Karun held a cup in his hand, looking at the clear blue liquid inside the cup.

Puerh thought Karun had some burden in his heart and comforted him, "It's okay, just think of it as drinking fish sauce."

"You don't have to make metaphors." Karun said.

"Oh, sorry, my dear Karun, I just wanted to help you, you know." Puerh wagged her tail and continued, "Yes, you seem to have never used fish sauce in your cooking."

Alfred spoke up, "Young master, I have already purified it, there is no impurity in it, it's very clean."

Karun shook his head and said, "It's not that I have any resistance in my heart, I just feel that it's not good to have no resistance at all, I want to brew some resistance."

Alfred suddenly realized, "I see..."

Subconsciously, he wanted to take out a small booklet from his pocket to make a record, but he controlled himself. Recording the young master's words and actions in front of him was a kind of disrespect, as if he was monitoring the young master.

Karun no longer hesitated, he raised the cup and drank the blue liquid inside. After putting down the cup, he leaned back in the chair, folded his hands in front of him, and closed his eyes.

Alfred stood facing the study door, Puerh stopped talking and sat on Kevin's back, carefully watching Karun's reaction.

Soon, Karun's face showed a little pain.

"Hiss..."

After taking a deep breath, Karun reached out and grabbed his chest.

Now, he felt that every beat of his heart was like someone hammering it with a hammer, and his body would tremble along with it.

However, Karun also knew that he needed to endure this period of time.

The pain lasted for about ten minutes. Karun's face was already covered in cold sweat, and his lips had turned pale.

At this time, the "impact" sound of the heart began to decrease from its peak, and the turning point was approaching. Although the pain had just weakened a little, Karun's mental state had greatly improved.

However, with the decrease of the "impact" sound, the frequency of the heartbeats also began to decrease.

Karun gradually realized that his body seemed to be placed in a vacuum container, and the pressure in the container was constantly decreasing. The strong sense of suffocation from both physiological and psychological aspects came over.

Because it was in front of his own people, Karun didn't need to hide anything, and all his feelings would be revealed. Therefore, although the others present saw Karun's pain, they were not particularly worried because they knew Karun's limit of endurance.

Karun clenched his hands, imagining that he was floating up quickly, wanting to stick his head out of the water and breathe fresh air.

It was unknown how long it had passed, and time seemed to have temporarily lost its meaning.

Until a crisp sound came from his chest, Karun felt that he had surfaced, opened his mouth, and began to breathe heavily.

When Karun completely calmed down, he sat up straight and placed his palm on his chest. A faint blue light appeared from the position of his heart.

When Karun turned his palm over, the water in the teacup on the desk floated up, as did the pen, the thermos, and so on. Karun slowly lowered his palm and everything returned to its place.

Then, the armor of the Sea God appeared on Karun's body. This time, the patterns and details on the Sea God's armor were several times clearer than before, from a rough and primitive style to a finely carved one.

Karun waved his hand and the Sea God's armor disappeared.

"It worked."

"Congratulations, young master!" Alfred placed his hand on his chest and bowed.

Kevin lowered his head and imitated Alfred's posture, bending his front legs.

Accidentally, Puerh fell off.

Puerh didn't scold Kevin, but laughed, "The Eye of the Dark Moon, the Heart of the Sea God, my dear Karun, are you going to enhance every part of your body in the future?

Next, the Hand of Light?

The Principle Brain?

The Elbow of Reincarnation?

The Whip of Order?"

Karun frowned.

Puerh immediately realized, "Oh, right, the Whip of Order is not a part of the body, and you don't have a whip on you."

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"Heh."

Karun stood up and said, "I'm going to take a bath and rest. The Heart of the Sea God needs to replenish energy."

Watching Karun leave the study, Puerh was a little puzzled, "Huh, his reaction just now seemed a bit strange, as if I said something wrong."

Alfred analyzed, "I think it might be because of the Whip of Order."

"What's wrong with the Whip of Order?" Puerh asked in confusion.

