Superpowered Love Academy

"this."

Zuo Le glanced at the counter label.

【Discoloration Crystal】: Mostly used for energy storage, 2000 pieces per 100 grams.

Then he infused a wisp of void power into the probe:

[Discoloration Crystal - Utility Crystal: Stores spiritual power and energy for a short period.]

[Description: Mostly crystals formed from the contaminated energy after dark star explosions. After the energy is extracted, they are mostly brown or gray.]

It is generally used for temporary storage of excess energy or as short-range lighting energy storage, but the storage effect has a pollution-neutralizing effect, is unsustainable, and has synthetic value.

This thing doesn't look like a material with any armor-piercing effect at all. Zuo Le looked at Tu Mi with a strange expression:

Are you serious?

Tu Mi didn't bother to explain, and directly picked up the crystal in Zuo Le's hand, injecting a wisp of black mist-like energy into it.

Zuo Le was stunned. Could this be considered her clumsy imitation of the power of the void?

However, it seems to make a lot of sense.

"Look at the crystals, not me."

Tu Mi reminded him, and Zuo Le immediately shifted his attention back to the colorless crystal.

The wisp of black mist quickly merged into the crystal after entering it, causing some corrosion to the energy, but the main spiritual energy returned to a gray and blue state.

It gradually blended into the colorless crystal and disappeared.

Zuo Le, still deep in thought after witnessing this, was nudged by Tu Mi, who uttered a single word:

"study."

Zuo Le pondered for a while before gradually understanding what Tu Mi wanted to express.

Chaotic, discolored crystals possess pollution-neutralizing properties, neutralizing the original attributes of energy and returning it to ordinary spiritual power, or even a polluted state, thereby damaging spiritual energy defenses.

That line of thinking does seem to have some merit.

But the problem is...

Dagger + Stardust + Discoloration Crystal = ?

The sum of the first two already exceeds ten thousand, and with this additional material, the cost jumps to fifteen thousand.

If the synthesis fails, the losses could wipe out his cash reserves.

"Will this approach really work?"

But what was Tu Mi's answer?

She simply put her hands in her pockets, glanced at Zuo Le with her head slightly raised, and then said:

"Ah!"

Zuo Le eventually bought a 200-gram supply of discoloring crystals, then replenished his ammunition and purchased two bottles of healing potions, spending a total of just over 1 yuan.

I plan to keep the remaining 1 yuan as a backup in case the synthesis fails.

As an assassin, Zuo Le's threat level drops significantly once he lacks a powerful weapon.

Therefore, you definitely need a weapon of sufficient quality as a backup.

Once outside, the two walked towards their dormitory in the rain, their pace much faster than before.

When we got back to the dorm...

Tu Mi stood directly at the toilet door, took off her windbreaker, and glanced at Zuo Le.

A girl's back view (mosaic).

"I'm going to take a shower. Should I give you enough time to craft it? Be careful, crafting items consumes a lot of resources, much more than food."

Zuo Le was still staring blankly at Tu Mi's bare back, momentarily stunned and somewhat bewildered:

"what?"

Tu Mi glanced at her back, her voice tinged with pity:

"If you really can't stand it, then hit me. I'll pretend I don't know anything."

Zuo Le: ? ? ?

Just as he realized that Tu Mi knew about the false creator, the white-haired girl approached the toilet, and the sound of running water from the shower began.

Chapter 58 Twins

Zuo Le took out the discolored crystal and glanced at it, then took out the Tu Mi hand grip strengthener from his pocket, lost in thought:

"Crafting items will consume even more resources..."

Zuo Le didn't make any further moves and simply placed the three items—the Netherworld Dagger, the Stardust Fragment, and the Colorless Crystal—on the table.

Then adjust the position of the dagger, placing it in the center of the table, with Stardust on the left and Discoloration on the right.

Full of ritual.

Finally, he opened his hands, his ten fingers touching, and enveloped it.

Having gained experience from previous synthesis attempts, Zuo Le was no longer unfamiliar with the process; however, the cost of creating this fake artifact was simply too high.

He still had concerns about things going wrong.

Taking a deep breath to adjust his mindset, Zuo Le entered the state of mind the instant the Void Demon Flame surged forth from his body.

Unlike previous attempts at synthesizing food, this time the Void Flame resembled tentacles.

Gradually, it infiltrated the Netherworld, and then branched out to connect two other items.

This process was exceptionally long for Zuo Le...

His spiritual energy was rapidly drained, quickly reaching a point of depletion, followed by a severe feeling of dizziness.

Zuo Le knew that this was a side effect caused by the depletion of spiritual energy.

