The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

The huge black metal coffin was taken down by Chen Guan and stood upright in the corner of the wall.

Chen Guan pulled up a chair and sat down, casually placing the box given to him by the logistics department on his desk.

The box lid was opened.

A completely black stone, devoid of any luster, lay quietly inside the shock-absorbing foam.

This thing has a rough surface, like a piece of coal cinder picked up randomly from a mine. It has no special features and you can't feel any spiritual energy fluctuations.

The logistics director said it was ridiculously hard.

Chen Guan extended two fingers and picked up the withered source stone.

It feels cold to the touch and is much heavier than metal of the same volume.

Chen Guan waved, calling his cheetah over.

The cheetah obediently crawled over and lay down at his feet.

"Infuse your spiritual power into it."

Chen Guan said that he did not have pure spiritual power, but this cheetah did. Originally, Chen Guan only valued its spatial abilities, but now it seems that this cheetah has some other uses.

He figured it was a good deal, so he agreed to let the leopard come home with him.

The cheetah obediently did as instructed, but there was no reaction whatsoever.

The spiritual energy struck an invisible wall and bounced back intact.

This does indeed match the logistics department's records: a piece of scrap material that cannot be channeled with spiritual energy and cannot be cut.

Chen Guan withdrew his spiritual power.

Next comes the real test.

He closed his eyes, and gray mist seeped from his palms.

Ash can come into contact with the surface of the dry Originium.

The stone, which had been completely still, suddenly glowed with a faint light, a gray glow emanating from within the stone.

Fine cracks appeared on the seemingly indestructible surface.

The cracks widened rapidly, and pieces of black stone peeled off, falling onto the table and turning into fine powder.

The disguise has been stripped away.

Hidden inside the stone was a rhomboid, grayish-black crystal.

The crystal hovered half an inch above Chen Guan's palm. Pure gray energy flowed along the edges of the crystal, resonating with the gray energy within Chen Guan's body.

Indeed, they are related.

Chen Guan did not stop, but continued to increase the output of gray energy.

The crystal began to rotate, and the speed increased.

Wisps of gray mist were drawn out of the crystal and seeped into Chen Guan's veins through his palm.

The mist did not linger inside his body, but instead bypassed the limitations of his physical form and surged into the black iron coffin in the corner of the wall.

The coffin emitted a muffled hum.

The cheetah lying nearby had its fur standing on end, its limbs trembling, and it buried its head between its front legs, shaking with fear.

It felt a level of suppression even more terrifying than that of the Frostbone Wolf, a fear that acted directly on the depths of its bloodline.

Chen Guan was able to clearly perceive the changes in his own body.

The entity inside the coffin has an extreme craving for this gray mist.

This is a fundamental repair.

Moreover, as the gray fog poured in, fragmented images appeared in Chen Guan's mind.

The sky was dark, the earth was cracked, and the wind whipped up black sand and dust, obscuring the sun and moon.

A magnificent black altar stood in the center of the wasteland, surrounded by countless figures clad in ancient armor, kneeling before it and chanting strange syllables.

The footage is very short, only a few seconds long.

But Chen Guan saw clearly what was in the center of the altar.

That was a coffin.

It's exactly the same as the one that's currently sitting in the corner of his wall.

After delivering the last bit of gray mist, the crystal completely exhausted its energy, turning into a clump of white ash that scattered in Chen Guan's palm.

Chen Guan clapped his hands and dusted the white ash into the trash can.

His guess was correct.

The object unearthed from the Black Wind Ruins does indeed have a very deep connection with its original form.

The Dry Source Stone is not waste at all; it is the crystallization left behind by that lost civilization.

Only by using the same energy to activate it can you obtain the gifts within.

Chen Guan glanced at the system panel.

This practical assessment successfully garnered a large number of popularity points.

With these popularity points, he felt even more confident.

After leaving the northern border, he had to take a trip to all the various ruins with the words "Black Wind" in their names.

As soon as he finished speaking, the communicator on the table lit up with a green light.

Chen Guan pressed the call button, and Hong Yuan's extremely penetrating voice immediately filled the entire single dormitory room.

"Chen Guan, are you there? You be the judge! That brat Yin Chen insists that Su Yuehe, that rich girl, gave me too many materials and wants me to share some with him to forge armor. Isn't he shameless? That's sponsorship I got through my own abilities!"

Hong Yuan's tone was full of dissatisfaction.

Yin Chen's unhurried voice came through the communication channel: "Even if your giant axe is completely covered with deep-sea black gold, it will still be a dull target when swung. Instead of wasting those high-strength metal pieces, you should give me the excess scraps. I will use ice magic to fuse and coat them. This is called reasonable resource allocation."

"Pah, don't think I don't know what you're up to." Red Kite scoffed. "You just want to be a component for your broken wand, stop with the high-sounding nonsense."

Chen Guan listened to their pointless bickering: "Did you really send over the materials list that Su Yuehe gave you?"

Hong Yuan laughed wildly: "It's out! When An Changqing saw the order, his face turned green, but Su Yuehe didn't even frown. What does that mean? It means my price is even lower."

Yin Chen interjected in the channel: "The Su family controls the resource allocation channels of the Human Council, so this amount of supplies is just a drop in the ocean for her."

"However, you'd better make sure that the Mystic Turtle can spit out a few more ancient demon characters in three days. Since Su Yuehe's thirst for knowledge is almost obsessive, if the turtle doesn't react by then, her temper will probably become very terrible."

Chen Guan casually changed the subject: "What did the turtle eat today?"

Hongyuan replied nonchalantly, "It ate two bags of compressed biscuits and half an apple, and it's still fast asleep under my pillow. That stuff really does glow! No matter how I poke its shell, it just keeps its head inside and won't come out."

Chen Guan patiently replied, "Don't use brute force to hit it. Don't kill the turtle, or I won't be able to explain myself."

Hong Yuan cleared her throat, and her loud voice boomed from the loudspeaker: "You can rest assured, this turtle's shell is thicker than my heavy armor. It's well-fed and cared for; I treat it like royalty. There won't be any problems before delivery. As for materials, don't even think about it."

Yin Chen's voice remained calm and elegant, completely unaffected by Hong Yuan's rudeness, and he brought the topic back to the present.

"Red Kite, let me remind you again: Deep-sea black gold has an extremely high melting point and is extremely averse to conventional high-temperature forging. Do you think you can just find any blacksmith to melt it for you?"