Unknown Intrusion

Chapter 13 Bloodline

"...In the name of saints, the crown, Blackshire, and the Sailing Guild, hear my prayer!"

“I will act according to your laws, pay my taxes, and ask for forgiveness for my transgressions, purification from my sins, and protection for my home.”

Su Yu returned home, prayed, and ate. His mother picked up the shoes Su Yu had taken off, looked them over, and, finding them a bit dirty, cleaned them.

Su Yu was slightly taken aback, knowing that this might be the last weakness.

"Mom, I'm going to Mr. Cheng's house tomorrow, so I might be a little late!"

"understood"

However, everything was fine after washing it. Su Yu picked up his schoolbag and went straight back to his room.

Once in the room, I drew back the curtains and felt a cool breeze blowing in, carrying the scent of the sea.

The crowds had thinned out considerably. As the sun began to set and night was about to fall, the streetlights were gradually coming on.

When disaster strikes

There has been a legend since ancient times that disasters would occur after nightfall, so people try not to walk at night.

Of course, the invention of streetlights was a great innovation.

But streetlights always have areas where they fall short.

Su Yu watched as the sunlight disappeared into the distance, and a thin, dark shadow covered the earth. Strange and unusual outlines were scattered in the shadows. The evening breeze blew, and the leaves rustled, creating an even more desolate and eerie atmosphere.

With a "snap," a gold coin appeared in Su Yu's hand.

"what?"

The gold coin in front of me is brand new, with an image of a sea dragon on one side and the kingdom's coat of arms and the king's portrait on the other.

Su Yu was a little surprised. After thinking for a moment, the gold and silver coin missiles flew through the air and landed on the desk.

"They're all new currencies."

"It looks newly minted, even the year is new. Could it be that the currency that was swallowed by the courtyard was taken out again and became new currency?"

"Very gamified, the game currency never gets old."

"But that's good, now no one can find my problems in the currency."

As night fell, Su Yu, not wanting to challenge the darkness, slammed the curtains shut. Strangely enough, once they were closed, the entire bedroom seemed to be isolated from the outside world, and he could no longer feel the terrifying emptiness and loneliness.

Lighting a candle, in the dim light, Su Yu began to peruse the account books. Some were straightforward, while others used coded language, but without a doubt, they greatly expanded Su Yu's understanding of this era.

"The Thieves' Guild?"

"Also, is it possible to earn income through the slaughterhouse union?"

"Are they also connected to the Secretaries' Guild?"

Su Yu vaguely recalled that the original job of the Secretaries Guild was to be a secretary, producing manuscripts, legal documents, pamphlets, scripts, and recording family genealogies, etc. However, after the advent of printing, its power and influence declined considerably, but it still preserved a lot of ancient materials.

"what?"

"Does it record the family genealogy?"

Su Yu seemed to be deep in thought, and he jotted down this inspiration. Just then, a faint scream rang out. This scream seemed to cause some changes. The curtains fluttered without any wind, revealing a sliver of cold, damp darkness. The sound of raindrops hitting the ground also became much clearer.

Su Yu made no move, and waited for the sudden chill to gradually disappear before calling out, "System!"

As I murmured to myself, a faint golden hourglass floated before my eyes.

The hourglass was only the size of a palm, its light dim yet transparent.

Upon closer inspection, there were some fine gray dust particles below, which were then lightly covered, along with a piece of gray crystal.

"10 Ashes, plus one Gray Crystal, which looks smaller than the Fiend!"

"Wu Lang is completely dead!"

Su Yu took a deep breath, her feelings a mix of emotions. After a long while, she composed herself and pondered.

【Night Watch Gymnastics (62%)】

Basic Meditation (55%)

"But Qiaoqiao reminded us today that the placement exam is tomorrow, which is equally important, or rather, the most important."

"If the stream doesn't open up, it will be difficult to become a mystic again." "Choose to study."

With a thought, I lightly tapped on [Yingguo System Education LV2], and a new light frame immediately appeared.

A tiny, miniature gray figure, holding a book in its hand, the cover of which vaguely resembles a familiar design.

"start."

"Will gray crystals be charged?"

"Please note that your current job level is too low, and the maximum daily support limit is three hours."

Job level?

Three hours?

"Three hours, I don't know if that's enough. I'll have three more hours tomorrow. The exam is tomorrow afternoon, I hope I can make it in time."

After all, I've studied it before, so this is just a review at most.

I selected "Yes".

In the picture, a gray little figure holds a book, turning the pages one by one, reading intently.

Meanwhile, in the golden hourglass image, the gray crystals slowly decrease at the bottom.

It seemed like it didn't cost much, which relieved Su Yu.

But the gray dust and the few remaining gray crystals made him feel a sense of urgency. After a moment of silence, he finished reading, kept his own notes, and then brought the original ledger to the candle.

The flames flickered, and page after page turned to ashes.

"It will happen, everything will be alright!"

Rewind a little, and on the hills near the lush forest stands a manor.

The brick walls, surrounded by an outer wall, were both covered in vines, making the building's outline very indistinct.

The evening sky is about to be shrouded in night.

The lingering dark red glow of the setting sun, reflected in the stained glass, quietly spilled into this spacious and luxurious room.

A large bathtub with a silvery sheen is displayed in the center of the room.

The pool was half full, and in it was a young man who looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with delicate and youthful features.

His eyes were half-closed, and large drops of sweat rolled down his forehead, as if he were enduring pain.

The collarbone, half-exposed above the water, had an abnormal skin color, resembling a prawn that had been roasted to a crisp, a dark red with hints of black.

The pool water gradually turned blackish-red.

“It’s done,” he said in a hoarse voice.

Wow...

After getting up from his crawling position, he trudged out, took out a white cream from the table beside him, and slowly and evenly applied it to his skin.

After doing all this, he walked to the half-person-high bonsai tree placed in the corner—a crystal tree that was entirely blood red and resembled coral.

"It only grew an inch." Muttering with some dissatisfaction, the young man carefully took out the needle, skillfully pricked his fingertip, and let a few drops of blood drip out.

Blood droplets rolled down and splashed onto the tree's surface, where they were slowly absorbed.

The flowers, however, did not change much.

After a moment of silence, the young man carefully plucked a petal, gently crushed it with his fingers, and the bright red petal released a pure white sap.

A rich, fresh fragrance filled the air.

He applied the fragments and leaves directly to the wound, and the wound visibly began to wriggle, growing fresh skin tissue.

A satisfied smile appeared on the young man's face.

Feeling his wounds healing and the pain subsiding, he continued in a hoarse voice, "It's almost over. The bloodline defect has been partially repaired."

"I can feel my body becoming more and more energetic, so the method is correct."

(End of this chapter)