Mixed Blessing System

After receiving the confirmation medal of this mission, Lothur watched that depressed man for a few moments and then took one of Elke’s hands to leave.

“Sigh…”

Elke sighed as she walked beside Lothur, feeling sorry for Otto. They had broken this man’s heart by showing the cruel reality regarding his wife, whom he still loved. As such, she could not help but feel bad, almost as if they had committed a crime.

‘Well, the reality may be terrifying, but at least he can protect himself now. Ignorance is not a blessing, but a dangerous gamble.’ She looked at her companion’s handsome face and asked. “Do you think he’ll be okay?”

Lothur continued to stare at the sidewalk in front of him and answered after thinking for a moment, “I don’t know. Maybe he’ll become a loser and start living like a depressed victim. Or maybe not.”

“He may very well lift his head and move on. Who knows? He can become a man capable of dominating other women in a few years… That’s just up to him.”

“Anyway, it’s not my responsibility. I don’t care.” He looked at her lips and smiled.

“It’s not? I guess we do have a little responsibility, yes…”

He shook his head negatively. “Saying we have responsibility is like blaming a medical examination for the patient’s illness.”

“Getting an exam will never make you sick. It will only reveal the problems already existing in your body. Not doing the exam will only hide the problems and make solving them more difficult later.”

He shook his shoulders and said. “That’s what we did. We showed his wife’s problems and what he might expose himself to by following certain ideas.”

“Whether he will treat the ‘disease’ or not, whether he will help it develop and kill him, that’s up to him alone. So, I don’t care.”

Elke could not disagree with him upon hearing those words and then put that matter aside, remembering their meeting with one of her father’s subordinates. ‘Sigh… I have my problems to worry about.’

‘Maybe I should talk to my parents when I get home?’ Elke wondered as she watched her lover.

…

After some time, Lothur received the rewards for the previous investigative mission and then said goodbye to Elke.

With that, after a little more than an hour, he was already in his room finishing the production of the previous glove.

It had taken him a while to get to this place because once again, Viktoria had called him, having heard a little of his daily life.

After eating beside her, he managed to come to his room to finish producing that item.

After some time sweating to finish that, a red glove on his hands made the system emit its signal for the first time.

[Adhering Glove] [Classification: Iron]

[Feature: increases the grip between surfaces by 50%, increases protection around the hands by 10%, increases the user’s Strength by 5%.]

[Reminder 1: this glove has a ‘half-life’ of 100 years.]

[Reminder 2: its characteristics will decrease by half each time its ‘half-life’ is reached. It completely loses its effects after the 3rd ‘half-life’.]

Seeing this, Lothur felt immense satisfaction, realizing that his projects could become real things, not just good ideas on a piece of paper.

‘Very good!’

‘I don’t know how much those materials that tailor store gave me cost to them, but with an item that could be useful for 300 years, this here can generate good dividends for me.’ He thought about how helpful something that could circulate over several generations within a family would be.

Mortals hardly ever reached their maximum life expectancy, 100 years. So, an item like this could circulate 3, 4, or 5 generations within a family. Naturally, this gave value to the item, which increased the chances that even ordinary people would be interested.

‘Now I have to see how I will market it… Should I just sell it on my own and make a name for this product before doing business with that store? Or should I sign a royalty agreement and sell this project to them?’ He wondered.

‘Hmm, the first option might get me better earnings from just this glove. But I have other interests, which will consume much of my time.’ So, he decided on the second option.

‘When I have time, I’ll stop by that store and see what I can do. If they’re not interested, I’ll look at another place that sells things directly to mortals.’

After making up his mind about that, Lothur thought about meeting with his future father-in-law. ‘I will see Elke’s father soon. So, I will take this opportunity to impress him and, who knows, get his support.’

‘For this, I must produce my first formation that will be used in my vehicles!’ He put away the tailoring items, promptly spreading in the surroundings the things needed to form a formation.

Formations were inscriptions, so there weren’t many materials needed to make such a thing. The most important thing to set one up was for the formation master to know the symbols, which were nothing more than the ‘language’ of the Natural Laws of this world.

Of course, a single symbol would have no effect, so for a formation to work, a set of ‘codes’ would be needed. That was like a ‘message’ left by the formation master for the ‘world’ to follow his rules.

That could not be done by using an ordinary brush or writing with a pen on a piece of paper.

No, one would need a set of flags to create a Natural Law restriction region.

Natural Laws were part of this world and were in every atom, even in a vacuum. But they had a strange effect of trying to prevent their manipulation if certain conditions were not met.

For example, mighty people could use the laws of their own bodies to manipulate those outside their bodies, producing fantastic effects. But only by reaching a high level would someone be capable of this. ．𝘦𝘵

Below this level, only by setting up a region of restricted Natural Laws, using the formation flags, would someone be able to evade these rules. By doing this, a formation master could use the ‘language’ of the laws on objects, producing items with fantastic effects.

Like, as an example, a spatial ring. Such a thing was nothing more than a super-strong ring produced by a blacksmith. In a second step, this received the ‘code’ for spatial storage in its own body, generating the already known effect of these items.

But to use the ‘language’ of the Natural Laws, one would not only have to learn the symbols, something that required a lot of understanding but also Perception. Without these things, one would not even be able to learn the symbols needed for the ‘code.’

Finally, without a certain level of will, such a person would not be able to overcome the resistance of the laws to being manipulated.

In short, it was not easy. Few could learn the ‘language’ of the laws, and learning all the symbols could be almost impossible.

Because of this, there was still much to be developed in this world, and there were not so many formations capable of turning the world upside down.

Lothur then spread the flags around a syringe he had managed to improvise while holding a crystal brush in his right hand.

As he finished assembling the flags into a unique pattern, he began to sweat considerably, as he felt as if a bubble had formed around the flags.

He then tried to move his right hand towards the inside of this invisible bubble, where the syringe was.

As he did so, he immediately felt a significant restriction on his movement. That was as if the gravity inside that bubble was pushing his hand out of it, almost like pushing an elastic fabric.

‘This is truly demanding, but my will and intelligence are already at a level equivalent to the last level of the 1st stage.’ He stood firm, little by little putting his hand inside such a bubble.

After a full minute, his hand with the crystal brush came close enough to the improvised syringe for him to use the ‘language’ of the Natural Laws.

‘Well, first, I will write for the energy from the surroundings to be absorbed and used to move the piston when this symbol is squeezed continuously…’

He wrote some symbols there, making them appear in the surroundings of that syringe and then glow in unlimited colors before disappearing completely.

‘I’m going to put this other command to slowly stop the movement when this other symbol is pressed…’ Lothur began to sweat as he made his second inscription, as mental fatigue began to affect him.

The problem in this situation was not a lack of mental attributes. No, Lothur’s status was excellent for a person trying to reach the first rank, 1-star. But mind and body could get mixed up, and his physical structures still had much to improve.

On the other hand, he had already put in some effort before he started producing this formation with the production of that glove. So, naturally, Lothur still could not finish such a thing in just one attempt.

“Sigh!”

‘Fortunately, I only have two inscriptions to make this formation work…’ He sighed amidst his already agitated breathing. ‘I’ll finish that before I go to the academy tomorrow.’

He then put his items away and headed towards his shower. But as he did so, suddenly, the system gave him a sign.

[+1.0 in Perception.]

[+0.7 in Will.]