Upon hearing Kane's words, Meizike shook his head.

"No, I think its side effects are somewhat too great."

Side effects too great?

Kane looked at the introduction on the potion in his hand. The so-called side effects should be the drawbacks after using the potion.

He didn't feel that there were any bad drawbacks with this potion; could it be that Meizike was talking about the potion's conversion ratio?

Increasing attributes requires reducing certain other attributes, even after skill twinning, the original body still has to bear some of the damage.

So this is also considered a side effect?

"Do you find this conversion ratio abnormal?"

Kane couldn't help but ask.

Perhaps having seen too many skills, Kane thought this consequence should be very normal.

Meizike nodded, he knew Kane understood, and then said, "Yes, that's what I think. If this potion is developed to perfection, it should only need to bear half the side effects. Two-thirds is still imperfect, a bit too much."

Ah, is Meizike a perfectionist then?

Kane already thought this potion was perfect, even the explanation was full of praise.

Even under such circumstances, Meizike was still dissatisfied, wanting to continue researching this potion to perfection.

And if it truly improves to reducing only half the attributes, that would indeed be a significant improvement.

"Hey, you two, don't just speak riddles to yourselves, tell us, too. What's the effect of this potion?"

Longbei, listening to the two talk for half the day on the side, couldn't resist his curiosity. What is the specific effect of this potion?

It was only then that Kane reacted, turned his head to look at the curious eyes of several people, and then nodded to introduce the specific attributes identified from the potion.

"Amazing! Good brother!"

"Let Lulu drink it."

"Truly a remarkable potion."

Having heard Kane's explanation, they all gave unanimous praise.

Longbei stroked his finely woven gray-blue beard.

"So if I drink it, I can turn into an agile Berserker, and perhaps even become a lightning-wielding Mage?"

He was already beginning to fantasize, and the thing was, his fantasy seemed actually achievable.

"Drink! Ha! Ha! Lulu wants to become a strong person, capable of sending Kane flying with a single punch."

Lulu executed several boxing moves in the air, gestured at Kane with her finger, posing a starting stance for punching.

Kreya was thinking about drinking this potion and converting her strength or constitution into magical power.

Wouldn't that directly summon hundreds of Soul Knights, knowing that these Soul Knights are replicated based on her body template and equipment?

They wouldn't lose power due to Kreya's loss of strength, remaining the same.

Just waving a hand and directly summoning a powerful Knight Order, the thought was exciting.

Directly converting to a Summoning Mage.

Meizike's potion successfully piqued everyone's great interest.

They began their individual fantasies, each talking about the scenarios they'd thought of for using the potion.

This was a potion that just by thinking could evoke endless curiosity.

Allowing people to experience other professions would inevitably make them feel novel and excited.

Excited chat.

Until Burton brought in a huge roast beef platter.

"The potion still has room for improvement. I'll bring it back to you when I make the finished product."

Meizike said as he took the potion back.

As a true pharmacist, he had no habit of giving half-developed products to his teammates.

Although Kane and the others felt this thing was already a product, since Meizike said so, they would have to wait with anticipation.

"It's rare for us to have free time to gather together. Next time probably won't be until after this task is completed."

Kane said, raising his giant beer mug.

"Come! Let's toast!"

Bang!

The crisp sound of glass mugs clashing.

The entire meeting room fell into a happy atmosphere.

Today, only friendship and delicious food.

...

Far at the starting point of the Undead Influence, which is Kane's final destination.

A few undead were talking in a cave.

If Kane were here to compare with the contract book in his hand.

He would be able to discern.

These few undead are top-notch beings in the contract book, each with its own characteristics.

"Rotten bones, calling me over at this time, what do you want to do?"

A zombie wrapped in scattered bandages stared at the skeleton who initiated the gathering and asked.

One could see the zombie had, besides simple chest armor, only armor on its knees and shoulders, which was exceptionally thin.

It looked rather tattered, provoking suspicion about their defense power.

What attracts attention is the long sword blade slung almost longer than his own body on his back.

By "rotten bones," he meant a golden-grade skeleton with a missing part on its skull top, whose bones glistened with metal sheen.

It had no decorations, just a pure skeleton.

This golden-grade skeleton didn't answer but turned to look at all the undead present.

