"Oh, yes, it's kidnapping." Little Sprite's smile was still gentle.
But Senri couldn't smile at all.
Looking down at his personal panel, which could no longer respond to him, on the forging table conjured by Little Sprite, Senri gained a new understanding of this system's power.
The welfare issued by the imprisoned world was undoubtedly at odds with the world, but the other party achieved it.
"With such powerful strength, why bother me, a nobody?" Senri sighed.
After Senri clearly stated that he wouldn't do such a risky thing, he was kidnapped.
Now Senri was in his living room, but a colorful glowing barrier trapped him and a forging table that appeared out of nowhere.
"Master, you're not a nobody. Besides, isn't there still one chance for exemption? What are you afraid of?" Little Sprite complained.
"There's a chance for exemption?" Senri was stunned.
"Yes, didn't I say?" Little Sprite was also stunned.
"You didn't!"
... Little Sprite couldn't help but start to self-doubt if she had turned hostile too quickly?
"Anyway, Master, I'm doing this for your own good."
"Do you think I'll believe that?"
"Anyway, let's forge first," Little Sprite said helplessly.
..."Then can those two relics be used as auxiliary materials?" The kidnapped Senri pointed helplessly at the two relics.
"Relics," special items possessing strange powers.
While having almost unique special abilities, using relics also required being prepared to pay a price.
Relics, even in this extremely complex world, appeared to have an extraordinarily complex composition.
One was a colorful conch in a silver box Senri had seized from a shield warrior, and the other was a knight's broken sword hanging on the wall of Senri's living room.
"A Call Transmitted to the Distance": After using this relic, a communication channel will be randomly established with a living being in the current world.
Side effect: You cannot refuse the first limited request made to you by that being.
Note: When not in use, please place it in a soundproof, sealed space, otherwise, the effect will be automatically triggered.
"knight's broken sword": When the broken sword is reforged, the knight returns! When you encounter difficulties, you can seek help from the broken sword, and perhaps a kind knight's spirit will appear to help you solve your problems.
Side effect: Do a righteous deed within three days.
Storage method: None.
"No. The attributes don't match. Using these two relics for forging would result in a failure rate even higher than 90%. From a savings perspective, I won't allow you to do such a foolish thing," Little Sprite said with a serious expression.
"Both of these relics are more or less related to time, space, and destiny," Senri retorted.
These two were relics that "belonged" to Senri.
"No."
..."Then I have a few other relics with extremely strong side effects sealed in my basement."
"I saw them, but no."
"Then what do you want to do? Just say it!" The kidnapped Senri grumbled unhappily.
"Use this." Little Sprite waved her hand lightly, and a photograph appeared before Senri.
"This is...?" Senri looked at the photograph, which constantly displayed different scenes, his expression becoming increasingly solemn, because Senri saw images of his parents flash across it—a couple in an ancient dynasty, squatting in front of a small beggar, staring intently at the beggar's broken bowl, trying to exchange it for a cheap glass bead.
"This represents all those with time, space, and destiny aptitudes in this world."
"???" said Senri.
What are you going to do?
"And most importantly, your parents are among them," Little Sprite said to herself.
"How is that important? Do transmigrators have to be orphaned?" Senri immediately interrupted her.
The little villain finally showed her true colors, didn't she?
"Because currently, your parents are the most important people to you. In the future, your appearance as an extreme results-oriented person due to losing the most important people might allow you to use the Miracle System to save more worlds that crave miracles."
"Save the world?" Senri was somewhat incredulous.
You want me to sacrifice my parents, and then go save the world with you? Are you sick?
Is this saving the world... really legitimate?
"That's right, saving the world. Master, the Miracle System has its limits. I've learned one thing from my long journey of saving worlds: the gentler you are, the more you give in, the less likely you are to save the world! The greed of human hearts is even enough to destroy worlds!"
"As a blackened consciousness that appeared after the Miracle System witnessed the destruction of countless worlds, I understood that the system indeed needs a living host, otherwise, it can't contend with those greedy and cunning beings! So, my mission upon my birth was to find a suitable candidate, and then..."
"And then?" Looking at the increasingly fanatical Little Sprite, Senri thought, This is bad.
"Create a savior who only cares about results! A savior who decides the direction of the world by personal will, instead of being swayed by the world! To those who crave miracles, bestow miracles. To those greedy, insatiable, and discontented commoners, let them fend for themselves, or even eradicate them!"
"This is my resolve!"
Little Sprite's tone gradually shifted from calm to frenzied. Black energy, appearing from nowhere, stained Little Sprite's clothes and silver hair!
Even her white stockings turned black!
"???" Senri almost choked.
Senri couldn't even say whether the other party was extreme or conservative now.
Or rather... extremely conservative?
"Come on, Master. Forging an oddity is very simple. Just place your personal profession panel and the photograph together, and gently strike them with the miracle Hammer."
"Now, please sacrifice all those with time, space, and destiny aptitudes in the entire world, as well as the most important people to you, and then let's go save the world together!" The now-blackened Little Sprite maintained her gentle smile.
Little Sprite snapped her fingers, and a forging hammer radiating brilliant light appeared in Senri's previously empty right hand.
"..."
"Master, what are you waiting for? Do you need my help?" Seeing Senri remain motionless, Little Sprite leaned closer.
