Though Fang Senyan was perfectly familiar with the Three Elven Precepts, it felt inappropriate to directly tell the misty-voiced maiden that he knew their history inside and out. Instead, he offered a slight smile, playing the mystic: "The gods are omnipotent."

Mist Song had witnessed the terrifyingly potent domain—Absolute Protection—emanating from Fang Senyan. That sheer, overwhelming power transcended her comprehension! Because it was so alien, it inspired awe all the more. She glanced at Fang Senyan, her eyes tearful and timid, and whispered, "I'm truly sorry, my Guardian. Will you... be unhappy?"

Fang Senyan was conflicted. Here was such a pure, lovely maiden, gentle, thoughtful, and obedient—eager for any position, any act, and possessing a natural fragrance that made even the legendary Fragrant Consorts pale in comparison. Parting with her was truly difficult, yet unavoidable. Fang Senyan pulled Mist Song into a French deep kiss, then looked into her eyes and said earnestly, "If we must part... can you promise me one thing?"

Mist Song nodded seriously: "Mm!"

Fang Senyan continued, "I don't know your elven customs, but now that you are this intimate with me, you cannot take any other male elf as a partner. Nor can you be intimate with any other elf."

"Oh." The misty-voiced maiden nodded very seriously, obediently, and with surprising force. "I promise, then I'll go... I want you to hold me one more time."

"Mm, it seems we still have some time. After holding you, there's still time for a little more... instruction."

"Why are you tearing my vine skirt again! I just re-wove it,"

"Be good, be obedient. Open your mouth."

"For what?"

"Mm..."

"..."

...

An hour and a half later, within the Nightmare Space, in a private room.

Jin Kuang was laboriously stirring a large pot of black, viscous substance with a massive ladle. A powerfully foul stench occasionally wafted from it, within which could vaguely be seen used takeout containers and disposable chopsticks.

Suddenly, a tiny black spot materialized in the center of the room, utterly profound, as if piercing the mysteries of space and time.

It rapidly elongated downward, stretching into a long, straight black line, which then expanded sideways. Amidst a low hum, a human-height black portal took shape.

Soon, Fang Senyan strode out of it, though for some reason, his steps felt slightly unsteady. The moment he appeared, he clamped his hands over his nose, sneezing twice in quick succession.

Nearly stumbling from the stench, he roared, alternating between shock and fury, "Jin Kuang, what in the hell are you doing now?" Jin Kuang grinned mischievously, "I'm engaged in a venture with infinite return! I'm refining Grade 5S pure natural seasoning from the nutrient-rich, fatty protein sludge found in the city's sewage pipes—rich in oleic acid, linoleic acid, Vitamin E, and cholesterol-free! The finest condiment for caring for your cardiovascular health!"

"Damn it, just say you're cooking up gutter oil, enough with the flowery language." Fang Senyan covered his nose, refusing to engage; he couldn't afford to provoke this ancestor. He started heading out. If necessary, he could just go live with Jiao Shi.

Jin Kuang suddenly leaped in front of Fang Senyan, scrutinizing him from head to toe, then sneered wickedly, "Master, you look pale, your steps are unsteady, your eye bags are huge, you're listless and fatigued, lacking spirit, feeling heavy, your limbs are cold, sensitive to wind and chill, and you're bloated... Clearly, you've indulged too much in carnal pleasures!"

Fang Senyan's face instantly darkened, and he bolted for the door. Jin Kuang hopped up, pulled out a medicated plaster, and waved it, shouting, "Master, you should try my plaster! Only three thousand points, one application guarantees immediate effect: strengthening the core, nourishing vitality, clearing meridians, a three-second miracle cure guaranteed to make you the ultimate bedside powerhouse! Hey, why are you so rude and ill-mannered, at least wait until I finish speaking before leaving!"

...

Upon his return, Fang Senyan immediately contacted Jiao Shi and urgently sought the answer to the question most pressing on his mind: "Did you bring out the Hichimga Egg!?"

Yes! This was the other major reason Fang Senyan insisted Jiao Shi escape first. The rules of the space in the previous world were peculiar: any universal points, potential points, equipment, or items acquired during a team mission could not be brought back into the Nightmare Space upon return (including crafted potions or forged equipment). Everything else was unrestricted.