Kevin also turned his head curiously to look at Alfred, because it knew that Alfred not only studied the words and thoughts in the notebook, but also deeply pondered and diverged based on Karun's habitual use of words and special phrases that he often used. In other words, Alfred was studying another language, a language that only Karun understood.

No, it might even be a language created by Karun himself.Alfred gestured with his hand and said, "Whip, it's long, it should be a kind of euphemism. Combined with the honorific terms and extended meanings frequently used in Young Master's created language system, I think the word 'whip' in that language system might also represent the male private area."

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Kevin barked while raising his paw.

"Thank you."

Alfred bent down and shook hands with Kevin.

His analysis and research received affirmation, no, admiration from Lord Evil God!

Puerh blinked her eyes and muttered to herself, "Oh, in that case, he has a reason to be angry."

...

In the bathroom, Karun had already taken off his clothes and lay in the bathtub.

After obtaining the Heart of the Sea God, it was equivalent to having an additional reservoir in his body, apart from the original reservoir and the Dark Moon Eye reservoir. It also meant having three water outlets.

This kind of amplification effect was never a simple addition or subtraction, but multiplication.

In short, Karun had now lost the accurate basis for judging his own strength. If he had to compare, he really had the confidence to fight against the captain who used the power of light.

The outcome might not be good, and he might have a greater chance of losing because although the captain didn't have any other secrets, he had accumulated a lot of combat experience and had many accessories on him, which was not inferior to himself.

However, with the enhanced Dark Moon Blade and the upgraded Sea God Armor, he could give himself high attack and defense. In addition to his spiritual power reserves and his efforts to diligently practice various spells during meal times...

It would be difficult for the captain to easily defeat him.

Now, he was probably the most troublesome opponent in the eyes of any opponent without a generation gap.

Karun picked up a towel and wiped his face. Although his realm hadn't improved during this period, the increase in his strength was quite obvious.

He had been staying on the road all this time, seemingly not making any progress, but he had actually opened up several lanes more than others.

"Little Karun?"

Puerh's voice came from outside the bathroom.

"After you finish washing, don't drain the water. Doradora needs to take a bath."

"I know."

Karun got up, dried his body, and changed into his pajamas. Since he didn't soak for long this time, he casually infused some power of light into the bathtub.

Lying on the bed, Karun was about to drink some water and go to sleep. Doradora and Dorin came in carrying a basket containing bath products and clean clothes. After bowing to Karun, the two girls walked into the bathroom.

They were all family members, so there was no need to be too reserved or awkward. Karun covered himself with the blanket, lay down, and started to sleep. He had to replenish his energy as he would be participating in the final selection tomorrow and needed to make good use of his time.

After Doradora and Dorin finished bathing and came out wearing clothes, they couldn't help but stop and stand by the bed to look at Karun for a while.

They had a good impression of Karun because his appearance had brought them a better life, away from the torment of pain. Moreover, this brother was very handsome, even more attractive than the male celebrities in the photo albums. When they interacted with him in daily life, his behavior and actions were very comforting.

However, the two girls' feelings towards Karun were pure. They simply liked him and never thought about anything more.

When the two girls walked out of the bedroom, Lady Lake, who was standing at the door, looked at them helplessly. The two daughters also shyly lowered their heads. Seeing this, Lady Lake couldn't help but smile again.

She really liked her current life, peaceful and stable. The only regret was that sometimes she would think of that dead ghost at night.

Puerh sat in the kitchen while Shili made afternoon tea for her. Shili knew that the coffee she was brewing seemed to be unavailable in Rael. Last time, when the coffee ran out, she asked Mr. Alfred about the brand of coffee. She planned to buy it with her own salary and give it as a gift to the employer's family. However, Mr. Alfred smiled and said that only gold could be exchanged for this coffee, and they didn't recognize Rael.

Therefore, the maid knew that the daily expenses of the whole family combined couldn't compare to the cost of this Miss Cat's afternoon tea.

The Young Master really doted on it. He only drank cold water and never touched this coffee.

On this point, Shili misunderstood Karun. Karun simply hadn't learned to drink coffee in his previous life, so he only treated instant coffee as a refreshing tool. In this life, although he had the conditions, he was too lazy to force himself to learn to drink it.

