Bai Luan was assigned a room, neither big nor small, perfectly square, like a precisely cut metal cube.
This room seemed to have been used for storing miscellaneous items, and now it was left for him to deal with.
As for the clutter in the room, Bai Luan also asked the Herta Puppet how to handle it.
The reply he received was:
"They're yours."
So, the current situation was that Bai Luan had a room, and a room full of blind boxes.
Opening blind boxes is exciting.
Hehe bro yeah~ (Rubbing hands excitedly)
But if you open something and have no idea what it is, then it's quite uninteresting.
Bai Luan looked at the metallic-textured plate in his hand.
Without an instruction manual, he had no idea what it was called or what it was for, so in the end, he could only put it back.
He opened several in a row, all similar items; besides a pocket watch that he could understand, the rest were incomprehensible.
The excitement of getting a bunch of free stuff gradually faded, and the blind boxes in front of him lost their filter.
With the filter gone, they revealed their true nature: to Herta, they were redundant scraps; to Bai Luan at this moment, they were… junk, not even qualifying as scraps.
Perhaps when he grew and developed, these junk items could be put to their true use.
But clearly, not now.
Bai Luan tidied up a bit, then moved some appropriately sized boxes, and then spread out some unknown fabric he'd unboxed that felt quite soft—a simple, barely-qualifying-as-a-"bed" contraption was born in a corner of the room.
Bai Luan stood with his hands on his hips, looking at the bed he had pieced together, a hint of pride on his face.
Hmph, this is my, Bai Luan's, extraordinary adaptability!
No matter if it's a moldy employee dormitory or a rental house with Syrian-style decor, I'll adapt to it all!
Just then, Bai Luan's phone suddenly chimed. He picked it up and saw that the Herta Puppet had sent him a message.
Herta: Your daily necessities and basic furniture will be delivered by a robot shortly.
Herta: Remember to sign for them.
Bai Luan stiffly turned his head, his gaze falling on the makeshift bed he had just painstakingly set up.
All—that—work—for—nothing!
Bai Luan picked up his phone and replied to the Herta Puppet's message.
Bai Luan: That's so nice? I thought employees had to sort things out themselves.
Herta: You know what to say at a time like this.
Bai Luan: Long live Ms. Herta \(*T▽T*)/
Herta: (Nods in satisfaction) Still clever.
Herta: Settle down today, and try to memorize the map I sent you. I'll arrange your work tomorrow.
Herta: That's all.
It's been so long since I've been treated like a person, I'm so touched.
Bai Luan locked his phone screen and turned to look at the bed he had just cobbled together from unopened boxes and some unknown soft fabric he'd unboxed.
Hmm…
What trash is this?
Bai Luan dismantled the bed he had just built.
These two rounds of tidying the room had really worn Bai Luan out.
Especially after realizing he had done it all for nothing, it was a double torment, both physical and mental.
But Bai Luan was still quite happy.
Not because he was a masochist.
Simply because…
In those days shrouded by illness and the shadow of death, such troubles—being able to move freely, to feel tired, to fret over a pile of junk—had been an unattainable luxury.
To run, to jump, to fuss… the feeling of not being in pain, it was truly wonderful.
Bai Luan sat on a wooden box and opened his phone.
The phones in this world weren't much different from those in his previous life, except they encompassed an entire universe instead of just a single planet.
Using them was also pretty much the same; many apps could be understood by likening them to XXX from Honkai: Star Rail.
So, looking at that small screen brought Bai Luan an indescribable sense of familiarity, even making him doubt if he had truly transmigrated.
Then he opened a shopping app, and as soon as it opened, he saw a pop-up:
Are you tired of hostile forces constantly jumping in front of you? Are you tired of the red tape before every civilization exchange? Now we proudly present: Peacemaker - Type II, Custom Enemy Annihilation Cannon!
When the main cannon's charging light illuminates, 99.7% of civilizations will automatically understand the importance of peaceful dialogue! One purchase can save you 90% in diplomatic spittle fees!
What are you waiting for?! Click the link and grab yours now!
PS: Annihilation may cause the Aeon of Preservation to glance at you. Please ensure you have purchased our company's 'Gaze of Qlipoth' insurance package for use.
This advertisement still brought Bai Luan quite a shock.
