I can copy tags infinitely.

After dinner, Zoe sat on the armchair by the fireplace, holding a book, and turned the pages.

The firewood inside the stove crackled and popped, and a pair of fire tongs was placed beside it, so that the maid could easily stir the firewood inside.

Li En also sat opposite her with a book in his hand, but his mind wasn't on the book; he was more focused on the countdown to the copy label.

"Miss Zoe, would you like some more tea?"

A maid approached carrying an exquisite teapot. Golden lines traced its surface, outlining the image of a winged, four-legged monster. Li En guessed that it must be the Wells family crest, the legendary red dragon.

As for why the Wells family, who could use the red dragon crest in London of this world, was just a declining baronial family, Li En didn't quite understand why.

"Thank you, Lena," Zoe nodded slightly, "Could you add a sugar cube for me?"

The maid, called Reina, did as she was told and then approached Li En. "Young Master Li En, would you like some tea?"

"No."

Li En waved his hand repeatedly, saying that based on his life experience, drinking too much black tea can easily cause internal heat, so it's better to drink less.

He preferred Emei Peak tea to black tea, though of course, it wasn't available in London at the time.

"Watch out, Lena, this guy's eyes are getting weirder," Zoe glanced sideways at Li En. "I suspect he's interested in you! I found a book in his bedroom called 'The Passion of the Lord's Maid'!"

Li En: "..."

Lena simply smiled subtly, "I understand."

After Lena walked away, Li En looked at Zoe and asked, "Is there really this book in my bedroom?"

"No, I just said it offhand," Zoe looked at Lee En, a hint of uncertainty flashing in her eyes. "You don't actually have it, do you?"

I certainly don't have it, but I don't know if the original owner did.

Li En shook his head, looking at the fireflies floating in his field of vision, feeling somewhat irritated.

Having heightened inspiration does have significant negative effects; these fluorescent lights constantly obstruct his vision, making it difficult to even see the words in the book.

The labels on Zoe were quickly copied by Lee En.

[Label copied]

[Warrior of Materialism]

[Effect: Inspiration threshold increased by 100%, resistance to anomalous effects increased by 100%]

After copying the label, Li En finished her work on the spot, closed the book in her hand, and hurriedly returned to her room.

"Hey!" Zoe's voice rang out behind Lee En, "You don't actually have this book, do you?!"

Li En ignored her and went back to her bedroom on her own.

Li En placed the books and monkey paw on the table, then sat on the bed, wanting to feel the changes brought about by this new label.

However, Li En did not seem to notice any particularly obvious changes.

The previous genius in mysticism and natural investigator, once copied, gave him a very obvious sense, so theoretically this label should also exist.

Li En blinked, then suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He closed his eyes, silently chanting something in his mind, and then opened them again.

This time, the glow that had been constantly in Li En's field of vision suddenly disappeared, just as if the effect of his innate investigator label had vanished.

But when Li En closed his eyes again, silently recited for a few seconds, and then opened his eyes, the fluorescent lights appeared once more.

"Can I control my perception of spiritual and anomalous things now?"

Li En was somewhat surprised. After obtaining the label of a natural investigator, he was quite sensitive to spirituality and anomalies. Even with his eyes closed, the glowing lights would still float in his dark vision.

It can be said that this has already had a certain impact on Lee Eun's daily life.

Now, through the materialist warrior label copied from Zoe, Lee En has successfully controlled his perception of spirituality and anomalous things.

At least daily life will no longer be affected!

"So that's how it changed," Li En thought to himself, while glancing at the grotesque monkey paw that Professor Osborn had given him on the table.

At that moment, the monkey's paw looked no different from an ordinary monkey's hand to him. Only when he observed it from the perspective of an investigator could he see that the monkey's paw was different from others.

From the investigator's perspective, or at least that's what Lee En called this ability.

"call……"

With a sigh of relief, Li En felt much more at ease. He had copied four tags today, all of which were related to the occult. These tags should be of great help to his student life at the University of Michigan.

Tomorrow, I'll go to the lab and be able to replicate the mark of innate superhuman strength from Estelle, which will also give me some self-defense capabilities in London.

