"Now, what should I do?" I pondered, contemplating a new plan.
Zod's death hadn't been part of my original sche.
I had intended to take the Secret Backer route, extending a helping hand to him to spark a feud with Zelly, thus splitting the Zol Clan in half.
From there, I would orchestrate a dramatic Internal War Arc between them.
It was unfortunate that Zod's loose lips got him on my bad side, so he ended up suffering instead.
As I surveyed his lifeless body, or what remained of it after I ripped out his useless brain, a new plan began to take shape.
First, I set about repairing his body.
Then, I regenerated a new brain under my control, using the sa process used in creating my androids.
Next, I implanted fabricated mories into it, specifically crafting a narrative where it harbored a deep-seated hatred for Zelly and regarded as its god.
To enhance his authenticity, I retrieved the crystal I had recently discarded and extracted so of Zod's genuine mories.
These weren't the kind capable of cloning him; instead, they contained basic data, such as the nas of people the new brain needed to beco familiar with.
Afterward, I discarded Zod's filthy brain back into oblivion, letting it suffer for all eternity.
When everything was done, the body was completely restored, appearing identical prior to when I beat the shit out of it.
However, it was still dead, with its heart yet to resu beating. It required sothing to jolt it back to life.
I could have simply awakened it conventionally, but that seed too mundane.
Instead, I decided to imbue the energy that would wake it up with so special effects.
"Aris..." I stopped, realizing that this catchphrase had been overused.
I refused to be like those second-rate protagonist from a fiction novel, rely copying others.
I temporarily attained godhood, for goodness' sake—I needed to be original.
My brain functioned at an accelerated rate, millions of catchphrases passing through my thoughts in a matter of seconds.
However, in the end, I failed to find any that satisfied .
Sotis, having too many options can make decisions even harder.
It was like having two gas on my PC—I'd likely play the heck out of both.
Hell, I would even replay them multiple tis to get different types of endings, just to satisfy my urge.
But if I had thousands to choose from, I'd probably only invest an hour in each before moving on to another.
Sotis, less is indeed more.
"Wake up," I spoke with a heavy sigh.
When it opened its eyes, it bore all the habits of Zod's, but its gaze now fixated on with reverence.
"Master," it bowed its head.
"Don't call master. Call Supre Archmage, and speak to casually," I commanded.
It nodded in acknowledgnt .
Once everything was complete, I cleaned up the room, removing all traces of blood and other organs.
Then, I turned to Shao Mi and unfroze her sense of ti.
"What happened? Why is he suddenly acting like that?" she asked, puzzled by Zod's sudden cooperative attitude.
"Magic," I chuckled, once again resorting to my old trick of blaming everything on magic.
She raised her eyebrows for a second, but then rembered that I was a magician, and considering her lack of knowledge about magic, she decided to accept everything I said at face value, reluctantly of course.
"Do you have a way to heal ?" she asked, hopping that I have the answer after witnessing all the amazing things I had shown her.
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"I do," I answered confidently, but then I paused for a mont.
Raising my hand, I created a black barrier surrounding the both of us.
"Why the sudden barrier?" she questioned, her confusion evident in her tone.
"Because the answer to your question is sothing very personal to and my world," I responded solemnly, my expression conveying the seriousness of the situation.
Her expression mirrored my seriousness as she locked eyes with .
I could sense her desire to express gratitude for all the trouble but her pride held her back.
"This is about a magical mineral that could be called the Ultimate Elixir in our world," I began, setting the stage for the story.
"Ultimate Elixir?" she repeated, her eyes lighting up with interest at the re ntion of the words "Ultimate" and "Elixir" in the sa sentence.
And who could bla her?
My naming sense was top-notch; heck, I could na my shit "Ultima Excreta" and have people lining up to admire it.
"That's right. This elixir can heal anyone and anything—incurable diseases, poison, curses, any type of illness could be redied by this liquid," I explained, highlighting its miraculous properties.
"So, this Ultimate Elixir must be really rare, right?" she asked, her voice tinged with anxiety.
If an elixir this powerful really existed, it must be too difficult to find.
And since I hadn't offered it to her imdiately, she assud I didn't possess one or that I was not willing to waste it on her.
"It's really rare. In fact, it can't even be stored. You have to drink it right away the mont it got extracted" I added, emphasizing the elixir's unique and perishable nature.
"Extracted from what ?"
I touched my chin in contemplation before answering, adding a hint of suspense.
"The elixir can only be extracted through the liquid secreted by a powerful organism in my world. That organism is sothing beyond your imagination; its blood alone could revive the dead," I explained, letting the weight of the revelation sink in.
"Wait, sothing like that exists?" she exclaid in shock.
"That's right, and it's also really huge, strong, and incredibly hard. It's sothing even the strongest in our world fear," I added, emphasizing the creature's formidable nature.
Her face turned ashen after I ntioned the organism's characteristics.
I had just inford her that in order for her to be cured, we needed to extract that liquid from a colossal behemoth.
"It's not worth it to fight sothing like that," she shook her head, realizing the danger.
"Fighting? Who said anything about fighting?" I asked, showing a puzzled expression.
"You said we need to extract that liquid from a very powerful and huge organism right ?" she asked, her eyebrows raised in confusion.
"Oh, I'm talking about my cock and my se—"
SLAP!
Her palm struck directly across the face as she realized I had been fooling her all along.
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