LRAB Chapter 36 Who writes a diary if they're a decent person?
Chapter 36 Who writes a diary if they're a decent person?
The year 5678 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the 11rd of the month of Baptism.
The Secret Academy is full of idiots!
No, not an idiot, but a stupid dwarf, a goblin brat, an uncivilized barbarian, a timid coward, and a two-headed ogre's snot!
Just because I bought some bodies of adventurers who died violently from the Grey Legion for experimental purposes, they actually want to report me to the ethics committee and impeach me?!
Damn it, where were they when those guys from the School of the Dead were digging up graves? Where were they when the Interdimensional Exploration Department was letting the monsters from the Rift Ruins bite people everywhere?
It's the other way around!
As long as I remain the dean of the Life Sciences Branch, they shouldn't even think about interfering with my research!
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In the year 5678 of the Divine Silence Calendar, on the 22nd day of the Bitter Day Month.
I never expected that they would actually vote me out through the Seven Sages Conference.
I am probably the first of the Seven Sages to be successfully impeached since the establishment of the Secret Academy.
Sigh, I'm such a nuisance.
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In the year 5678 of the Divine Silence Calendar, on the 33nd day of the Bitter Day Month.
Today, the newly appointed Seven Sages girl from the Rift Ruins Branch told me that the guys on the Ethics Committee don't care at all whether my research actually touches on any taboos.
It's just that the new recruits in the Life Sciences Division want to change their division head, nothing more.
I know the new branch dean; he's from the Emerald Council, and I heard he's the brother of the current "Great Guardian of the World Tree."
They probably think that a Mythic-ranked person is better suited to lead the division than a Legendary-ranked person like me.
Besides, compared to my background as a wild mage, I can also use the new headmaster's connections to get closer to the elves, so why not?
Tsk, what a boring political drama.
When did the Secret Codex Academy become like this?!
Perhaps, being out of touch with the times, I should really leave.
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The year 5682 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the month of Ash Bones, the 44th.
Today marks exactly three years since I left the Secret Academy.
I was lucky, after successively moving between [Boundless Harbor] and [Sky Empire].
Finally, in the deserted borderlands of the Holy Kingdom, they discovered a Nest-type Rift, whose environment was not much different from the main world.
The original Lord of the Rift was a mutated vampire count who had fallen into a blood frenzy.
The poor fellow was still reveling in the glory of some unknown era. I ended his suffering.
Fortunately, this is within the territory of the Holy Kingdom. If this were in the Sky Empire, I might have been criticized by the existing bloodline nobles for my actions.
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The year 5683 of the Shenji calendar, the month of Genghuo, the 49th.
It seems that my Shaping Arcane Arts, which I haven't used for a long time, are still quite familiar.
After mastering the [Rifle Core] of this Rift, I transformed the "castle" left behind by the previous Rift Lord into the layered "underground palace" structure I needed in just two months.
I eliminated all the existing Rift Demons that were of too high a rank to prevent them from going berserk and interfering with my research during the Demon Tide.
I herded all the lower-ranking ones into the cave next to the entrance of the Rift Ruins.
Although this rift is in a remote location, there's always a chance that some bored adventurer teams might pass by. If that happens, I'll let them play with the low-level monsters at the entrance of the rift. If there's any fighting, that'll be enough for me to react.
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In the year 5683 of the Divine Silence Calendar, on the 7th day of the Hengren Month.
As is well known, chaotic monsters can never live without an environment filled with chaotic energy.
If the concentration of chaotic energy is too low, they will inevitably become weak, exhausted, or even die.
However, the chaotic aberrations created by the [Flesh-Burning Rotting Nest] and the evil creatures corrupted by the [Blasphemy and False Faith] can survive normally in an environment devoid of any chaotic aura.
The techniques of madmen who worship chaos and distortion are difficult to reference. The cultic magic that praises false gods is even less likely to be adopted.
However, they were right about one thing—to use order as a vehicle to carry on chaos.
Most chaotic monsters are born with extraordinary organs.
We humans, elves, dwarves... are pure and orderly races, yet we need to learn and cultivate ourselves to master extraordinary power.
So, is it possible to artificially and controllably implant supernatural demon organs into the body to popularize supernatural powers?
Just like werewolves, blood descendants, dragon descendants... these nobles of the [Sky Empire] who possess chaotic bloodlines can grow stronger as their spiritual and physical bodies develop.
"Stitched corpse" - this is the initial concept I proposed a few years ago at the Mystic Academy.
Unlike typical necromancy, which simply resurrects or reassembles the dead.
If my idea can be perfected, I will create "new life", "new race" and even "new future"!
Perfect timing! The new research environment is now ready, and there's no troublesome academic politics to interfere.
I can continue buying fresh corpses from the Grey Legion and restart my research.
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The year 5684 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the month of strife, the 1th.
Failure, failure, failure. Failure!
I keep failing, always failing...
My lab is overflowing with bloated, rotting corpses; I've become numb to the stench of decaying proteins.
