"Ahhhhh!!!"
Lin Sheng fell from the sky, and with a great momentum, he slammed into the sea of dark green trees.
"Splat!!"
Countless tree branches pierced and tore his body apart in an instant.
Under the huge impact, Lin Sheng's body, which he thought was tough, was like a fragile persimmon as it burst into pieces.
Flesh and blood rained down, along with the crushed branches, onto the grass in the sea of trees.
The lush green lawn was instantly stained with red spots by the dark red blood.
The last thing Lin Sheng saw was the huge roots, several meters thick, coiled in the forest.
…
…
"Another new way of dying has opened up."
Lin Sheng opened his eyes calmly, got up from the bed, and leaned against the headboard.
He looked at the alarm clock, and the hour hand was at the five position.
"What was that transparent root? What was that monster that knocked on the door? Why did it attack me? And the red light on my body … "
Lin Sheng's mind was a mess.
He quickly got up and wrote down these three questions in his notebook.
"After the change in Blackfeather City, I couldn't return. What about this time? I was brought to the island by the roots … "
Lin Sheng was curious about the castle on the island.
But he had to write down the Beckoning Ritual he had just obtained. He sat in front of the desk and tried to remember all the ritual's contents in his notebook.
This time, he used a mix of Chinese and Pinyin.
This way, if someone wanted to decipher the Chinese content, the difficulty would increase exponentially.
What surprised him was that he had written down 99% of the Beckoning Ritual's contents and diagrams.
Only some of the material diagrams, but the details were not clear. As for the rest, he believed it was exactly the same as what was written on the scroll.
He carefully confirmed the Beckoning Ritual's contents again.
Lin Sheng felt like he had a picture in his mind, and he could clearly recall most of the details on the scroll.
"Although I died this time, I still gained a lot. I'll try to collect the materials today! "
Lin Sheng's heart was filled with anticipation.
"The first thing we need to confirm is whether or not the Blackbloom Flower exists."
He quickly got out of bed and changed into his casual clothes. Today happened to be Saturday.
He had plenty of free time to spend.
After washing up, Zhang Xuan carried his sword case on his back and greeted his parents, who had just woken up.
Lin Sheng was about to go out when he was stopped by Lin Zhounian, who was yawning as he walked out of the bedroom.
"Wait a minute, even if I have an appointment with a friend, there's no need to run away without eating breakfast, right?"
Lin Zhounian fished out a big red apple from a red pocket in the corner of the sofa and tossed it to Lin Sheng.
"Your Sister Yue Yue just brought them here yesterday. I'll eat one on the way."
Lin Sheng caught it, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit down hard.
"By the way, Dad, do you know about the Blackbloom Flower?" Lin Sheng asked casually.
"What flower? Is it the one where the edges of the leaves are jagged, the flower is hexagonal, and the color is as black as charcoal? "
Lin Zhounian took an apple for himself. He was too lazy to wash it, so he took a bite.
"That's it!" Lin Sheng perked up. He didn't expect his dad to know about it just by asking casually.
"We call it the Black Charcoal Flower. It's found in cold and humid places in the mountains. Why are you asking? We used to feed it to the pigs. "
Lin Zhounian was surprised.
"It's nothing, just asking. Where can I get it now?" Lin Sheng asked.
"South Creek Mountain. When we went hiking last year, we saw some scattered Blackbloom Flowers by the stone steps. "Lin Zhounian recalled and answered.
"Got it. I'll be leaving first. "Lin Sheng was relieved. He closed the door and rushed downstairs while munching on the apple.
Since the Blackbloom Flower existed in real life, then the Beckoning Ritual was also possible in real life.
He needed to go around and collect the materials as soon as possible.
"Ten Blackbloom Flowers, one standard unit of gold, nine standard units of silver powder, and ten standard units of red crystal powder. One standard unit of the host's blood. "
The first thing he collected was the silver powder.
He got the pure silver powder from the shop he went to last time.
Gold was expensive. One standard unit of gold. Lin Sheng bought gold nuggets, which were usually used by banks to preserve their value.
The price of gold in Huaisha had risen sharply recently. It was about four hundred a gram. One standard unit, Lin Sheng estimated was about eighty grams.
That meant he spent thirty-two thousand on gold alone …
Then there was the red crystal powder.
Lin Sheng asked the shop owner and decided to buy natural. Unlike what he expected, natural red crystal was eighty a gram. He needed ten standard units, which was eight hundred grams.
Then, for the crystal powder, Lin Sheng spent more than sixty thousand …
As for the few thousand for the silver powder, it was just a drizzle …
To gather the materials, Lin Sheng ran around for the whole day.
It was only in the evening that he managed to gather all the materials.
The Blackbloom Flowers were finally bought from the herb market. Aside from that, he needed to bleed.
So, Lin Sheng bought an alcohol burner, a fruit knife, and a medical kit to stop the bleeding.
All the materials were placed in his bag. After dinner, Lin Sheng checked through the materials in his bag.
After making sure everything was in order, he began to choose the creature he wanted to control.
The Ritual of Weakness could only control creatures whose souls were weaker than the host's.
At the same time, it could not control humanoid creatures. It could not control creatures that were too different in size.
Lin Sheng learned from the fragmented memories that the Ritual of Weakness was one of the by-products of Sir Kaarman's mystical research. It was to improve the rapport between the human and the mount.
Moreover, due to its high cost, the ritual itself could not be widely used.
Moreover, the other systems also had similar methods that could improve the rapport between the player and the mount. It did not cost much.
This made the Ritual of Weakness one of the less cost-effective occult rituals in Blackfeather City.
But Lin Sheng had no other choice. He would be thankful if it worked.
He took his bag and drove to the abandoned factory where the ritual took place.
The abandoned factory was just as deserted as before.
It was surrounded by abandoned farmland, and behind it was a small hill near Huaisha City called Ironpeak Hill.
He entered the warehouse where the ritual took place.
Lin Sheng saw at a glance that there was still a clean area on the ground where the ritual took place.
It was the spot that he had cleared to spread out the plastic sheet.
He looked around and quickly put down his bag. He turned on a flashlight and placed it in the corner to illuminate the area.
The horizontal beam of the flashlight hit the wall of the warehouse and reflected a pale gray light. It made the atmosphere in the warehouse a little creepy.
Lin Sheng skillfully spread out the plastic sheet and quickly mixed the powder of the various materials needed for the ritual into a small basin.
Compared to the previous ritual, he was much more at ease this time.
After all, the Ritual of Weakness was an orthodox ritual, not an evil sacrificial ritual like the last one.
From the fragmented memories, aside from the high cost, there was almost no danger.
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