The long string of zeros in the price felt like it could buy his life countless times over.
"To recommend this to me is really overestimating me."
Bai Luan turned off his phone screen.
The room fell silent again, with only the silent piles of junk stacked in the corner, like a group of cold-eyed spectators. In their company, he began to ponder his future plans.
With his current body, trying to be self-sufficient was clearly not very possible.
If he hadn't managed to secure the opportunity to stay here, and had instead been directly thrown out by Herta, then being penniless, without communication, and without support, his chances of survival here would have been quite low.
Thanks to his quick thinking, he had directly solved his identity, food, and housing problems.
Just then, the system suddenly spoke:
"And you also managed to attract the attention of an Aeon."
Bai Luan was startled, then replied in his mind:
"Me… me?"
That's right. When you shifted the blame to Aha, he started watching you. For some reason, he didn't expose you."
…Maybe he thinks the fun I'll bring him in the future will be much greater than the fun of exposing me now."
A pretty reasonable guess. He hasn't shown any intention of harming you… His current state is more like… an excited spectator."
You're really good at finding adjectives. Never mind, if he's watching, he's watching. He's not giving me power anyway. Maybe if he watches long enough, he'll develop feelings, and he'll save me if I'm about to die one day.
You don't mind having company while you observe, do you?"
I know him, but he doesn't know me. It's all the same to me whether he's there or not."
Bai Luan shrugged.
"Aha really has no face."
This small interlude quickly passed, and Bai Luan continued to plan his future.
First, he would spend his beginner phase here with Herta, learn some self-preservation skills, and then leave, going wherever he pleased.
Preferably, he'd get on the Express.
Indeed, of all lives, the life of a Nameless is the most longed for.
It's just…
Could his body last that long?
It seemed he would also need to find some means of extending his lifespan. Herta had ways to reverse aging, but she certainly wouldn't use them on him casually.
Unless he showed corresponding value.
Let's not think so far ahead. Focusing on the present is most important.
During this period of his growth, the persona of a 'Prophet of Destiny' must not collapse in Herta's eyes, and he must also show his value as soon as possible…
Otherwise, being kicked out by Herta would be very troublesome.
To make Herta feel he has value…
That really is a bit troublesome.
All he could rely on now were the two functions the system had opened for him.
The Little Black Room and the Artifact Forger.
Speaking of which, forging artifacts… how should he do it…
Bai Luan casually found a piece of paper and folded it into a paper airplane.
He picked up the paper airplane and examined it up and down.
It looks no different from an ordinary paper airplane.
Has my ability activated?
Is this an artifact?
Artifact: Casually Made Paper Airplane
In a paper airplane contest with friends, use this paper airplane, and you will always fly a little further than your opponent, achieving a decisive victory.
"This thing should have been given to me when I was in elementary school or college."
It seems that the ability to casually create artifacts requires strong practical skills and knowledge reserves.
Otherwise, it would be like this, having a room full of materials but only being able to create something like this.
Let's look at the other ability.
The Little Black Room with infinite practice time.
Do you want to enter the Little Black Room?
"Enter."
Entered the Little Black Room.
Bai Luan looked around in confusion.
"Aren't I still in the room?"
When you enter the Little Black Room, the surrounding environment will be copied in with you. Living things will not enter. If you don't believe me, open the door and see."
"Really?"
Bai Luan twisted open the door, and what greeted his eyes was a pitch-black void.
"Wow, it's really dark."
Otherwise, why would it be called the Little Black Room? When you enter here, the flow of time in the outside world is static. You can enter and exit freely; the only thing that interferes with you is your willpower."
"A very powerful ability."
Bai Luan closed the door, glanced at the phone in his hand, and then opened the file sent by the Herta Puppet.
Since the Little Black Room can perfectly offset the time cost of learning…
Just a super large map,
Watch me engrave you deeply into my mind!
Doesn't that mean he could pretend to be a genius in front of Herta, someone who understood everything at a glance and a listen?
Pretending to be a genius in front of Genius Society members?
"Tell Aha, he didn't misjudge me!"
I, a mere mortal, am about to deceive geniuses.
And not just any geniuses, but the geniuses of the Genius Society.
I am not a genius, but I have the ability to pretend to be a genius for a lifetime without being exposed.
Do you think I count as a genius?"