Don't force me to use my right fist.

The brewery is now a respectable organization established to protect ordinary people, so it would be hard for Sayu to do anything that would harm them. But if it's a cult, then it should be fine, right?

"Yes, thanks to you, we've caught a ringleader alive this time."

Thinking of the middle-aged man she had tortured and interrogated with every means possible, Kaguya turned her head away and looked seriously at Saya.

"The Church of Truth, that's the only name that guy revealed before he died."

That's all.

Chapter Sixty-One: It's time to grind some materials!

Saya and Kaguya returned to the Hagasaki residence. The attackers who had been lying on the ground had long since been cleaned up by the servants, and the entire Hagasaki residence was filled with a faint sandalwood scent, which was clearly Kaguya's request.

Unfortunately, according to Kaguya, even after using all the interrogation methods, she could only get the name of the organization out of those guys, and there were no other clues.

"There shouldn't be any more attackers tonight, right?"

Saya stretched and greeted Kaguya, who had returned to her indifferent attitude, before heading towards her room.

"You...aren't you angry with me?"

Gritting her teeth, Kaguya finally asked the question that had been stuck in her chest.

"Huh? What's it to you? That I'm not allowed to make any more culinary disasters in the room?"

Sōyū turned around, puzzled, and asked her.

"My intelligence was flawed, which is why you disappeared for so long. Although I don't know what happened during that time, it was my fault, right?"

Kaguya took a deep breath. Even though Saya didn't seem to want to blame her, she still wanted to make things clear with him.

"If that's what you're saying, then I can't blame you, can I? Plans are always subject to change, and no one can predict what will happen next. Besides, your intelligence was very accurate, but there are bound to be unexpected events. If I blame you for this, then I'll just seem petty."

Sōyū waved his hand and walked towards his room, not at all seeming to have taken the matter to heart.

"Besides, you didn't deliberately hide this from me. I trust you, just as you trust me."

Without turning back, Saya closed the door, leaving Kaguya standing alone in the courtyard, silently gazing at his room.

"Trust..."

Kaguya raised her head, and the bright moon in the sky shone through the dark clouds onto her small face, making her already fair face seem as if it were coated with a layer of moonlight.

"Next weekend is my eighteenth birthday. I will tell you all my secrets then. This is my promise to you."

"But the condition is that you can't betray my trust."

After speaking those words in a voice only she could hear to herself in the direction of Saya, Kaguya turned and walked towards her room.

Saya, who was already pondering whether to build a second basement in the room, naturally didn't hear what she said. But even if he had, given Saya's personality, he probably wouldn't have said anything more.

A secret is something you don't want to share with others. It's normal to keep things to yourself until you've built a certain level of trust with someone.

Of course, Sawa was not thinking about these things at the moment. His mind was full of things about another mod, so he didn't have time to care about these things.

The taste of the dark cuisine is too strong, harmful to both the cook and the user. Even Zuoyou wouldn't want to conduct such biological experiments under his room. But enchanting is a different story.

This thing can be easily satisfied with just a bookshelf and an enchanting table, and it can even be made do without a bookshelf.

After closing the door, Saya took out a square block carved with a nine-square grid from his backpack and casually tossed it into the center of the room.

The small cube that landed quickly transformed into a square wooden table. The patterns in the nine-square grid on it shimmered with a mysterious luster, which inexplicably aroused Zuoyou's desire to complain.

I didn't really feel anything about it when I was in the Minecraft world, but now that I think about it, the crafting table seems to be something that contains magical power.

It's clearly illogical that something can be synthesized instantly by simply placing the correct items into the 3x3 grid without consuming any energy or even requiring assembly time.

But now is not the time to complain about this; Saga has more important things to do.

That's the most important enhancement enchanting table in that mod.

This time, the synthesis method wasn't hidden like the Dark Cuisine technique. It was as if it already existed in Zuoyou's mind. Whenever he thought of the Enhancement and Enchantment Table, the materials needed for synthesis would automatically come to mind.

"Someday we'll have to come up with a mod that includes a G-key crafting table, otherwise it's just too much of a hassle."

While complaining, Saya rummaged through his backpack for the corresponding items.

Fortunately, Zuoyou had all the necessary items for enhancing the enchanting table in his inventory.

He placed the glass in the bottom row and center of the nine-square grid, and then placed the two meager crystals of kindness that the four seasons had given him on either side of the glass.

Finally, Zuoyou took a deep breath, took out an unenchanted book from his backpack, and placed it in the center of the first row.

A flash of light appeared, and a strange, cube-shaped phantom appeared in Sōyū's hand.

As he clenched his fist, the materials he had placed on the nine-square grid vanished instantly, and the phantom materialized into a solid form.

[Enchanting Table Enhancement]: An enchanting table that can enchant with more affixes and levels, and can also increase the original enchantment level of items. There are no restrictions on the items that can be enchanted.

Somewhat excited, he placed it on the ground and rubbed his hands together.

After finally defeating the Ender Dragon and gaining so much experience, I can finally put it to good use.

Level 45 experience isn't a huge amount, but it's not a small amount either; it's enough to enchant a suitable piece of equipment.

The reason why Zuoyou didn't build an enchanting table here is simply because what he already has is the highest level in the original version, and there's no need to use any tools to enchant it further.

But this mod clearly gives these experiences a new purpose.