After all, London wasn't exactly peaceful at that time.

Looking at it this way, I realize my life is starting to move towards a more structured path.

After taking off her clothes and shoes, Li En lay on the bed and began to drift off to sleep.

Suddenly, he woke up with a start.

"Wait, I haven't brushed my teeth yet!"

It's a well-known stereotype that the British don't like brushing their teeth. Li En almost fell into the trap, so he quickly went to the sink to brush his teeth and wash his face before finally feeling at ease enough to go to bed.

The bright moonlight shone through the layers of mist outside the window and shone on the surface of the monkey's paw.

The monkey's rough skin and curly hair lay quietly on the table, but as Li En's breathing gradually calmed down, it began to writhe strangely, like five maggots.

Before long, things returned to calm.

-

The next day.

Waking up from his sleep by the maid Lena, Lee Eun yawned as he walked upstairs to the dining room.

Breakfast wasn't particularly monotonous: two slices of fried bacon, a steaming hot boiled egg, toast with butter and jam, and a cup of steaming black tea. For an aristocratic family, this kind of breakfast was a little too modest.

But for a fallen nobleman, it was already considered quite good.

Sitting at the dining table, Li En looked at Zoe, who had added two sugar cubes to her black tea, and couldn't believe that the person sitting in front of her was a human.

"What's wrong?" Zoe looked at him, picked up the black tea that made her feel like she had an insulin spike just by looking at it, and took a sip.

Li En waved his hand repeatedly, then suddenly noticed something on the windowsill near the kitchen in the restaurant.

It was a crystal that was crystal clear, but strangely, it was shaped like a human skull, exactly like the legendary crystal skull.

Bathed in the light of dawn, which struggled to break through the layers of fog, it shimmered with a rainbow-like glow.

"What is that?"

Maid Lena explained, "These are things the master brought back yesterday. Apparently, they're part of his job and need to be protected. He'll take them with him later."

What kind of job would require such a thing? Is it for smuggling cultural relics?

Li En thought the possibility was quite high. After all, with the reputation of the British Empire backing it up, the so-called "antique hunters" were extremely rampant, often roaming around various countries, taking away precious cultural relics and antiques to smuggle them out, and finally reselling them at high prices.

This is not a good deal.

Li Enxu squinted, and just to be on the safe side, he glanced at it from an investigator's perspective.

It was only when he looked that Li En realized that the spirituality contained in this crystal skull was even greater than that of the monkey paw!

The glimmers of spiritual light seemed trapped inside the crystal skull, unable to escape no matter what they did.

There were so many of them that even in the dead of night, Li En could carry them in his hand like kerosene lamps to light up the surrounding roads.

"There are so many spiritual beings?"

Li En was somewhat surprised. If this thing were taken to the University of Michigan, it would probably be a rare and precious occult treasure.

Just then, a leisurely sound of footsteps came down from the duplex staircase.

Li En's father came downstairs. Today, he was dressed extremely extravagantly, wearing a white linen shirt as a base layer, and a deep V-neck charcoal gray vest in the middle, with six exquisitely carved buttons made of cow horns.

He was wearing a custom-made Savile Row tuxedo coat and took a black beaver fur top hat off the rack.

The polished Oxford shoes, though unadorned, were still quite eye-catching, and a gold-cased pocket watch hung on his chest.

Normally, my father would only dress like this when he went to the aristocratic theater to watch a play, in order to maintain a respectable appearance. Could it be that he is also going to the theater to watch a play today?

"Lee En, Zoe, I won't be back tonight, you don't need to wait for me." After saying this, Lee En's father put his top hat on his head and left the townhouse.

Li En looked out the window and saw a completely black carriage parked in front of his house, seemingly having been waiting for a long time.

But none of these are the most important things.

The most important point is that when her father put on his hat and went out, Li En suddenly noticed something.

Three lines of characters also appeared above the father's head.

The difference is that the three lines of characters above the father's head are very blurry, as if surrounded by a thick fog, making it impossible to see their contents.

What kind of label is this?