Maybe I should go outside for some fresh air. After being in the chaotic, shattered ruins for so long, my mind is starting to go blank.
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In the year 5684 of the Divine Silence Calendar, on the 37th day of the Spirit Night Moon.
It was definitely the right thing to go out and change my perspective.
The siren girls at 【Boundless Harbor】 are still as radiant as ever...
Um, let's get back to the main topic.
During the annual Spirit Night Moon Great Tide, I met the "Sea Mist Witch".
She truly lived up to her reputation as a legendary figure from the Storm Sea, who had spent years navigating the depths of the spirit world. After brainstorming with her, I had a new research approach.
It's time to go back and experiment with new ideas.
However, before that.
The siren girls at 【Boundless Harbor】 are so charming...
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The year 5684 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the month of Ash Bones, the 4th.
I brought back a pet crocodile from [Boundless Harbor], and I named it "Baobao" because of its terrible temper.
They placed "BooBoo" in a cave next to the sewers and used the Shaping Arcane to create a passageway from the laboratory directly there.
This way, I can just throw away the rotting corpses after my experiments fail, which is much more convenient.
After all, it's not good for the whole house to always smell bad.
Sometimes when I'm tired from experiments, I'll occasionally ask "Baobao" to give me a "thunder sauna".
You know what, even a silver-level electric current can be quite relaxing for relieving muscle tension and promoting overall well-being.
However, "Baobao" is really naughty. It always tries to sneak a bite at me, so I always give it a good beating—well, that makes me feel more relaxed.
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The year 5685 of the Shenji calendar, the month of Genghuo, the 26th.
I made it!
I have finally created the first batch of "stitched corpses" that can move independently after being implanted with artificially synthesized superhuman organs.
A "terrorist stitched corpse" made from human corpses.
The [Crawling Stitched Corpse] made from dwarf corpses.
The [Spine Stitched Corpse] made from elven corpses...
Although these early creations could only execute simple commands, they were also inseparable from the nourishment of the chaotic energy.
But this is undoubtedly a successful start.
The beginning is always the hardest. From now on, I just need to try and fail little by little, constantly adjusting the flesh and blood content of the Order race and fusing it with the bloodline of the extraordinary organs...
Let's find a way to make them generate their own spark of inspiration...
To further complete the projection of the soul in the warp...
Reconciling the fusion of spirit and flesh...
Then solve the element rejection problem...
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In the year 5685 of the Divine Silence Calendar, on the 2nd day of the Bitter Day Month.
I released the stitched corpses I created into different levels of the dungeon, letting them carry out simple patrol activities.
On each floor, I strictly maintained the same number and variety of stitched corpses.
I even deliberately sculpted the interior of the underground palace to resemble its original form.
The only difference is the subtle variation in the concentration of chaotic energy from top to bottom in each level of the underground palace.
The method of controlling variables is always effective.
Once all these stitched corpses are collected, and their activity levels vary under different concentrations of chaotic energy, we can proceed to the next step.
Well, this is a slow and tedious process.
I should find something else to do.
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In the year 5685 of the Divine Silence Calendar, on the 45th day of the Hengren Month.
A few days ago, when I went to play with "Baobao", I saw some mutated ugly fish at the bottom of the water.
They have large, blind white eyes—which is illogical.
If it's a cave fish, it shouldn't have big eyes; if it's not a cave fish, it shouldn't be blind.
After studying them for several days and dissecting a few, I discovered that the metabolic waste from the stitched corpses discharged from the sewer caused them to undergo a certain degree of chaotic distortion.
This is not good news.
Chaotic distortion: disorder, chaos, and uncontrollability.
This indicates that there are still hidden flaws in the stitched-up corpse that I haven't yet discovered...
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The year 5685 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the month of strife, the 25th.
The research funds I recently took from the Secret Academy are almost used up.
I started considering whether to sell all the ancient gold coins left behind by the previous Lord of the Rift, the vampire, in the underground palace.
But the aristocratic stamps on the gold coins are really difficult to handle...
If these items were sold and ended up in the Sky Empire, the calculating bloodline nobles would track them down and come after them, which would be difficult to handle.
I'm already an old man, I don't think I'll still have to take on outsourced magical item making commissions...
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The year 5685 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the month of Ash Bones, the 4th.
Hey! Look what I've done!
I solidified those crystal-like insect eggs from the underground cavern using the Shaping Arcane and sold them all to the goblin merchants of the Hearthstone Federation!
Don't say I'm lying, old man!
Back at the Academy of Secrets, I was swindled out of countless research funds by those cunning goblin merchants.
This is simply a case of giving them a taste of their own medicine.
Surely there's no one who doesn't hate the Goblin Merchant Guild of the Hearthstone Federation?
No way, really?
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The year 5686 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the 14rd of the month of Baptism.
An arrogant young man came to the rift.
Young people, you have no martial ethics! You tried to deceive and ambush me, a 669-year-old master!
Is this good? No, I advise this young man to think twice before acting.
As a result, he refused to take the opportunity to back down and instead pushed his luck!
