Perhaps it was a blood-stained wedding, turning the bridal gown red.

Lu Ban turned to the second piece of cloth.

This one was tough, like canvas or a waterproof material and had a camouflage pattern. The text scrawled across it was chaotic and sloppy—as if written in a crisis.

[Shelter Chatter]

[Contrary to popular belief, the wasteland is not desolate.]

[If you subtract the monsters, most traps, all natural disasters, and a few wandering wastelanders, this place is quite beautiful.]

[You are lucky to have found a shelter in the wasteland.]

[But the dust rising in the distance and the earth trembling with roars make it seem not so safe here.]

[At least, you still have one bullet left, don’t you?]

“There are shelters in the wasteland; looks like it really is a desolate place. Could this be a survival type of mission, ‘Go down a hundred floors if you’re man enough’?”

Lu Ban found it somewhat interesting and looked at the last piece of cloth.

[April Tale]

[In April, cherry blossoms fall, and all things grow.]

[The once-a-year festival of Harmony Island is about to begin.]

[Only the most excellent shrine maiden can enter the main hall of the Great Shrine of Harmony Island, become the Fasting King, and serve the divine.]

[You escort a candidate to the Island, a pitiable young girl more beautiful than the scenery on the road.]

[Only, conspiracy and schemes blacken the seas, and under the cherry trees, corpses nourish the soil.]

The piece was pure white, like a sleeve of a shirt, with a damp and decaying texture reminding one of moldy clothes.

“So, Harmony Island has a Japanese style? I thought it would be more like a Caribbean pirate type… No, these foreign realms always have their odd quirks.”

Lu Ban remembered the Abandoned Capital; according to the information obtained from “Madman’s Knowledge,” it appeared to be from Europe and America in the ’20s or ’30s, but it was actually more like the magic metropolis of the Republic of China. Who knows, the scene on Harmony Island might be a group of black uncles with dreadlocks wearing red and white witch costumes and dancing.

“And then a few black uncles lift up a coffin, cueing the BGM…”

Lu Ban’s thoughts wandered off somewhere else.

“Any hints for the three tasks?”

He snapped back to reality. These three tasks corresponded perfectly with the foreign domains required for the materials needed by Lu Ban’s “Testament.” It was hard not to associate them with each other.

Lu Ban’s eyes naturally fell on “Madman’s Knowledge.”

“I still have five days to prepare. Tomorrow, I could talk to an elephant or whale at the zoo. Over these five days, I could do a daily single draw to acquire more information. I definitely need to be well-prepared this time!”

He thought he was incredibly clever.

“As expected of me.”

With that in mind, Lu Ban stood up, took off his clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

After all, he had bled a lot last time he drew from “Madman’s Knowledge” and soiled his clothes, which needed washing. This time, Lu Ban smartened up; he undressed ahead of the bathroom, figuring it would be easier to clean up no matter how much blood he spilled.

He placed a plastic stool on the bathroom floor, sitting down on it, while his reflection in the mirror seemed somewhat unfocused.

Pressing purchase, Lu Ban spent 50 Silence Points to exchange for “Madman’s Knowledge.”

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