Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea.

Chapter 31 Am I really going to ring the bell for the night?

In the days that followed, the two moved into their new home.

There was only one bedroom, but two beds were moved in so that Hermaine wouldn't have to sleep on the cold, hard floor.

And Amanises really did do as He said, not resting at night, but only taking a short nap at noon.

"I really envy you for not needing to sleep. I never have enough time in the day." With increasingly dark circles under her eyes, Helmaenie looked at a certain goddess who could leisurely sit with her legs crossed and study some kind of red fruit, and said enviously.

As the research project drew closer to its end, it became clear that there were more and more loopholes to fix. With the New Year's festival date fast approaching, Helmaenie had no choice but to work through the night.

Amanisis laughed and said, "Once I figure out how to make coffee, it will help you stay up all night even more effectively."

Amanises did not refuse to help Hermaine, but at this final stage of the creation of writing, only Hermaine herself could complete this work of repair and restoration; no one else could help, not even a god.

"Coffee, huh. You're a sleepless person and you're still thinking about coffee..." After making a sarcastic remark, Helmani didn't waste any more time and continued to immerse herself in her vast research.

With the New Year celebrations drawing ever closer, the council has organized several preparatory meetings, but Hermione has not attended a single one. Even daily necessities such as meals, hot water for bathing, and laundry are all handled by Amanisis.

In this painful yet blissful busyness, just before the celebration, Helmaenie, holding the original inscribed stone tablet, felt the mysterious power of the words.

That is a language that truly belongs to humankind and can leverage the power of nature.

……

The flowing darkness nourished Hermaine's exhausted spirit and weary, weakened soul, making her feel so comfortable that she wanted to groan.

Awakening from a deep and peaceful sleep, Helmaenie squinted her eyes slightly and, in the crimson moonlight streaming through the window, saw Amanisis sitting at the head of her bed. He was looking up at the window, lost in thought, perhaps longing for his homeland.

"Don't pretend to be asleep if you're awake. Time is still tight, isn't it?" The cold feeling suddenly shattered. Amanisis glanced at Hermaine, who actually wanted to pretend to be asleep in front of her, and laughed speechlessly.

"I miss my carefree, laid-back self so much..." she grumbled as she stood up, taking the undershirt Amanisis handed her. Having grown accustomed to dressing in front of Amanisis, she didn't shy away from her at all.

However, when Hermaine was getting dressed, Amanisis's gaze would deliberately drift elsewhere.

"The festival starts at dawn, so I need to concoct the advancement potion first." Helmani stretched, got out of bed, and went to the various strange homemade tools that had been prepared in advance next door.

Besides pots and pans, there are also various glasswares she made herself, making the place resemble a simple science laboratory.

After preparing the various collected auxiliary materials, Hermaine asked Amanisis for the pure "Manipulator" extraordinary property that He had shattered, separated, and kept.

This was not the first time Helmaenie had concocted or experimented with a potion, but it was the first time Helmaenie, who had incorporated Zhou Mingxiang's spirit, had concocted a real magic potion.

Sequence 4 "Manipulator" Potion!

Sequence 4 is the true dividing line in the potion system, marking the true entry into the realm of demigods!

Precisely measuring the dosage of materials and meticulously controlling the temperature—while these things don't significantly affect the preparation of the potion—Helmaenie still strives to do everything to the best of her ability…

As Helmaine focused and moved slowly, a potion filled with countless fragments of light appeared before her and Amanisis.

Gazing at this strange potion is like witnessing the manifestation of the vast ocean of the collective unconscious.

Sensing the extraordinary power of the potion, Amanisis, after a moment of inward reflection, turned to Helmaenie and smiled faintly, "Is this also an achievement of your human research?"

Helmani chuckled, offering no reply, but instead explaining, "This is a 'potion,' the true and correct path to advancement. It's much safer than directly consuming extraordinary properties."

Noticing Amanisis's increasingly strange gaze, she quickly added, "I really don't know the recipe for the 'Knight of Calamity' potion."

"The Knight of Calamity..." Amanisis murmured.

"I hope the future goddess of the night will get some inspiration from this name..." Helmaenie sighed inwardly, believing that this was all she could do for the time being.

"I will not participate in the daytime festival," Amanisis suddenly said, raising her head slightly.

"Hmm?" Hermaine snapped out of her elation at the successful potion concoction and looked at Amanisis with a puzzled expression.

"Although the giants haven't explicitly stated that they'll send anyone to participate in the tribe's New Year festival, I don't want my identity to be discovered by the giants who might arrive at the last minute..." Amanisis explained, "To be on the safe side, I'll accompany Ouroboros's exploration team during the day to investigate a nearby lake that appears to be inhabited by mutated monsters. This is something I asked Ouroboros to arrange yesterday."

In Amanisis's plan, once Helmaene truly possessed divinity and began creating personal idols, he would follow behind, revealing the power of a demigod, creating idols and spreading faith in the tribe, stabilizing the spirit, and then absorbing the characteristics left behind by the two-headed wolf, thus becoming one of the strongest among the gods.

In this way, unless the ancient god himself comes, no one can see through His identity as a demon wolf.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"I see..." Helmani was a little disappointed, but she quickly nodded and said, "Your consideration is very thorough. I've been too busy lately and overlooked these potential problems."

Seeing Helmaenie's obvious disappointment, Amanisis suddenly smiled and said, "However, I will wait until I have seen you truly become a demigod from a distance before I leave. This way, I won't miss your advancement, nor will I run into any giants."

Hermaine nearly strained her back from Amanisis's sudden turn of events. She rolled her eyes at her, "Just say it all at once... You're wasting my feelings."

Helmaenie knew in her heart that Amanisis's choice was actually out of concern that her promotion might be delayed.

Even with the potion recipe and the advancement ceremony, the success rate of advancement is not actually high. It can only be said that she is on the right path, but not on a path that guarantees success.

Thinking of this, Helmani paused briefly, then whispered to Amanisis, "If... I mean, if something like the 'Mentor' happens... I hope you can stop me then. Don't let my hands be stained with the blood of the tribespeople."

Similarly, she had to take the potion at the time and place where the tribe members gathered. Although Helmaenie was confident that she could successfully advance, if she failed, she would cause a tragedy similar to that of her "mentor".

"I will." Amanisis looked intently at Helmaene and gave an affirmative answer, but then a playful smile appeared on her lips: "However..."

"But what?" Helmaenie's heart tightened, and she asked in confusion.

Amanisis, her smile fading, slowly said, "It's not difficult... After I build the idol, you must be my first believer and ring the bell for me."

(End of this chapter)