They tore down so many of my iron gates, chopped up so many of my stitched-up corpses, and now they expect me to hand over the [Rending Core] right off the bat!
Who could tolerate this?
Although I am not good at fighting, I am still one of the "Seven Sages of the Previous Secret Academy", the "Creator of True Form", the "Master of Blood and Spirit Stitching", the "Master of the Thousand-Faced, Thousand-Armed Puppet", the "Source Alchemist", and the "Life Blacksmith"...
I need to teach him a lesson; even an old dog has a few teeth!
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The year 5686 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the 15rd of the month of Baptism.
We can't beat them, we can't beat them at all.
How is that possible?
He's only at the Diamond rank, while I'm at the Legendary rank!
Each difference in transcendence level is a huge chasm. Even though I am two levels higher than him, I can't last more than a few moves against him.
This is too bizarre.
That kid was dressed like a paladin, but when he fought, he was just like those charlatans from the prophetic school, always predicting my every move...
Fortunately, the young man was respectful of the elderly; although he was arrogant, he didn't hit him too hard.
Since I can't beat him anyway, I might as well talk to him.
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The year 5686 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the 16rd of the month of Baptism.
That kid is dishonest.
He actually calls himself a "hero"?
Are you kidding me?!
The last Holy War happened in some unknown era, and the gods have been silent for thousands of years. How could any "heroes" possibly be born then?
But whatever, these days, fewer and fewer people are willing to tell the truth to strangers. I didn't even tell him that I came from the Secret Academy.
He said he was going to die.
He wasn't lying about that. As a master of the life sciences, I could see that his supernatural circuits were in a terrible state, and it was a miracle that he could still move.
He added that the location of the [nest-type rift] I occupied was quite good, and he wanted to use it for a period of "hibernation" after his death.
But what is the meaning of "hibernation" for a dead person?
I gave him the [Rending Core], and I want to see what tricks he's up to.
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The year 5686 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the 17rd of the month of Baptism.
Unbelievable, unbelievable...
It's unbelievable!
That kid actually managed to break down the [Rending Core], but didn't cause the Rending to collapse!
This means that the possibility of the Rift disappearing after the Rift Core is removed from the Rift has been fundamentally eliminated—the Rift will continue to exist indefinitely.
Furthermore, the massive amount of chaotic matter contained within the [Riften Core] will diffuse throughout the entire Riften, drastically increasing the concentration of chaotic energy. The chaotic monsters living within can even survive without food or water, while simultaneously accumulating excessive amounts of chaotic matter within their bodies…
With just this skill, that kid could run for the next one of the Seven Sages of the Rift Ruins Branch of the Secret Manual Academy.
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The year 5686 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the 20rd of the month of Baptism.
That kid's gone mad!
Damn it, I knew that lunatic who calls himself a "hero" couldn't be a normal person!
I've already let him dig a secret "water tomb" here, so he can do whatever he wants with it.
But he said something like: "In order to better 'hibernate' without being disturbed."
He actually used this rift as the center to set up a large-scale domain spell that even I couldn't understand.
What's it called? [Dead Zone of Exorcism]
Within a radius of a hundred miles of this area, any creature containing a soul, at or below the Diamond rank, will be expelled and subconsciously avoid this place. This makes the entire area a "hidden" zone on a mystical level.
Yes, this helps avoid annoying guys like adventurer parties.
But this place is within the Holy Kingdom!
Even if the area around this rift is desolate, you can't do this, can you?
If, by chance, a high-ranking member of the Holy Light Church happens to pass by and discovers the anomaly of this place.
If a squad of convict knights or a holy angel of judgment comes, should I fight or not?
That kid himself looks like a paladin, how could he not know the consequences of his actions?
Or was he deliberately trying to kill me, this old man?
what! ! !
I really want to kill that kid right now!
But we can't beat them...
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The year 5686 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the 21rd of the month of Baptism.
I'm about to run away. Good luck to that kid.
I don't want to be bothered by the annoying Church of Holy Light.
Although it's a bit of a pity to leave the Rift Ruins where I've spent several years, I've recorded all the key research findings, and I can just find another place to reproduce them.
Moreover, by observing how that kid dismantled the [Chaos Core], I gained some new inspiration.
That arrogant brat did do one good deed after all.
The only thing that bothers me is that I want to take "Baobao" with me.
Surprisingly, they wouldn't allow it!
It seems that "Baobao" has taken a liking to the ridiculously high concentration of chaotic energy in this rift.
Oh well, let it be. The next one will be even better.
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The year 5686 of the Divine Silence Calendar, the 23rd of the month of Baptism.
Before leaving, I placed a rubbing of this diary here.
I hope that you, who are reading this, can carry on my knowledge, whether by continuing my research or by forging your own path. That would be wonderful.
If you have the chance, you can come and look for me in the Broken Isles. If nothing unexpected happens, I should settle down in that area later.
I look forward to having an academic exchange with you.
Remember this: "Ignorance is the greatest chaos."