The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 144 - Simulation, Commence! (2/3)

“Yes.” Avena nodded. After considering her wording, she explained:

“‘Uniqueness’ items appearing or being contained by some organization, this news will definitely be suppressed with full force. If the news leaks, it will cause great impact, whether for ordinary people or transcendents, the impact is fatal.”

“Those originally dormant Ascenders, thinking there’s no hope in this lifetime, will become active again, desperately trying to complete originally impossible Reconstitution Rituals, or start frantically searching for news about ‘Uniqueness’.”

Speaking here, Avena paused slightly, shook her head, and continued, “Just Ascenders wanting to complete Reconstitution Rituals is already catastrophic, let alone not knowing how many Ascenders want to complete Reconstitution Rituals.”

“Especially some paths...”

“War, Plague, Calamity, Massacre...”

Speaking here, Avena paused slightly again, then reached out, picked up the note, placed it on the nearby candlestick to light it, watching the paper slowly burn away in her hand.

Beside her, Ciel’s expression froze slightly upon hearing this... She had thought the impact of “Uniqueness” was significant, but didn’t expect it to be this severe.

“Why, what do they want ‘Uniqueness’ for?” Ciel asked.

And Avena, instead, looked somewhat puzzledly at Ciel.

Just now, seeing Ciel’s expression, she was already prepared for Ciel to tell her a world-shattering secret—Avena was even guessing just now if that “Uniqueness” was in the hands of the organization behind Ciel.

But now it seems, Ciel seems completely unaware of what “Uniqueness” is...

This instead made Avena sigh in relief.

If Ciel really said “Uniqueness is in my hands,” it would probably scare Avena directly into fainting—she couldn’t possibly protect Ciel, she couldn’t, not even if the entire Roswell family was involved.

“You know there are sixteen paths in total, do you know how many tiers each path has? And the end point of the path...” Avena asked tentatively.

“Don’t know.” Ciel shook her head very honestly.

Yes, Ciel had no idea what the upper limit of transcendent levels was.

According to her imagination’s limit, it should be Tier 1-4 are transcendents, then breaking through Tier 4 into Tier 5, they are called Ascenders. Only further up... Ciel didn’t know what it would be.

“(Old Ansu) Fourfold transformation, fourfold ascension, final sublimation.”

Avena spoke, uttering a string of Old Ansu phrases resembling poetry, then said, “In the books I gave you, one of them should have recorded this description, but with so many books, you probably haven’t seen that...”

“I saw it,” Ciel nodded, saying, “But isn’t this a poem about the Chaos Era? This is the thirty-ninth stanza.”

Avena was slightly stunned upon hearing Ciel’s words, then looked up at Ciel.

How does she even know which stanza it is? Like those church believers who recite the scriptures backwards.

Ciel, at this time, began pondering that poem again.

Ciel basically skipped over such poems. She crammed vocabulary forcefully, wouldn’t deliberately think about the meaning, prioritizing practicality.

After all, the situation was urgent before; needed to master more Old Ansu vocabulary as quickly as possible, no time for detailed reading and thinking.

Thinking back now, the system indeed mentioned the word “ascension”...

If Ascenders correspond to ascension, then transcendents correspond to transformation.

Fourfold transformation corresponds to transcendent Tier 1-4, fourfold ascension corresponds to Ascender Tier 5-8?

And there’s a final sublimation, is that Tier 9?

“Nine tiers in total?” Ciel asked.

“Yes.” Avena nodded, “Heard that to advance to the 9th tier, ‘Uniqueness’ is necessary as a potion material, and ‘Uniqueness’ is unique...”

“One path, only one Tier 9 will appear?” Ciel seemed to vaguely understand something.

“Yes.” Avena nodded, unconsciously lowering her voice, “Final sublimation, is...”

“God.” Ciel spoke, completing the last word for Avena.

God... huh?

No wonder those Ascenders would be so crazy. They all want to obtain “Uniqueness,” all want to become gods...

“But...” Ciel couldn’t help asking, “How do they know if the appearing ‘Uniqueness’ belongs to their path? What if they get it and it’s not the ‘Uniqueness’ of their path, wouldn’t it be all for nothing?”

What Ciel didn’t expect was that her question made Avena, who was originally explaining things to Ciel, freeze.

She blinked, hesitated for a moment, then looked at Ciel and asked, “There’s more than one ‘Uniqueness’?”

Hm?

Ciel reacted.

These transcendents and Ascenders think ‘Uniqueness’ is a unique item or material in the entire world?

One piece of “Uniqueness” material... isn’t even enough to fix Ciel’s watch.

“Uniqueness” definitely isn’t limited to this “Overlimit Gear” she holds.

“No, I was just saying randomly.” Ciel shook her head.

Regarding Ciel’s explanation, Avena was half-believing, half-doubting.

Words coming from Ciel’s mouth, no matter how outrageous, Avena would choose to believe at least half—perhaps this was the impression Ciel previously gave Avena—Ciel wouldn’t say things she wasn’t sure about.

The organization behind Ciel might hold many undisclosed secret pieces of information.

“Still need to pay attention to personal safety recently.” Avena reminded, “If not necessary, don’t go out alone.”

This was also Avena reminding Ciel, preventing Ciel from running off somewhere unknown again without a word.

Normally, Avena rarely talked with so many people during banquets. But after learning about the matter on the note, Avena felt a slight sense of urgency.

Even if not for herself, for Ciel, Avena also wanted to accumulate more wealth before the turmoil arrived, preparing for unforeseen needs.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll continue handling these matters.” After Avena finished speaking, she shifted her attention back to the notepad before her.

“Good luck.” Ciel nodded, then picked up a dip pen from the table, walked beside the sofa. Silver light flickered in her hand, taking out the “Endless Manual of Instant Forgetfulness,” began thinking.

She planned to conduct a simulation after midnight.

And the goal of this simulation was very simple, didn’t even require her simulated self to do anything special.

She just wanted to see the subsequent development after separating and fusing “Uniqueness.” If there were no major changes, Ciel wouldn’t look for trouble herself.

If possible, best use this long period to collect some relatively rare potions, so she could try completing Reconstitution Rituals and collecting save files when she passed by.