"I, Big Butt."

At first, when Puerh called her that, Shili was frightened because a cat could actually speak.

Gradually, she became shy because the cat described her like that, and sometimes even said it in front of the Young Master.

Then, she got used to it because she knew that the Young Master liked to look at her butt, so she deliberately presented it in a pleasing angle in the morning.

But the fact that the Young Master only looked and didn't touch made the maid, who had just received a raise, feel guilty.The friend who grew up with her in the shantytown became a maid for a family and became the secret lover of the master. As a result, her monthly salary is less than one-third of her own, not counting various bonuses and subsidies.

So Shirley has always been grateful and feels very lucky and happy. She completely forgets how she endured so many scares and persisted in staying in this family if it weren't for the high salary and face.

Now, she is used to it.

For example, she can calmly respond to this elegant black cat:

"What can I do for you, Miss Puerh?"

"Under my training, your tea-making skills have improved a lot."

"Thank you for your praise, Miss."

"Hmm."

Puerh took a sip of coffee. Yes, even though it is a cat, it drinks coffee by sipping instead of licking.

Alfred's room has a study compartment, although it is not as large as the young master's independent study, it is enough.

There are three desks, and a small desk is used for account books, which record family income and expenses, including personal relationships.

Every holiday, such as the Allen Manor, the Lemar Pottery Museum, and the Guman family, Alfred will prepare gifts to send to those who have close contact with the young master. Even Karen himself does not know about this, and Alfred thinks that the young master does not need to know these trivial matters.

On the medium-sized desk are the notes left by Mr. Hofen and the spell books that Alfred transcribed and collected.

The largest desk is filled with Alfred's excerpts, insights, quotes, and analysis.

At this time, Kevin was lying on the large desk, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his dog nose, reading Alfred's analysis of Karen's unique language system.

Alfred turned on the radio, and the radio started playing a song recorded by Alfred himself, which was his favorite song.

"There has never been a savior, nor does it rely on gods and emperors..."

Kevin turned his head and looked at Alfred in confusion.

But Alfred rested his hands on his head, leaned back, and tilted the chair legs, looking comfortable.

"Woof?"

"Mr. Hofen once taught me that the greatest use of my eyes is to learn. I gradually understood the deep meaning of Mr. Hofen's words."

"Woof?"

"What I am studying is a great civilization."

...

Karen slept until four o'clock in the morning and was full of energy.

When he got up, he saw Puerh still lying on the bedside table, looking at love, and couldn't help but reach out and rub the fur under Puerh's neck.

Puerh has already gotten used to Karen occasionally treating it as a pet and stroking it. After all, he likes to make fish for his pets.

Seeing Karen wake up, Puerh pressed the bedside bell.

Karen got up, washed up, and changed into the oversized robe. He walked out of the bedroom to prepare breakfast.

When he entered the kitchen, Shirley was already busy inside, and a bowl of hot soup had just been served.

Karen picked up the spoon and took a sip, asking, "Who sent this?"

"Master, it was personally delivered by Mrs. Guman last night. Mr. Alfred has confirmed that you can drink this soup."

"Well, it tastes good."

Madam Tang Li must have come in person because Richard broke his leg and couldn't help running errands anymore.

Karen really has a good impression of this lady because he can feel that her feelings for him are pure and without any impurities. It also made him feel the warmth of family again, just like the warmth he felt from Uncle Mason and Aunt Mary when he left Rui Lan.

Breakfast was plentiful, with rice as the staple. After this meal, he had to go to the final selection, so he needed to replenish more energy.

After the meal, Karen started to take a walk, breathing the rare clear air in the morning. Only at this time, the air in York City would not make people feel irritable.

When he walked to the door of the store, he saw someone getting out of a taxi. It was Ventola.

Ventola came over with a bag in her hand and smiled, "My grandmother made some snacks for us."

"Have you had breakfast?" Karen asked.

"I have."

"Then take it with you and eat it on the way later."

"Okay."

