I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

Upon seeing Dick, Gray patted Ivan on the shoulder: "Make a note of this meal, I'll treat you to another one another day!"

Ivan thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay!"

Then Evan and Dick walked down the street.

Under the dim gas streetlights, the snow shimmered with a yellowish glow, and the two people's shoes creaked as they walked through the thick snowflakes on the street.

At nine o'clock in the evening, pedestrians on the roadside either breathed out their breath or tucked their collars in, muttering about how the snow just wouldn't stop falling, and then hurried past.

"I'm relieved to see you back safe and sound." Dick's voice remained as casual and unrestrained as ever.

Ivan smiled and said, "I also owe a debt of gratitude to the intelligence you left behind. It allowed me to escape with the protection of the Holy Son while those guys were fighting amongst themselves."

Dick chuckled: "I'm not entirely clear on the specifics, but the Holy Son has indeed officially returned to his position, and I can say that I've completed the task assigned to me by those old men."

At this point, he stopped smiling and said, "Unfortunately, the aftermath of this incident has been too great, and the supernatural systems in various cities have collapsed to varying degrees."

"I should also return to Xinxiang to handle new tasks."

Ivan hummed in agreement: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Although they had just met, they felt an instant connection.

Especially after working together on abstract art and helping each other after that horrific explosion, the two developed a deep and unwavering bond of trust.

After a moment's hesitation, Dick lowered his voice and asked, "Have you heard of the Black Sun's properties?"

Ivan was taken aback: "Black Sun trait?"

Dick nodded: "Yes, it's said to be a set of extraordinary properties that can be combined with each other, there are three in total."

"Wings of the Black Sun, Crown of the Black Sun, Forge of the Black Sun."

"These three characteristics don't even require mastery; once fully mastered, they will fuse and evolve on their own."

Although the names were different, Evan immediately knew what Dick was talking about, and thought to himself.

"It seems that Dick's information was inaccurate. He believed that the Black Sun series had three extraordinary characteristics."

"But the panel shows that there are five!"

"This is the key information gap!"

"Panel! I now officially acknowledge you!"

"You are my living father!"

After a moment of inward amazement, Ivan asked without changing his expression, "Does such a miraculous and extraordinary property really exist?"

Dick nodded: "I've inquired from various sources and I'm pretty sure it exists."

Evan asked curiously, "So you need information about these characteristics and want me to help you find out?"

Dick shook his head, his face grave, and said, "I seem to have found clues about these characteristics, but I can't find a suitable helper."

As he spoke, he sighed, "You should also know that for these three professions without any distinguishing features, it is generally very difficult to advance further after reaching the master level."

"The extraordinary road ahead has no signs, only thorns and desires, which prevent our spirit from continuing to move forward."

"Compared to other professions, we are blind!"

"And the characteristics of the Black Sun can serve as our lantern!"

P.S.: It's almost the end of the month, let's cast some votes for the blind man's lantern!

Chapter 239: Failed to achieve the desired outcome, and even lost eight teeth (Seeking monthly votes)

Upon hearing this, Ivan's eyes widened immediately: "Ah! Black... Sun Wings, it actually has such an incredible effect?"

Dick nodded, his expression grave, and continued.

"Because our three professions started from low levels, there is generally no planning for extraordinary characteristics."

"Although masters can successfully merge, even after merging, some characteristics still have huge contradictions and adverse reactions between them if they are to form a domain."

"Therefore, if mages, witches, and demon hunters want to become lords, they need to acquire some special traits."

At this point, Dick's face showed a hint of anticipation: "The legendary Black Sun trait is a rare and extraordinary trait that comes directly from the favor of the gods."

"Its own attributes are opposite to those of the sun and the moon, and it possesses the authority to bear and merge."

"Rumor has it that if one can fully master the Black Sun Wings, not only will their survivability be enhanced, but they will also be able to fly!"

"Furthermore, it can be carried on the back with those wings, allowing previously difficult-to-integrate characteristics to be perfectly combined."

"Greatly reduces the difficulty of becoming a master and lord."

Upon hearing this, Ivan quickly turned his head and adjusted the corners of his mouth that he couldn't suppress.

