novelzi Chapter 83 85
Chapter 83 85
The event in the repository snapped my mental strength, leaving me dizzy and frenzied. Coming out, the first thing I did was take a nap, only to find myself waking up the next day. Fortunately, it was the weekend, or I might have been screwed very badly.
Waking up, I felt a subtle change that I couldn't quite pin down. The world around me appeared sharper, more vibrant, and alive. Every detail seemed to pop out as if I could see things others couldn't. Even the sounds felt clearer, almost layered, like I could separate and analyze them with ease. My body felt lighter, yet sturdier, and there was a strange pressure in my chest—a power stirring deep within me.
To make sense of it all, I opened my stat screen.
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Name: Luke Star
Class: Novice Huntsman Lv 6
Species: Human
Combat Rank:Acolyte
[Stats]
Strength: 2.1 >> 2.6
Dexterity: 3.2 >> 3.7
Constitution: 1.8 >> 2.3
Agility: 3.0 >> 3.5
Perception: 5.0 >> 6.0
Wisdom: 2.5 >> 3.0
Willpower: 9.8 >> 19.6
Mana Capacity: 2.8 >> 3.3
Potential: 15
[Abilities]
None
[Weapon Mastery]
Dagger Style (Novice): 100% (Mastered) >> 100% (Unchanged)
Archery (Adept): 60% >> 65%
Swordsmanship (Novice): 90% >> 95%
Unarmed Combat Style (Novice): 100% (Mastered) >> 100% (Unchanged)
Blade Wielding (Novice): 0% >> 30%
[Spells]
"There are 140 active members spread across the world," I murmured, recalling the information. "In total, there were 500 original copies of the book, meaning up to 500 members could access this place."
But not all were active. At most, only seven members had visited the Repository recently, and even that was two months ago.
"I don't even know how many of them are still alive," I whispered, feeling a weight settle in my chest.
With my newfound authority, I realized I could turn even a normal book into a key for this space. It was a dangerous power, one I couldn't afford to wield recklessly.
"Should I block everyone else's access?" I wondered aloud. A part of me wanted to act immediately. After all, there was always the chance that some of the remaining members were villains or agents of hidden societies.
But caution held me back. "No, let's not be hasty," I decided. "First, I need to identify them and bring my people here to counter any potential threats. Though I control this place now, there's always the chance of a higher power trying to wrest it from me."
Determined, I devised a plan to add an extra layer of protection to the Repository. The original method to access this place was a test of ingenuity and resolve.
"To enter, one had to possess a special token or an Eye of Celestials to make the book respond," I mused. "Then, after reading the book, solving its puzzles and piecing together its hints, they could uncover the poem that served as the key to this place."
Such a difficult task ensured that those who made it here by their own merit were geniuses in their own right. Inspired, I decided to keep the ritual intact for future initiates.
With a thought, a scroll materialized before me. On its surface, I carefully inscribed the ritual:
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Ritual of Celestial Entry
Preparation:
At dusk or midnight, light a single white candle. Hold the Book of Celestial Guidance in your hands.
Invocation:
Close your eyes and recite the following poem aloud:
Stars above, reveal the door,
Guide me where secrets soar.
In shadow's veil, the path does lie,
Open the way beneath the sky.
Key Phrase:
Place your hand on the book and whisper:
"The stars guide me to the unseen."
Outcome:
The candle flame will flicker, signaling that the hidden entrance has been revealed.
Satisfied, I sealed the scroll with a mental command, binding it to the Repository. Only those I deemed worthy could access it now, following the ancient process.
"I don't know why but I feel excited thinking about creating a secret group."