He experienced a similar situation every time he reached his limit using Void Walk, but this time the depletion of his spiritual energy was clearly different.

After draining Zuo Le's spiritual power, it showed no signs of stopping.

Still smoking...

It feels like I'm slapping my own brain!

Sensing something was wrong, Zuo Le immediately became alert. He began to practice demonic breathing, simultaneously absorbing void energy and dark star particles to replenish the energy consumed in this synthesis.

The turbulent flow of energy didn't cleanse the body; instead, it all converged into Zuo Le's hands.

It flowed through the gaps between his fingers into the demonic flames that enveloped the three items before him.

This overclocking supply continued for a long time, after Zuo Le performed two consecutive Magic Flow Breathing cycles.

The demonic flames, devoid of any heat, finally melted Yougui!

The weapon that had caused Zuo Le so much bloodshed had transformed into a black, molten iron-like substance.

However, the False Creator continued to drain Zuo Le's energy, forcing Zuo Le to maintain his Demonic Breathing state and leaving him no time to observe or adjust.

But the reconstruction of matter has already begun.

The molten black iron began to reshape itself, gradually extending into the form of a weapon, moving closer to what Zuo Le had imagined.

But it abandoned all patterns and curves.

The light gradually dimmed, and the discolored crystals and stardust merged into the blade, becoming part of it.

During Zuo Le's fourth Demon Breathing.

The demonic flames were returned to the blade.

A dark, unadorned short sword appeared before Zuo Le.

The fluctuations in the void gradually dissipated, and the demonic flames on Zuo Le's body also subsided.

"Cough...uh..."

Zuo Le braced himself against the table with one hand, enduring the intense dizziness that kept hitting his brain. The distorted patterns in his vision were almost as absurd as eating undercooked mushrooms.

He tried to touch the short sword with his hand, but he couldn't reach it after two attempts.

It's similar to the symptoms of mushroom poisoning.

Then, Zuo Le slammed heavily onto the table, slid to the ground, and lost consciousness.

His attention was completely focused on the false creator, so he didn't realize that the shower in the toilet had already stopped.

The rose of Sharon has yet to bloom.

Once the energy fluctuations subsided, the naked, white-haired girl emerged from the restroom.

Stepping through the water, I came to stand before Zuo Le.

She stuck out her toe and poked Zuo Le's head, smiled mockingly, and then reached out to lift him up.

This wasn't the first time Tu Mi had brought Zuo Le back.

After placing her on the bed, Tu Mi made no attempt to put on clothes. Instead, she turned to her side and lay down next to Zuo Le, propping her face up with her hand.

"Like a dead dog."

She reached into Zuo Le's arms and pinched his nipples rather cruelly as revenge for Zuo Le taking advantage of her all along, before she began to grope him.

She quickly stole Zuo Le's wallet.

As everyone knows, Tu Mi is always skilled at stealing money, but today she didn't take out the money directly. Instead, she picked up the wallet and smelled it.

"There are so many peach blossoms!"

Tu Mi opened her wallet and immediately took out two thousand. After thinking for a moment, she took out another thousand.

After stealing the money, she didn't put the wallet back. Instead, she casually tossed it on the bed, rolled over, straddled Zuo Le's chest, and slowly leaned down to quietly look at him.

Favorability【-2】......

The change in favorability did not alter Tu Mi's actions.

But she suddenly looked up and gazed at the doorway.

Squeak!

The door was opened, and Tuqi, dressed in a traditional robe, slowly walked in. In an instant, the cramped dormitory became warm and bright.

"Did I disturb your tender moment?"

Tu Qi stood with her hands behind her back, but did not approach rashly. She simply closed the door silently.

Tu Mi raised her head slightly, rolled off Zuo Le, and walked naked toward Tu Qi.

When the two were only one meter apart, Tu Mi suddenly threw a punch at her sister.

Her wrist was easily caught, and then her neck was grabbed by Tuqi's other hand and lifted up with one hand.

"Uh……"

Looking at her younger sister struggling in her arms, Tuqi's gentle expression remained almost unchanged.

After a few seconds, she put the person down.

"No one but me will tolerate your naughtiness. Go put your clothes on."

"whispering sound."

Although Tu Mi was unconvinced, she did not refute it, as she had originally planned to put on her clothes anyway.

Seeing that she actually went to take Zuo Le's clothes, Tu Qi narrowed her eyes:

"Wear your own clothes."

“It’s damp,” Tu Mi retorted.

With a gentle wave of her hand, Tuqi caused the intense sacred fire to appear and then disappear, instantly evaporating the water stains on Tumi's disciplinary robe.

"Okay."

Tu Mi pouted and obediently put on her own clothes.