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“Alright, then you must do as I say. I’ll pick an auspicious day and find you a good household to marry into, so just wait peacefully to be married off,” the three-eyed young senior chuckled heartily.

Tyrant Kindness: “…”

“Master, that joke was so cold I’m starting to freeze up,” the eyeball butler muttered quietly.

As soon as it finished speaking, it was impaled to the ground by a casual spear thrown by the three-eyed young senior, and blood spilled all over the place.

The master’s temper has been growing worse and worse lately, he’d go straight to physically stabbing it in the heart over trivial things, which is too irritable… This isn’t good.

As an excellent butler, it felt it should find a way to adjust the master’s state and improve his irritable mood.

[Maybe dietary therapy would help.] The eyeball butler thought to itself, it needed to check what the ruler of the Netherworld could take to make it easier for him to fall asleep.

When a person becomes extremely drowsy, they begin to become lethargic, and even an irritable disposition can improve.

The three-eyed young senior cleared his throat and said, “Since you agree—”

“No, I won’t marry.” Tyrant Kindness hastily said.

Three-eyed young senior: “…”

I was joking before, but now I’m seriously discussing the issue!

“Shut up and listen to the rules of this trial,” the three-eyed young senior said.

Self-Corpse Overlord quickly covered Tyrant Kindness’s mouth—Senior Three-Eyes seemed in a really bad mood today, he might really be having his ‘time of the month’.

“The memory fragments stored in my Companion Magic Device are similarly vast, barely lesser than mine… And since it is not a biological being, its way of reading memories is different from ours, so the way it processes memories is also unlike us,” the three-eyed young senior began explaining.

His Companion Magic Device doesn’t remember things chronologically, it often starts with the beginning A, skips the middle sections C and D, and jumps directly to section E, but sometimes it unpredictably leaps back to section B from J.

To sum it up, it’s a total mess.

However, it obviously has a special program to read its memories, no matter how chaotic the memories are, it can neatly piece them together on its own.

Apart from itself, it’s extremely difficult for outsiders to read its memories, requiring not only the ability to read but also to piece memories together… Top-notch reading comprehension is a must.

Sometimes, you have to fill out the story with your imagination; sometimes you have to sort out the jumbled memory sequences; other times, you still have to delve deep into the Companion Magic Device’s psyche, to deduce the underlying meanings of its memories.

This undoubtedly added difficulty to Song Shuhang’s challenge.

Tyrant Kindness listened while nodding silently—this wasn’t too challenging for him.

His main body, Song Shuhang, enjoyed reading, particularly squatting in a rental bookshop to read.

Sometimes the books in the rental shop would be missing several volumes from a set, leaving gaps when he was reading.

Over time, his main body developed the ability to read books non-sequentially. Even if the order was flipped, starting with 1, 2, 5, then going back to fill in 3 and 4, it did not impede the reading experience.

And as the Three Corpses Avatar of the main body, he naturally inherited this foundational ability.

“Here are the rules of the competition: I give you half an hour to thoroughly absorb the memory content stored in the Companion Magic Device. After half an hour, I will extract 50 questions from the vast memory bank for you to answer,” the three-eyed young senior announced.

“How many correct answers count as passing?” Tyrant Kindness asked.

“Two points per question, get thirty correct for a passing score of sixty. If you answer all correctly, not only will I cooperate with you to study the ‘Scholarly Sage’s Eye’, but I will also give you an additional precious treasure,” the three-eyed young senior stated, tapping the armrest of his chair.

“What treasure?” Tyrant Kindness’s eyes gleamed.

“The details of an ‘immortality path’ that no one has practiced yet and where a seat of longevity still remains vacant,” said the three-eyed young senior. “Although you’ve already stepped onto the path of immortality, surely there must be others around you who would need such a complete ‘Will of the Heavens’ detail.”

Tyrant Kindness immediately thought of Senior White.

Only with the Scholarly Sage’s Eye complemented by an immortality path can one inherit the innate skills of the Sage.

Senior White would need to consume a path to immortality at that time.

“Full marks, it’s mine!” Tyrant Kindness declared with boundless bravado.

“Very good… that’s the spirit I want,” the three-eyed young senior chuckled.

What if Tyrannical Song doesn’t perform well and ends up losing to him?

Therefore, it is imperative to support Tyrannical Song, to ensure he wins this round and takes him to study the Sage’s eyeballs!

“Since you agree with the rules and the competition items, let’s sign the ritual now,” the three-eyed young senior urged while the iron was hot.

He couldn’t wait to study the Saint’s eyeballs.

“The ritual can be established at any time, my betting stake is a living immortal, gambling chips Demon Emperor Og!” Tyrant Kindness announced.

Demon Emperor Og: “…”

What the hell is a ‘gambling chips Demon Emperor’ title?

Is this really Tyrannical Song’s ‘Good Corpse’ manifestation?

Where’s the kindness?

Where’s the conscience?

When you pronounced the title ‘gambling chips Demon Emperor,’ did your kindness and conscience not hurt?

“Our betting stake is [assisting Tyrannical Song in researching the Scholarly Sage’s Eye] and the full-mark reward [complete information on the way to immortality] one piece,” the three-eyed young senior declared.

The glow of the ritual appeared at the feet of Tyrannical Song’s Tyrant Kindness clone and the three-eyed young senior; the contract was established.

As for the Self-Corpse Overlord beside them, it was accidentally omitted.

——Originally, the three-eyed young senior planned to have both Song Shuhang’s Good Corpse and Self-Corpse enter the gambling, with both manifestations synchronizing the reading of memories for added security.

But in the moment the gambling ritual started, for some reason, he just forgot about the Self-Corpse.

The uninformed Self-Corpse Overlord still thought that the ritual could only be conducted one-on-one and didn’t think much of it.

“So, Senior, how do I read the memories of your Companion Magic Device?” Tyrant Kindness rubbed his hands together and asked.

He was somewhat eager to see the memories related to the three-eyed young senior.

“Just stretch out your hand and place it upon it,” the three-eyed young senior said, handing over his ‘eyeball Companion Magic Device’.

“Then, Senior, start counting,” Tyrant Kindness approached the Companion Magic Device, hand ready.

“Begin!” The eyeball butler coughed up blood and pressed the timer.

Tyrant Kindness extended his hand and placed it on the eyeball Companion Magic Device.

In the next moment, his consciousness was drawn in, pulled into a vast and boundless space—this immense cosmic space was the memory of the Companion Magic Device!

Tyrant Kindness’s consciousness was drawn, his body seemingly going asleep, leaving behind only some inherent reactions.

Some instincts would not stop because one was sleeping, such as a normal person’s breathing.

For instance, the ‘Hand Slip’ that was about to become a familial trait passed down through the generations and etched into the genes of the Tyrannical Song family.

The palm of Tyrant Kindness’s hand that was touching the Companion Magic Device quietly slipped.

A flash of bright light glimmered quietly…