A luxury car drove over, driven by Mr. Santos, and accompanied by Mrs. Aisley. They brought three large boxes of supplements for Puerh and Kevin.

Karen thanked them.

They didn't stay long, the couple immediately got in the car, but before the car drove away, a shadow appeared in the sky. Then, a figure jumped down from the falcon and landed steadily. It was Bart.

According to the regulations of the Divine Sect on the Knights Templar, the Knights Templar are not allowed to enter the area outside the military camp without an order.

Since the falcon did not land, it did not violate the rules.

Of course, this "using public resources for personal purposes" is already very clear.The Santos couple waved goodbye to their daughter, and Aisley also bid them farewell.

Bart was somewhat surprised. It was Aisley's parents who personally brought her here, which likely meant that Karun's status was even higher than his parents had predicted.

From then on, four out of the five slots in the York City region were filled. As for the sleepy girl, Philomena, who was left behind, she had long been excluded from this small group because she didn't fit in.

"Let's agree in advance, if the final selection method can be applied to team cooperation, then we will gather together. The requirement is simple, you don't need to sacrifice your own interests for others, but please don't actively trample on the interests of the other three people in our group.

Agreed?"

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

Alfred had been standing on the side. He heard the young master make a very broad verbal agreement. He knew more clearly that the reason why the young master was willing to take this trouble was because if the final selection was successful, or even if it was not, the young master would gain a relationship from Mr. Santos and the Knights.

As for Ventura, well, he was a member of the young master's future team.

After this selection is over, no, after the cycle of the gate of reincarnation is over, the young master will start to form his own team and establish his own power.

"It's about time, let's go to the examination room." Karun looked at Alfred, "You drive us there."

"Okay, young master." Alfred walked towards the second-hand Pons sedan.

"That car is too crowded." Karun said, "Choose a more spacious one."

"A more spacious one?" Alfred was stunned, "Young master, do you mean for me to drive..."

...

At the entrance of the administration building, Archbishop Wofflen led a group of bishops and senior priests to welcome the five candidates from this region. He had even prepared an inspiring speech, hoping that these young people would strive for progress and bring honor to this region.

Although his grandson Leon did not pass the selection, he had already adjusted his mood and understood his responsibilities.

However, these candidates seemed to be a bit late. How could they arrive just in time for such an important final selection?

Young people are ignorant, don't their elders know the importance?

Archbishop Wofflen sighed slightly in his heart. As a result, his speech time would have to be shortened.

"They're here!" Someone reported.

A ceremonial judge waved his hand: "Play the music!"

The band played a stirring melody, and the reporters also picked up their cameras to take pictures. These photos would be published in the "Order Weekly".

Then,

Under the gaze of the bishops and senior priests,

A hearse drove up.

...

"Why is there a ceremony?"

Karun was quite surprised. He just thought that it would be more spacious and comfortable for so many people to ride in a hearse, but he didn't expect to stand out.

The hearse stopped at the entrance of the administration building.

The band stopped playing, because under the backdrop of the hearse, any music would be out of tune at this time.

The whole scene was silent.

Karun and the other three got out of the hearse.

He clearly saw Archbishop Wofflen standing there, his face as stiff as old elm bark.

Ventura stepped back and stood at the end, Stone didn't dare to play anymore, he was always shy.

Aisley wanted to laugh, but she held it back. Her personality was too cheerful, and she was gloating at this moment, even though she was one of them.

Bart looked up at the direction of the dawn. At first, he was against Karun riding in a hearse, but he didn't dare to object. Now, they had made a fool of themselves.

The silence was broken by a reporter, who took the initiative to walk up with her press card and asked Karun, who was standing at the front:

"Hello, I'm Melie, a reporter from 'Order Weekly' based in York City. May I ask, why did you choose to ride in a hearse to participate in the final selection today? Is it because the York City region did not provide enough selection guarantees?"

Hearing this question, Archbishop Wofflen frowned.

Karun replied: "Because it has a special meaning, it is to show our determination to win."

"Show determination to win? Can you be more specific?" Melie asked further.

"Either win through the final selection, or be carried back in a coffin by a hearse."

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