Considering the effect of the Hichimga Egg, it was undoubtedly an extremely precious item, falling into the category of non-transferable goods. However, Fang Senyan hadn't forgotten that he obtained the Hichimga Egg without any notification, and without the Dawn Elf Mist Song's intervention, the item couldn't be fully and effectively absorbed. Therefore, Fang Senyan was prepared to gamble, betting on whether this item could be brought out. To put it more plainly, he needed to see if it qualified as an Unknown Marvel.

Jiao Shi faced Fang Senyan's urgent inquiry with a wry smile. "You could say yes, and you could also say no."

Fang Senyan frowned. "What kind of answer is that?"

Jiao Shi sighed helplessly. "Get to the upper level of the space first; this is quite complex. It's easier to discuss in person."

Fang Senyan hurried over, not forgetting to check the appraisal status of the "Hydralisk Acid Sac" along the way. Regrettably, it still displayed the status: "Appraising, please wait." Arriving at the familiar upper level of the space, Fang Senyan found an unprecedented level of activity; at least twenty or thirty people were queuing up. Jiao Shi was nearby, conversing with someone, seemingly gesturing emphatically, looking as though they were arguing intensely.

Seeing Fang Senyan arrive, Jiao Shi beckoned him over, then pointed to the other person. "This is Aldaris—a scoundrel from Northern Europe—who constantly likes to give me money."

Aldaris snorted, crossing his arms over his chest. "Jiao Shi, you imbecile, you certainly have an artistic way with words. What do you mean 'give me money to use'? You merely had the advantage in equipment, so I lost a few sparring matches to you... You must be Sailor, right? Jiao Shi was just mentioning you, the distinguished pharmacist."

Fang Senyan smiled lightly. "Distinguished is too high a compliment. I merely focus all my energy on this aspect."

At that moment, the people in line began calling Aldaris over—it was unclear for what purpose. Aldaris waved goodbye and left with his head held high. Jiao Shi watched his retreating figure and stated seriously, "Don't underestimate him. He is extremely tricky in actual combat; he's one of the few with dual talents. His top three attributes are Strength, Intelligence, and Spirit. He can engage enemies in close combat without falling behind, and he can also strike enemies with ranged abilities."

Fang Senyan found this odd. "That sounds like someone cultivating both martial and magical arts? How does he ensure survival in close combat?"

Jiao Shi replied seriously, "Strictly speaking, it's a bit like what you said. And in close combat, his life-saving measures are diverse: his Mana Shield skill can absorb significant damage, and his high Spirit stat greatly reduces the hit rate of enemy skills—and these are just the standard protections for most Intelligence/Spirit contractors."

"But Aldaris's greatest specialty is that he also possesses Talent Tree abilities. When we dueled last time, I suffered terribly from a Talent Tree skill called Bloodline Power. He can enchant his weapon with the Vampire Touch effect, stealing the enemy's life force proportional to the damage dealt! Since his Spirit and Intelligence are quite high, the stolen percentage can sometimes reach about 50% of the damage dealt!"

"That certainly sounds tricky!" Fang Senyan felt a genuine headache just hearing the words 'steal life.' This type of opponent is the classic example of someone who gets stronger the longer the fight goes on. Fortunately, it seemed he wouldn't need to figure out how to fight Aldaris for the time being. Fang Senyan shook his head and steered the conversation back on track: "What about the Hichimga Egg situation?"

Jiao Shi gave a bitter smile. "That coconut-like egg couldn't be brought out. The Space gave it a dual classification: Living Entity and Extremely Rare Item. Because its definition was so clear—an already hatched Hichimga Egg—it didn't qualify as an Unknown Marvel."

"However, the orange egg that was scorched by the Flame Demon was brought out. The Space's reasoning was that the Hichimga is a very rare creature, and that Flame Demon was likely the last one on the Middle Earth Continent. The meeting of the two was already a low-probability event, and the Hichimga Egg being soul-scorched by the Flame Demon's fire was a low-probability event within a low-probability event. The product of such an infinitesimal possibility was something the Space's calculations momentarily overlooked, thus it was defaulted to an Unknown Marvel and allowed to be carried out."

Fang Senyan nodded. "So, five eggs were brought out?"

Jiao Shi nodded, then traded the five Hichimga Eggs over. Fang Senyan kept three for himself and gave two to Jiao Shi. Since Merit Points now had known uses involving military rank and serving as high-grade potential points to enhance advanced abilities, they were urgently needed by everyone. Jiao Shi, as a crucial core element of team planning, certainly deserved such consideration and investment.