After he was done with his preparations.
Only then did Lin Sheng slowly take out the little thing he had prepared in his bag.
It was a black crow with its beak and feet tied up.
It was a normal crow he bought from the pet market. It cost less than five hundred yuan.
According to the seller, it was wild.
Lin Sheng planned to use it to test if the Feeble Ritual would work.
As an orthodox ritual, the Feeble Ritual could not only be performed once.
As long as one's spirit and soul could withstand it, anyone could perform the Feeble Ritual multiple times.
Therefore, although the ritual would cost about a hundred thousand yuan, Lin Sheng still wanted to give it a try.
As for animals, he did not have any suitable ones at the moment.
Crows were inconspicuous and hard to spot in the dark. Most importantly, they were easy to get.
As flying creatures, if the ritual was successful, crows could be used to scout the surroundings and warn him of the safety of his surroundings.
This way, he could better ensure the secrecy of the ritual here.
"But, I need to find a way to earn money …" Lin Sheng sighed.
A Feeble Ritual would cost a hundred thousand yuan. He only had about three hundred thousand yuan in savings, and now he had spent a hundred thousand yuan.
He quickly put the ingredients aside after mixing them. He squatted down and started to draw the Feeble Ritual Matrix with chalk.
The matrix this time was simpler than the last. Lin Sheng used a ruler to draw and finished in ten minutes.
Then he placed the ingredients into the corresponding empty space.
Next was the Blackpool Flower.
Lin Sheng picked up a Blackpool Flower and placed it in the middle of the matrix.
Then he picked up another flower and placed it on his chest, sticking it into the gap of his clothes.
The other eight flowers were placed around the matrix, forming a circle.
After that, Lin Sheng took out a knife, lit the burner and placed it on top to sterilize it.
After burning the knife. He waited for it to cool down.
Then he pressed the blade on his finger and sliced it.
"Pchht."
A drop of blood immediately emerged from his fingertip and dripped down. It landed on the Blackpool Flower in the middle of the matrix.
At the same time, Lin Sheng began to recite the activation phrase that he had practiced many times.
The activation language was like a tongue twister in a foreign language. It was gibberish and deep. There was also a requirement for a certain speed.
It was different from the last time.
According to the scroll, the Beckoning Ritual was an orthodox ritual. The biggest difference between the traditional and unorthodox rituals was the number of chants.
The activation chant would naturally lead to the infusion of spiritual power, and the activation chant of the orthodox ritual would mostly be repeated within five times.
Only unorthodox activation phrases would be repeated nine times or more.
After repeating the activation chant five times.
There was no movement or change in the formation diagram.
A few clumps of the mixture remained in their original state on the diagram.
The blood dripping from the Black Pool Flower was also slowly coagulating. No unusual phenomenon occurred.
Lin Sheng slowly stopped and quickly bandaged his wound.
He began to examine the crow carefully.
The tied up crow was unable to move, only its eyes darting around.
Lin Sheng reached out and grabbed its wings.
Unexpectedly, the moment he touched its wings, he felt an electric shock coming from his fingers.
He shuddered, feeling as if he had an extra arm. His consciousness easily entered the crow's body in front of him.
It was as if he could control the crow's body at will.
"Is this a success!!?" Lin Sheng quickly untied all the ropes on the crow.
"Fly up and land on my shoulder," he thought and tried to send a thought.
The black crow moved its wings, hopped a few times on the ground, and looked up at Lin Sheng. Then, it leaped into the air and landed lightly on Lin Sheng's left shoulder.
"Caw once." Lin Sheng was overjoyed, and tried again.
Caw!
The piercing caw of the crow exploded from his left shoulder, making him dizzy.
"Caw twice!"
Caw! Caw!
Unpleasant, dry screams rang out continuously.
This time, Lin Sheng was sure that he could really control the crow.
He looked down at the various materials on the matrix diagram.
These materials looked normal, as if they could still be used.
After thinking for a bit, he decisively put the mixture back into the small bowl. After tidying up a bit, he left the warehouse with the crow.
At night, frogs croaked and crickets chirped in the fields outside.
Lin Sheng pointed at the night sky.
"Go, look around, caw when someone approaches."
When the crow heard this, it flew out and disappeared into the dark night sky in the blink of an eye.
This time, Lin Sheng was 100% sure that he succeeded.
But he was disappointed, after the crow left him, he couldn't continue to sense it.
He also couldn't share vision with birds like in many novels. All he could do was let the crow understand his commands.
"The practicality of this ritual is still too low …"
Lin Sheng frowned.
Compared to the Sacrifice Ritual, the Feeble Ritual was much less effective, and the consumption was much higher.
"No wonder so many people like to perform Evil Rituals, the difference is too big."
After standing by the field and training the crow a few times, Lin Sheng gave it an order to forage near the abandoned factory and wait for him to return.
After that, he took his things and went to the main road to hail a taxi, and soon returned home.
In the dream last night, he was accidentally thrown to that strange island. There was a huge castle on the island.
This made Lin Sheng quite excited.
It seemed that he couldn't go back to Blackfeather City. Maybe he could get something else from this strange castle.
Unfortunately, because he had died the day before, he had not been able to enter the dream. Instead, he had slept peacefully.
In the next few days, Lin Sheng trained the crow to improve their teamwork and tacit understanding. At the same time, he practiced swordsmanship.
Life seemed to have returned to the way it was before.
At this time, bad news came from the National Amateur Swordsmanship Tournament. The provincial and national tournaments were canceled. The prize money was given out separately.
Through Russell, Lin Sheng received only two thousand dollars as prize money for the tournament.
It was a far cry from the original prize money.
"Wait a minute! It's been held so many times before, and it's always been smooth sailing. Why did it get into trouble this time? "
In the club, Russell scratched his head in confusion.
"I was wondering why there was no news about the provincial tournament, and now it's canceled."
"Maybe it has something to do with the big picture," Xia Yin said as she sipped her coffee.
"Big picture? You mean the explosion at Fort Whitehawk? "Russell quickly realized.
Sarroux and Lin Sheng sat on the side and played the military flag.
Celine's military chess was more like a combination of Chinese chess and Go, and it was extremely time-consuming.
What Lin Sheng didn't expect was that Sarroux, who seemed to be hot-tempered on the surface, was actually quite steady in chess.
"Master Lin, don't you think it's a pity?" Russell turned to look at Lin Sheng. "That's fifty thousand!"
"Pity, of course it's a pity." Lin Sheng smiled. "But the tournament was set by them, and we can't do anything about it. By the way, did you get the bulletproof vest I wanted? "
Russell raised an eyebrow.
"I got it a long time ago. Every core member has one. I'm sponsoring it for free. "
"Don't, the club isn't profitable yet. We have to think about how to make a profit, "Lin Sheng said calmly.
Xia Yin thought for a moment, then said, "We cooperated with the port defense team to patrol at night, and the results were good. We caught many thieves and robbers. That's why the port police want to sign a long-term contract with us. What do you think? "
"It'll be five hundred for each person. Three patrols a week, that'll be one thousand and five hundred per person. After taxes, it'll be close to six thousand a month. That's a good income. "Lin Sheng nodded.
"That much?" Sarroux, who was playing chess, was slightly stunned.
"Yes, it's a little dangerous, after all. It's normal for the pay to be higher, "Russell explained.
Sarroux thought for a moment.
"I have a junior. He's not doing very well, but he's not any weaker than me. Can I rope him in to be a patrol member of the club?"
"Junior?" Lin Sheng's eyes narrowed. "You can ask him to come and take a look. If his strength is really similar to yours, it won't be a problem for him to join. "
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