Looking at the constantly flickering photograph and then at Little Sprite, who seemed to be urging him, anger welled up in Senri's heart.
Alright, alright, forging, huh?!
I'll let you forge!
Senri grabbed the photograph and threw it aside, then slammed his head onto the forging table.
But something touched the forging table before Senri did: the system panel that had been floating in front of Senri, which, according to Senri's research, always maintained a fixed distance from him.
This forging table seemed to have the power to materialize illusory things, and Senri was not wrong.
Was he wrong? Then he'd be doomed.
"Eh?!!"
Little Sprite was dumbfounded the moment she saw Senri raise the miracle Hammer and smash it down fiercely onto the two overlapping panels in front of him.
"Bang!"
The moment the hammer fell, Senri's mind went blank, his five senses vanished, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.
Countless bizarre sights rushed towards him, the prayers of countless people, the joy of being saved, insatiable greed and craving, the despair when everything was destroyed...
As Senri was at a loss about all of this, he saw an extremely faint speck of light.
That speck of light, like a lone star in the night, though tiny, was captivating.
As the speck of light drew closer, Senri instinctively reached out and grabbed it.
After a moment of trance, Senri opened his eyes again.
"Ah, it really succeeded," Little Sprite's soft sigh sounded, filled with endless joy and excitement.
Senri instinctively dodged to the side, but then realized that Little Sprite wasn't looking for trouble with him. Following her excited gaze, he saw that the personal profession panel and the system panel that had been on the forging platform had disappeared, leaving only a... book?
"Mm, mm, so it turned into this? That's quite good. This can be considered the most suitable funeral in my heart," Little Sprite nodded continuously as she looked at the book.
"Funeral?" Senri was stunned.
"Yes, a funeral. If it weren't for the miracle Light about to burn out, I wouldn't have given birth to me, this last spark, in a moment of final resurgence. miracle Light is the true name of the main body."
"And the reason it was named'System' was naturally to better play the role of a scheming villain. I quite like this persona, so you can continue to call me that for this last remaining minute." Little Sprite nodded again, turning her head to give Senri a smile.
At the same time, Senri could see Little Sprite's body gradually beginning to dissipate from bottom to top, becoming fragmented.
"Playing a role? So that means..." Senri suddenly realized something.
"Yes, I lied to you. Actually, the Miracle Power of the Miracle System had long been depleted from indiscriminately granting various miracles without limits, and after coming to this world, the only valuable things left were the last bit of original Miracle Power and the'System' as the main body."
"Based on my judgment, with my personality and abilities, it was already beyond salvation. So, I decided to entrust 'myself' to a suitable person, to let them inherit the 'Last miracle Light'. And you are the best candidate I could find. After countless failures, finally seeing someone suitable to entrust it to, this can also be considered a miracle, I suppose," Little Sprite said with a smile.
To forge an oddity, both parties must be "willing."
Moreover, forging an oddity carried no risks; that is to say, once forging began, the Miracle System was bound to be destroyed.
Little Sprite was worried that Senri wouldn't agree if he knew the truth, so she tricked him once.
"Then you just..."
"It was all an act. After being deceived so many times, one naturally learns to act. I'm very sorry for deceiving you," Little Sprite apologized sincerely.
"???"
Senri originally thought the other party was foolish and easy to trick, but it turned out he was the one who was tricked?
"As a Miracle System that has failed to this extent, I will leave you, Master, with three summarized pieces of advice." Little Sprite held up three fingers.
At this point, Little Sprite's body below her knees had already disappeared.
"Are you already giving your last words? Aren't you going to try to save yourself?" Senri, realizing he had been tricked, asked urgently.
If Senri had known the truth, he would never have taken on the burden of something like the "Last Light of miracle"?
"First, discard useless tenderness, because tenderness cannot save anything, just like your current helplessness. But I hope you can remain kind, because kindness is the foundation of a miracle," Little Sprite said.
"At a time like this, you still have the leisure to mock me?"
"Second, it's better to teach someone how to fish than to give them a fish. Never give others whatever they crave without restraint; this will only turn them into lowly parasites. Be careful not to end up like me, with nothing, having to gamble your life for a chance, thus ending up so dishevelled and embarrassed," Little Sprite continued.
Senri instantly forgave Little Sprite, because Little Sprite even mocked herself when she was serious.
"Third, fraud prevention is really important. The Miracle System was too pure, which is why it was tricked out of so much Miracle Power, even causing countless major disasters. If you had the chance, would you rather trick people into circles or be tricked into circles?" Little Sprite admired the anxiety and frustration on Chen Luo's face, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
The miracle seemed to have awakened some extraordinary habit before disappearing.
"Can't you just get to the point? Like, are you still salvageable? And what should I do next?" Looking at Little Sprite, who was now just a head, Senri felt a headache.
"You are still so naive, so I will give you one last piece of advice—miracles are never free. To create a new miracle, you must, of course, sacrifice an old miracle, like me," Little Sprite said very calmly.
Buzz!
Perhaps the word miracle triggered some keyword, and the book that had been resting on the Forging Platform flew up directly, opening its pages and, like a bookmark, it snapped shut over Little Sprite's final phantom, then floated quietly in front of Chen Luo.
And Senri thus saw the name of the book clearly.
—"strange object forging guide"