I'm not just human!

Seeing that she was about to come closer, Xia Fa could only smile and say:

"Don't worry, I'm not hurt. What are you doing at home?"

The doll-like girl put her hands on her hips and said smugly:

"I'm training myself, and I feel like I've gotten even stronger! Hehe, time to prepare for the next adventure!"

Self-training?

Xia Fa was a little curious:

How did you train yourself?

Benedict smiled mysteriously, then suddenly opened her fair palm, revealing two small wooden puppets, and handed them to Xia Fa.

"That's it, use these two puppets...to fight!"

There were two small wooden puppets, each about the size of a palm. One of them looked similar to Benedict Cumberbatch, except that it carried a broadsword on its back.

The other little puppet is a wolf with snow-white fur.

The two small wooden puppets were quite crudely made, and Shafa even suspected that Benedict had carved them herself.

He chuckled inwardly. This was supposed to be self-training?

Suddenly, the doll-like girl stood up and clenched her small fist:

"Alright, now that you're back, Xiafa, it's my turn to go on my training. I'll strive to become stronger! That way, we can go on adventures together next time!"

She spoke very seriously, as if she really wanted to go on an adventure with Xia Fa.

Xia Fa smiled, took out the brass-cased notebook from his pocket, and said:

"Have you finished eating the grouper?"

Beneath blushed again and lowered her head shyly.

"I've...I'm done eating."

Xia Fa comforted her, saying:

"It's alright, you go and train first. I'll send you some super-extra dried fish through this notebook later!"

Beneath's golden-red eyes lit up:

"Really?"

Going on a training expedition and getting to eat amazing dried fish is just too wonderful!

Xia Fa nodded:

Have you forgotten my abilities?

The doll-like girl said happily:

"Okay! Xia Fa, thank you! I'll definitely bring you lots and lots of loot!"

Xia Fa laughed:

"Just take care of your own safety, I'm not asking for any spoils."

Although he was indeed short of money right now, Xia Fa decided that he would earn it himself if he could.

To be honest, previously, thanks to the ten thousand gold pounds given to him by the Giant King Gianni, or more precisely, the ten thousand gold pounds he received from selling the Titan's Starblood,

With the addition of the two high-level secret contracts, "Radiant Sunlight" and "Servant of the Spirits," which are worth about 20,000 gold pounds, Xia Fa felt like he was about to become rich.

After all, 30,000 gold pounds would make someone quite wealthy in Rum City, enough to buy a detached villa in the upscale neighborhood.

Moreover, two thousand five hundred gold pounds have not yet arrived.

But now, Xia Fa has to consider his next overlord-level secret contract, even though the possibility of his spiritual intuition guiding him to the next overlord-level secret contract is very small.

However, it's impossible to deny one's own future.

So, either 500,000 gold pounds or 1.5 million gold pounds, that's his goal for saving money!

"Even if it really costs 1.5 million gold pounds to buy a Hegemon-level contract from Dick Tudor, it seems like a good deal. After all, Hegemon-level contracts start at 2 million gold pounds... and the two Hegemon-level contracts, the Primal Stomach and the Gate of Stars, are definitely worth more than 2 million."

For some reason, Xia Fa thought of the demigod named Pompeii.

Putting everything else aside, if we could hunt down this demigod, it would be equivalent to earning a million gold pounds!

He had some guesses about Pompeii as early as when he heard that his surname was Baldr, but he was not sure about the two times the snow demon went out of control.

Once it's confirmed, even without the conditions offered by Dick Tudor this time, as long as I have the strength, I will definitely kill Pompeii!

However, hunting down a demigod seems quite a long way off at the moment...

Composing himself, Xia Fa pulled himself out of his thoughts and opened the bronze-cased notebook.

This time he was quite skilled. He first turned to the first page, where he saw that Benedict's portrait had indeed changed from a pitiful figure with tattered clothes and bare legs to a cool and aloof woman in a black fitted dress and black leather boots.

"Is it the same as last time?" Xia Fa looked up and asked.

Benedict was quite excited and nodded her little head vigorously, seemingly unable to wait any longer:

"Yes, I should be back tomorrow! This time I'm going to a place full of treasures!"

Chapter 79 A Fallen Noble, Taking Action Personally

The doll-like girl's face was full of anticipation as she quietly waited for Xia Fa to begin this trial journey for her.

It's unclear whether she's so looking forward to the upcoming training or because she hopes to become stronger after this training so she can go on adventures with Xia Fa.

Xia Fa added another instruction:

"You must ensure your own safety first."

"Okay! Don't worry, hehe."

