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Chapter 67

Shattered Lake Prison, Blood Moon Nation

"When hurt enough, take a pair of hands, slash away the curses of yesterday. Wait for daylight in the night, leaving behind only scars..."

Igor awoke from the velvet bed, yawning as he went to the bathroom to take off his pajamas and nightcap. He first tested the temperature with his toes before lying in the bathtub filled with warm water on tir, enjoying a comfortable morning bath.

Just to be able to bathe anyti, Igor paid the price of 1 contribution point per 3 days to live in this luxury dormitory. As such, his contribution points were quite tight, after all living here for five months would cost 50 points, equal to the total initial contribution points of a death row inmate.

However, he felt it was worth it, because bathing was not only Igor's hobby, but also seed to be the hobby of his 'Contract' spirit.

Once while bathing, Igor fell asleep due to exhaustion. In his dim consciousness, he vaguely saw the 'Contract' spirit riding a rubber duck, playing in the bathtub.

Although the 'Contract' spirit imdiately disappeared without a trace when Igor opened his eyes, as if it had never appeared, Igor was convinced of his judgnt that the 'Contract' spirit really enjoyed bathing.

If this was outside, it would at most be an amusing topic of idle chat, with no practical significance.

Although spirits were undoubtedly intelligent and had their own moods and preferences, most mages rarely paid attention to the spirits' situation. After all, as long as the arcane energy output was sufficient, the spirits had to obey the mage's commands regardless of their unwillingness.

However, in Shattered Lake Prison, where no one could output arcane energy, whether the death row inmates could evoke the spirits' resonance beca a very critical factor in order to cast spells!

Although Igor still could not confirm whether his near 100% success rate in evoking the 'Contract' spirit in prison had anything to do with him frequently bathing to please the 'Contract' spirit.

But better safe than sorry, the prison was no place for research. As long as Igor had surplus contribution points, he would not change this slightly 'extravagant' way of life.

After resting in the bathtub for a while, Igor got up without putting on any clothes, wiped himself dry and went to wash up directly. He tried to empty his mind, not think of anything, making himself dull and blank as he chanically brushed his teeth in front of the mirror. He brushed very hard, with toothpaste foam splattering onto the mirror.

Soon, the toothpaste foam that splattered on the mirror flowed along the mirror in winding trails, forming words.

This ant that Igor had successfully evoked his other spirit, 'Insight'.

The 'Insight' spirit was spoils of war Igor had found in the virtual world before. It had very wide versatility, you could say before doing anything you could first evoke the 'Insight' spirit to check the situation, and then the surroundings would change, giving you so useful reminders.

After being imprisoned, Igor had tried many thods before finding the right way to evoke the 'Insight' spirit: Empty the mind as much as possible when brushing teeth, but not completely empty, still maintaining a little thought like 'I want advice', in order to evoke the spirit's resonance.

The balance was difficult to grasp, and Igor didn't succeed every day either. He was lucky today.

But Igor only treated this process as a little diversion in prison life, because most of the suggestions given by 'Insight' were trivial things like "Don't eat oily food for lunch

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