"What's wrong?" Dick asked.

Ivan turned the back of his head to Dick and said, "Let me see if anyone's eavesdropping!"

Hearing this, Dick gave a thumbs up: "You're a true brother! Very vigilant!"

"We definitely need to be careful; this is a top secret that countless people want to know but can't find a way to obtain!"

His voice carried a hint of wistfulness: "I stole ancient records by accident... during an archaeological excavation."

Ivan nodded, suppressing a laugh: "I understand, you're doing preventative anti-tomb raiding work."

Upon hearing Ivan's professional and precise vocabulary, Dick's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Preventative anti-tomb raiding work...hehe, that's a fantastic term! Hahaha!"

With that, Dick lifted the frying pan and patted Evan on the shoulder: "So, interested?"

"That place is in an underground pyramid in a rainforest in South America."

"I've already contacted two people, but I still need a few more professionals!"

"For example, witchers with strong vitality and powerful physiques!"

Upon hearing this, Ivan pondered for a moment: "Approximately when?"

Dick said, "About a year from now."

"The tomb was set up with a very sophisticated magic array, and the opening time of the entire tomb was based on the celestial phenomena."

"It can only open when the celestial configuration is correct."

Evan hummed in agreement: "I can think about it. Anyway, it's still early. I'll let you know if it's suitable."

Dick nodded happily after hearing Ivan agree.

"Then let's settle this for now. Anyway, there's still more than a year to prepare!"

"If you can successfully break through to the Master level, that would be the best!"

The two didn't say much after that. Evan watched Dick disappear into the snowy night under the dim streetlights.

Finally, rubbing his rumbling stomach, he sighed, "Sigh! I guess I won't be getting a free meal today!"

He then took the tram back to Gooding Street and went to the soon-to-be-closed Lucky Bee restaurant, where he ordered a cheap dinner for seventy cents.

After slightly filling his empty stomach with various carbohydrates, proteins, and fats, Evan returned home comfortably.

He set up a spiritual shield in the room, reached behind his back, and a thick, dark bone appeared in his hand.

It's clear that this skeleton, in terms of both size and shape, does not belong to the human skeleton.

Its size is comparable to that of a human wrist, and more than 50% of it is straight, with the remaining 50% having some curvature.

It has an indescribable pitch-black color.

Despite having no life or fluids, it appears as if countless oil and graphite are mixed together and flowing back and forth.

The deep blackness seemed to swallow up all the surrounding light.

The overall structure feels quite heavy and hard to the touch. The texture has nothing to do with bones; it's more like a piece of obsidian that has been forged through countless trials and tribulations and is incredibly smooth throughout.

He bent his fingers and tapped them with his fingernails.

Ding Ding Ding!

There was no dull, bone-like sound; instead, it produced a clinking sound like gemstones striking metal.

After fiddling with the bone in his hand for a moment, Evan opened his mouth and stuffed it inside.

"Crack!"

With a forceful bite, Ivan felt a sharp pain in his gums.

As he removed the bone, which was covered in his own saliva, three blood-stained molars also fell out.

"Holy crap! Is this thing really that hard!?"

"My teeth!"

As he spoke, Evan hurriedly picked up the tooth and was about to put it in his mouth.

Just as he placed the tooth on his gums, he discovered that three new teeth had already grown in.

"Hey! I can't waste my own nutrition!"

Evan sighed and casually stuffed the three teeth into his mouth and swallowed them.

After swallowing the tooth, his gaze fell on the rib in his hand.

"As expected of the rib of a superior, and it can easily pierce my scales, it is indeed hard enough."

"Since force doesn't work, how about I simmer it slowly?"

Evan immediately pulled out his copper pot from his back and placed it on the stove.

Because the rib was so large, Evan could only add as much water as possible.

Then, insert the rib section vertically, allowing about one-third of it to be submerged underwater.

"Regular stewing won't work; I should use potion-making techniques to process it."

Thinking of this, Ivan's eyes suddenly lit up: "I'm a fucking genius!"

He then quickly gathered all the materials currently in his home.

First, he took out a stone fragment from the idol, then prepared a piece of his own poisoned blood, and then plucked a jet-black feather from the Black Sun Wing.