Then, as Zuoyou eagerly placed the diamond armor he wanted to upgrade into the enhancement and enchanting table, he froze.

【Durability Enhancement I】 Experience level requirement 2, consumes 1 level of experience and 1 Crystal of Goodwill.

【Protection Enhancement I】Requires 5 experience levels and consumes 2 experience levels and 2 Crystallizations of Goodwill.

[New Projectile Protection II] Experience level requirement 7, consumes 3 levels of experience and 3 karma crystals.

This enchantment can actually ignore enchantment conflicts?

The problem is, where is he supposed to get this damn fruit of goodwill?

Chapter Sixty-Two: Wasn't it you I invited tonight?

Zuoyou lay on the bed with a head full of regret. He had already put away the workbench and enchanting table next to him. Without the goodwill crystals, no matter how much he coveted those enchantments, it would be useless.

As for the so-called crystallization of karma, I have no idea. At least the crystallization of goodwill that Sōyuu had mentioned that it could be obtained by those who bear sins, which means that it will definitely drop when fighting vengeful spirits like A-Zhen.

But Zuoyou really doesn't know where to get the crystallization of karma, so he can only hope that the strange things in this world will give him a surprise.

Satisfied, Saya closed his eyes, letting his mind relax as he tried to get a stable amount of sleep every day.

Ever since he entered the Minecraft world, he has developed a habit: as soon as his head touches the pillow on the bed, he can fall asleep in less than three seconds, and his sleep quality is extremely high, never having any dreams.

However, this time was different. Saya clearly remembered that class president Amakawa Tsubasa had told him that anyone who had come into contact with Shubu Saya would inevitably be attacked by nightmares at night.

This was a bit beyond Zuoyou's imagination. He wanted to see whether his biological clock was more powerful or this so-called ominous curse was more powerful.

Lying flat on the bed, Sawa's vision went black as soon as his head touched the bed, and he lost consciousness on the spot.

A ray of light shone through the darkness, making Saya instinctively want to raise his hand to rub his eyes.

However, what appeared before him was a familiar square-shaped arm.

The hand, which had no fingers at all, rubbed his face, which completely woke Saya up.

Judging from the yellowish-white texture of the ground and the blocks of the same material covering his head, this undoubtedly recreates the place he last visited in the Minecraft world.

"Have we returned to the End?"

Looking down at his body, which seemed to have returned to its angular, blocky shape, Saku sighed.

The location chosen for this dream is quite particular; it actually picked a place that Sawa once feared the most.

It's important to know that in other places, there's still a chance to survive if an accident happens. Whether it's falling off a cliff or into lava, as long as you're quick enough, you can still survive.

But there is no end.

If you accidentally fall into the void, it's a disaster that no matter how powerful the mechanics are, they can't save you. At least in the original Minecraft, it's an unsolvable mistake.

Therefore, the reason why Zuoyou was so careful when fighting the Ender Dragon was precisely because of this.

To be honest, this was the place he feared most.

However, this end of the world was somewhat different from what Zuoyou had imagined. For example, the black dragon that had been circling in the sky was no longer there, and the familiar three-block-tall little cutie was not on the island at the end of the world.

"Is it a dream, or a dream formed based on my memories? That's quite an impressive technique."

Realizing that while the simulation was impressive, it had overlooked the most crucial point, Zuoyou quickly confirmed that this was definitely a dream, rather than him actually being transported back to the End.

Because he couldn't open the backpack.

It seems that the system's power is still considerable. Even this guy who can invade his dreams still can't crack the existence of the system, let alone simulate it.

"However, it seems that not being able to use the items and equipment in my backpack is actually a weakness for me right now?"

Saya scratched his head in frustration, only to find that he no longer had any fingers on his hands. He could only rub his large, square head.

It's a bit strange to suddenly change back like this.

Then, just as Saya was pondering how to get out of this strange dream, a somewhat odd and pale face appeared in the sky.

"Huh? No, you've got the roles mixed up. I clearly didn't book you for tonight, so how come you beat me to it?"

Saya, who was initially puzzled as to why he hadn't been able to see the terrifying monster made of tentacles and slime that Amakawa Tsubasa had once described, understood why when he saw the hideous face of the woman in the air.

It was just a dream tonight, how could it be enough to snatch orders?

Zuoyou would never forget Ah Zhen's familiar face; he just never expected that she would be the one to invade his dream first.

She's really troublesome. Sawa originally thought that her strangeness was just that of a ghost that doesn't have a physical body but still kills people using physical means. He didn't expect that she could also invade dreams.

Saku rubbed his temples in frustration and stopped his attempt to leap into the void.

Since someone is interfering, ending this dream with death can only be a last resort. If dying here means spiritual death, then things will go terribly wrong.

However, without the items in the backpack, dealing with that thing in the sky doesn't seem to be a simple matter at all.

With bloodshot eyes fixed on Saya, Sadako's mouth slowly opened in the sky, and blood fell from the sky like a torrential rain. Just the drops on the ground corroded deep pits one after another.

With nowhere to avoid it, Sawa could only stretch out his arm to block the dripping blood, but he still couldn't suppress the pain from the blood dripping onto his body.

"This is really funny. I can still feel pain even with a blocky body."

Gritting his teeth and enduring the corrosive sensation emanating from his body, Saya knew it was just an illusion. He felt the pain because he subconsciously knew it would hurt.