Seeing the doll girl confidently agree, Xia Fa felt slightly relieved and skillfully outlined the secret character resembling the Chinese character "门" in his palm.

Wait... door!

The moment the secret text was drawn, the familiar sound of hooves rang out, and the soft-haired wooden mare appeared out of thin air and came to Benedict's side.

"Xia Fa, I'm leaving now, see you tomorrow!"

With a wave of her hand, Benedict rode her horse into a door that seemed to exist out of thin air and vanished.

Xia Fa stood there in a daze, still recalling the cryptic inscription.

A secret inscription that looks remarkably like the Chinese character for "door"... once drawn out, it will allow Beneath to travel to the Endless Realm...

"Could it be..."

He suddenly had a bold guess, but he didn't try it out immediately.

After all, this is a supernatural world full of chaos and madness, especially after witnessing firsthand the unknown beings that resembled heavy armored cavalry, and the decapitated Outer God.

Moreover, it's true that a beast as irrational and bizarre as the Jawed Beast could develop such a massive civilization. At first, I didn't think much of it, but now that I think about it carefully, I just find it equally insane and unbelievable.

In this situation, when it comes to cryptic texts—the most basic and profound "symbols" in mysticism that can evoke extraordinary power or even the primordial power of the universe—he dares not act rashly.

Xia Fa took a few deep breaths, forcing himself not to get so excited, and sat down in the chair.

The chair seemed to still retain the warmth of the doll girl.

But he couldn't help but wonder what kind of mystical connection existed between Chinese characters and cryptic writing...

Moreover, Xia Fa suddenly remembered that, apart from his special abilities, it seemed that the only thing he could do was recognize the secret characters in the secret contracts that looked like Chinese characters, which could be considered a kind of "cheat code" for him.

He had a cheat code right in front of him, but he didn't use it, especially now that he was suspected of being targeted by a demigod who could trigger a second loss of control in the snow demon, and an unknown being who could arbitrarily behead outer gods and destroy civilizations...

A glint of madness flashed in Xia Fa's eyes, and he decided... to take a risk!

He went to the desk under the bay window, took out a sheet of parchment paper, and filled his fountain pen with ink.

Perhaps because he was so short of money, after taking a deep breath, the first thing that came to his mind was the Chinese character for "money".

But immediately, he shook his head and decided to change it to the Chinese characters "金磅" (gold pound).

He wanted to see what would happen if these two Chinese characters were written in a secret script.

The biggest difference between writing secret texts and directly writing the "Putong language" commonly used in the Augu Kingdom is that when writing secret texts, one can and must infuse extraordinary power.

Writing in the language of Putong, however, requires and cannot be imbued with extraordinary power.

Secret messages have many uses. For example, writing secret messages in clear quartz crystal can be used for long-distance communication to transmit important information.

On the other hand, cryptic texts can also be used for divination, but Xia Fa does not yet know the method.

Not to mention, all sorts of rituals and arrays with numerous functions are also based on chains of cryptic texts.

Regaining his composure, Xia Fa gripped the pen's belly tightly with his thumb and forefinger, focusing his mind on the two Chinese characters for "gold pound," channeling his extraordinary inner power into the pen's nib.

He flicked his wrist slightly, causing the ink-dipped pen tip to touch the pale yellow paper.

boom--!!!

Suddenly, an immense sense of fear enveloped him, even more so than when he faced the gaze of that unknown being resembling a heavily armored cavalryman.

Xia Fa abruptly stopped writing, his body immediately drenched in sweat, as if he were about to collapse or lose all strength, and began to breathe rapidly.

The fear was so intense and overwhelming, like an endless darkness descending, with a large, sinewy hand gripping his heart tightly. If he dared to move even slightly, his heart would be crushed!

He had a premonition that if he really intended to write the two Chinese characters "golden pound" with the intention of writing the meaning behind these two characters, and if he wrote these two secret texts on the paper in a way that infused him with extraordinary power... he would immediately lose control, an irreversible loss of control!

It's even possible that both the physical body and the soul could shatter together!

Moreover, and most importantly, this time, neither the burning sensation in his heart meridian nor the strange electric current in his spine came out to save him!

I don't know if it's because I didn't sense it, or for some other reason.

"Forget it, I'd better not do anything reckless..."

Xia Fa was still shaken, muttering to himself, and dared not write again.

He felt that, for a fleeting moment, he had violated some deepest taboo of the world...

Perhaps, I can only try again after I become a demigod and touch upon even a tiny bit of the status of a "god".

Dragging his suddenly exhausted body, Xia Fa slumped onto the sofa, waiting for his suddenly depleted physical and mental strength to recover.

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't gotten a free meal today.