Including him, there were only four of them in total. Besides the zombie with the longsword in front of him, there was also a floating undead with huge monocular tentacles.

And a ghostly undead hidden completely under a black robe.

"You all should know why I called you over here."

The soul fire in the skeleton's skull was blazing, and its gathered gaze swept over the three undead in front of it.

A hoarse yet chilling voice emanated, spoken by the ghostly figure clad in black.

"Of course we know, but so what, we don't have the opportunity, likewise, we don't have the strength."

Although the voice was hoarse and cold, the frustration in his words was evident.

His words also made the zombie feel a bit annoyed.

It was indeed a distressing matter.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now. I heard the creatures over there have started their counterattack, and I can't miss it."

After speaking, the zombie steadied the longsword on its back and prepared to leave the cave.

No opportunity, what good is a sliver of hope alone?

At this moment, a voice entered directly into his spirit.

"No, I see an opportunity!"

The one conveying the message this way was the tentacled undead floating mid-air with an enormous single eye.

He didn't have a mouth to speak, but his powerful spiritual power was indeed a substitute for their mouths.

It even expressed what they wanted to convey more precisely than a mouth could.

Upon hearing the eye demon undead's words, the zombie halted its steps and turned around.

And the one-eyed undead looked at the skeleton: "Speak, what do you know, I see an opportunity."

Looking at the three undead before it, the skeleton spoke: "I've felt it, I sensed my contract is nearby."

The soul fire in its eye sockets, akin to profound pupils, fixated on the three undead ahead.

"You know what this signifies."

"Really?"

The zombie was somewhat excited.

"Of course, I sensed it when I went to the front line not too long ago. However, I couldn't pinpoint its exact location, which is why I called you over."

Then it turned to look at the one-eyed undead.

"Now, let's see how close the contract is to us."

The attention of all present undead focused on the one-eyed undead.

The undead nodded its body, as a pale blue glow flashed from its massive single eye.

In an instant, it vanished.

Then the one-eyed undead saw something: "Indeed, it's in the direction of the intelligent creatures' counterattack, but I can't see the exact location. The one holding the contract has protective awareness."

"That's enough, that already confirms my previous feeling, our opportunity has arrived, hasn't it?"

"Unless you all want those three arrogant fools, one of them to inherit Master Fakundo's body?

And then drag all of us undead to be buried with them?"

At this moment, the ghostly figure in black floated up and said: "Since we're going to act, let's be quick, whether we find Master Fakundo or leave here, it's better than staying here."

"Those three fools have already been inside for quite some time."

These four undead were rare loyalists within the undead influence.

After all, loyalty is not considered a favorable attribute for the undead.

But in larger numbers, there will always be some who remain loyal, regardless of the reason.

Even without the constraints of a contract.

Yet there are still undead loyal to Fakundo.

After all, Fakundo was once a god-like power in the world, even on the verge of transforming his body into a divine body towards a higher path.

No undead witnessed Fakundo's death; they merely felt the contract disconnect.

And it was due to the irresistible world-shattering elements that the contract was severed.

This implies that Fakundo is very likely alive.

This is also why the loyalists persist until now.

Moreover, not all undead are willing to wage war.

When they arrived, they also heard the rules set by the mist. With their understanding of this world, they were convinced it was indeed pieced together from various world fragments.

Such immense power is not something they could provoke.

But there was no choice; the loyalists are still a minority in terms of both number and strength.

Other undead either wished to improve themselves or continue research related to the undead.

They began to attack other surrounding forces, leaving wails and devastation wherever they passed.

And the top-tier undead certainly knew why the three most powerful undead were doing so.

They wanted to seize that body, the divine body left behind by the god.

It was even, at one point, nearly forged by the god into a true divine body.

For these undead, it was an enormous temptation.

The top three hopeful-seeing undead went mad over such an opportunity.

More souls allowed them to have a chance to break through, to conquer the defense mechanisms surrounding the divine body, to truly seize it.

As for the existence of the mist and the possibly alive Fakundo, they were long forgotten.

The tremendous tangible benefits in sight were not something these flawed undead could resist.

In any case, these four undead have already started discussing how to search for that so-called opportunity.

After a brief discussion, they formed a group heading towards the front line.

This journey was officially to seek Kane.

Because Kane currently held the contract book given by Fakundo.

Constantly searching for targets on it to eliminate.