Cursed Immortality

It was nighttime outside, and the sky seemed clean from any clouds.

The ground door leading toward Decker's hideout was currently opened, and smoke rose from it like a chimney.

On the underground floor,

Crude equipment was set up, and the fire was lit underneath the metal container, which had been made into a crude furnace. The red smoke rose from it as the crimson liquid was boiling.

Jacob stood there calmly observing as cursed immortality hovered in front of him.

He said, "So, Immortika, should I throw the heart inside now and close it?"

Jacob was very careful with this task of collecting heart essence. That was why he summoned the cursed immortality to seek its opinion on every single detail. He was also calling it 'Immortika' now since he didn't like always calling it cursed immortality.

He wasn't a chemist in his past life, but he had some very rich experience working with chemicals and active elements because of his profession and research, which was why he was able to build this crude distillation equipment from scratch.

Immortika replied in elated words, "Hehe, I never thought you would choose the little imp for your first target and abandon your morals so quickly. I'm impressed, and don't call me by that name. I'm Cursed Immortality!"

Jacob replied in vexation, "IMMORTIKA… can't you just answer my question? Don't you say you can't answer anything besides questions related to the book?"

Immortika replied, "Hehehe… I can't answer your question, but I didn't say I can't freely give my opinion on other unimportant things.

"As for the answer to your question, although that thing looked like it would explode at any time since it reached the sufficient temperature, I don't think there's a need to hesitate anymore.

"Just throw the heart into it and start the distillation after thirty seconds. You only need 100-milliliter of heart essence, so it won't take long even if that thing ends up exploding… hehe."

Jacob rolled his eyes, even though he knew the equipment was very unstable, and if he closed the lid, then it would become a bomb if it wasn't able to handle the pressure.

In the end, he inhaled a warm breath, and the moment a warm bloody heart appeared in his from his infinity pendant.

His infinity pendant can not only keep living things alive in it, but I can also keep things fresh, just like the moment they were stored in it, and it was perfect for storing food supplies. It's just that its space was too small for now.

Jacob glanced at Decker's heart he extracted this afternoon, and sighed. "You change my heart once, and now I'm holding your heart… and we're both doing it for immortality. How lamentable."

He threw the heart in the boiling blood and sealed the lid as smoke rose from the twisted metal tube and another tube.

Jacob waited over thirty seconds before he closed the twisted tube into the second container he prepared for distillation and let the other tube open to release some build-up pressure.

Jacob didn't stay close to it because if this thing exploded, he didn't want to be anywhere near it and enter the passage while closing the door.

Immortika wrote at this moment, "Five hours should be sufficient if that thing can hold this long, that is."

Jacob replied, "I know, but I also have confidence in something I built. It won't explode easily. Besides, the containers I used were all made of special materials from this world, and they were quite tough, so I won't think this much pressure could crack them up."

"Heh, pity, I won't be here to see the result. But you must remember to inject that heart essence within six hours after its extraction or store it inside the infinity pendant, or it will lose its effect, and you will get fewer benefits."

Jacob sighed and asked with some concern, "You sure with fifteen KG rare meat I got after slaughtering Decker and his heart essence, I'll be able to convert my body up to fifty percent? What about the hunger, or if that fellow was poisonous?"

The writing changed,

"Why are you fretting over it so much? Since you're unwilling to eat that guy's head, then it should help you about 45% to rebuild your body, and this tire-three heart essence will also convert your Immortal Mark into Cursed Mark up to 3% completion from 01% completion.

"As for your poison complaint, do you think you can be poisoned by a tier three species' meat after condensing a mutated immortal mark? Stop being a worrywart.

"Look at the bright side; your hunger problem will not be accrued for at least two years after this, and in the meantime, just hunt some other races outside there. It's time for you to leave this turtle shell. Let me see the liveliness of the outside world."

Jacob scoffed, "You just wanted to see me kill others, right?"

"So, what if I am? Don't forget without sacrifices, there won't be any gains, and it's not like you don't enjoy it yourself. I'm a perfect fit for you, so stop rejecting and suppressing your impulses. It will only get you killed by others."

"Heh, I'll do what I want. You're just a book, so act like one and vanish." Jacob sneered coldly before he closed the cursed immortality.

He didn't want to read more of this book's sarcastic remarks and preaching about killing.

Although it said nothing wrong, Jacob didn't want to be completely controlled and indulged in his inner impulses, or he would become a mindless killer.

Even if he enjoyed that feeling, this doesn't change the fact that he had rich life experience and knew what kind of result these nefarious urges would bring.

"I could suppress it in my whole past life, so controlling it in this life should not be a problem for me, either…"

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