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However, when it comes to scalpels of high-quality sharpness, the merit points extracted are only 100.

As for the Silver Needle of Swiftness quality, it only has 1 merit point.

and.

"The forging quality of silver needles and scalpels is simply deadly; the convergence of the materials' spiritual essence is nothing short of miraculous."

After crafting his first silver needle and refining his merit points, Moses secretly resolved that he would never, and would never, ever craft another one in his life, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

It takes a lot of time and effort.

It's also incredibly poor value for money.

During the year, Mercer took some time to craft a proper, close-fitting suit of armor and weapons for Bear Cub, as a reward for the hardworking miner bear.

Or perhaps wages.

Aside from real estate, namely the "sharp knives" he used, over the course of a year, intermittently, excluding the failed attempts, Messer accumulated a total of 60 sharp knives.

After all the refining.

Mercer has earned 60101 merit points.

It can be described as refining an A-grade quality Devil Fruit.

With the year's summary complete, Moses smiled, and it was harvest season for the fruit farmers.

I gazed at the few gifts on the Gifts panel that had not yet materialized.

Merit points consumed.

Invest 50000 merits.

To truly realize this blessing that you have longed for.

next moment.

A strange sensation was brewing within Mercer, as if a gentle breeze were blowing through his body, inside and out.

First, it feels comfortable.

But then a wave of pain, both inside and out, hit my body.

Unparalleled pain.

Mercer gritted his teeth.

Try to get into a breathing state.

Empty your mind.

After an unknown amount of time, Moses suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, an instinctive feeling arose. Moses looked at the short sword in his hand and stared at a white dot on the rock wall ten meters away. An instinctive feeling surged into his heart.

He casually tossed the sword with a throwing motion, but the instant it left his hand, guided by his conscious intention to hit it, his fingers instinctively made a slight adjustment.

It was as if that was the only way to do it.

The next instant, the short sword that had been casually thrown out seemed to be a stroke of genius, hitting the tiny white dot with pinpoint accuracy.

And it was inserted into the rock wall.

Moses fell into deep thought.

"Instinct?"

"The Precision Gift was originally a talent, an instinct, not a conceptual ability to interfere with probability, but an ability to use one's own abilities to correct the outcome through observation and prediction."

Moses looked at the Gift ability in the ability panel.

[Grade A Blessing: Precision] (Can be freely upgraded)

[Blessing Effect: Through self-correction, it grants results related to accuracy in aspects such as eyesight, skill, physique, and thinking.]

[Grace's assessment: Precision is the difference between surgery and slaughter.]

A smile played on Moses' lips; he was quite satisfied with the effect of the gift.

Rather than relying on vague and uncertain coincidences, I prefer to create the results I want with my own hands.

There was another surprise: I never imagined that "precision" could be such a gift, allowing for free growth. I had misjudged it before.

Merit points: 11078

Including the daily "check-ins" over the years, plus the remaining points from previous refinements, this is all the merit points I have left.

"Merit points are very useful, but also very difficult to obtain."

"Of course, this was before I forged the 'master sword'."

Looking at the remaining merit points, Moses couldn't help but feel a desire to spend them.

As for the way of consumption.

【lottery】

This is a feature that Mercer has never used since he gained merit points, but now that he has earned "money," it's meant to be spent.

[Lottery]: Use Merit Points to draw treasures from various dimensional worlds, including but not limited to blessings, items, characters, etc. (The draw range for each quality item may fluctuate depending on the number of Merit Points consumed.)

"If I can forge a sharp blade, I'll spend 1000 points to try it out and use it as a stepping stone."

Without thinking, following his instinct for "lottery," he paid out 1000 merit points. Mercer blinked, wanting to see what kind of lottery it was.

The next moment, Mercer's consciousness was drawn into the sea of ​​consciousness and appeared before the indescribable "sphere of light".

A vortex appeared on the surface of the light sphere, and it spun faster and faster.

a moment.

An indescribable "spot of light" suddenly appeared.

It shot out from the vortex.

Then, Mercer opened his eyes.

At the same time, an object wrapped in a palm-sized "ball of light" appeared in front of them.

Mercer reached out and touched it, the ball of light dissipated, and a small booklet appeared in Mercer's hand. Mercer understood a "message".

After a quick glance, Mercer discovered that he could read it; the text was written in the world's font.

Is it some kind of rule adjustment?

The answer is: Yes.

Mercer looked at the description of the item.

[Grade D Item: Crow Breeding Manual]

[Item Contents: High-quality birds that can understand human speech, speak human language, or both, through selection, breeding, and drug modification.]

[Item Review: Crows are friends of humans; please treat them kindly.]

Moses blinked. "Is this my next choice for materializing the Gift: 'Taming'?"

It's neither particularly useful nor completely useless.

It was a pleasant surprise.

Nine snakes have their own "snakes".

Alabasta has its own "Run Ducks".

Morgans has his own "newsbirds".

How about I also build an army of talking "crows"?

By the way, can pandas talk?

Aren't their vocal systems quite advanced?

"Let's leave that aside for now and take another shot while things are going well."

This time, Mercer gritted his teeth and spent 10000 merit points.

A few seconds later, a "point of light" appeared from the vortex of "orb of light" in my mind.

Another "orb of light" appeared in front of Messer.

"touch"

A standard-style bottle of red and white capsules with no label appeared in my hand.

Mercer blinked, and the information about the item was naturally understood.

[Grade B Item: APTX 4869]

[Item Effect: APOPTOXIN-4869 is a potent chemical poison that can cause death without a detectable cause. In an extremely rare instance, its side effect is that it can restore a person's physiological functions to their developmental stage.]

[Item Review: "A mysterious drug that miraculously brings the dead back to life," but its actual effect is to kill. Even more ridiculously, if it doesn't kill, its residual side effects do indeed grant a kind of "youth."]

Mercer was speechless. He looked at the item information for "APTX 4869" three times in a row. "How can such a thing be of B quality? So its high quality comes entirely from its side effects?"

I've never seen anything like this before.

Mercer opened the medicine bottle, poured the capsules into his hand, counted them carefully, and gave a wry smile:

"There are actually a hundred of them. It seems they're still going by volume."

Mercer rubbed his chin, a thoughtful look in his eyes, recalling the side effects of "APTX 4869," "In a sense, this thing really is a magical drug that can reverse aging."

"If we combine this with adjustments and further development of 'bloodline factors,' could we extract this 'side effect' into a genuine medicinal benefit?"

"It must be said that, judging by the results rather than the intentions, this is a successful and epoch-making drug that interferes with the reverse growth of human genes."

Although its primary function is to induce programmed cell death, it also enhances the activity of human telomerase, thereby increasing the cell's proliferative capacity.

Furthermore, due to both accidental and inevitable side effects, the human body regresses to the developmental level of an infant, without affecting mental function.

"How about we take it back to Doctor Doriel and see if she can do some further development with her skills?"

"Hmm, the origin of this is a bit hard to explain," Mercer said, scratching his head in frustration.

"If I lie, I'll have to use more lies to cover up the leaks later. Forget it, let's talk about it when we get back."

"The forging of these weapons should probably be put on hold for a while. Sigh, why is there so little iron ore?"