[Success in crafting, you obtained: Self-Sacrifice Potion ×1.]

[Self-Sacrifice Potion]

[Effect: Upon consumption, allows the Deputy Tier Extraordinary to enter a state of Half-Differentiation.]

[Explanation: A highly special potion, inherently dangerous, yet an indispensable step in the progression of an Extraordinary.]

The effect of the Self-Sacrifice Potion is minimal.

After all, it is fundamentally just an auxiliary potion, essentially different from Magic Potion.

"Angel Potion Recipe..."

After Rogel muttered to himself, he opened the Faith interface and glanced around.

The Power of Faith should be sufficient...

But the problem is, a lot of this Power of Faith is "public funds," whether it’s Magrela’s Believers Tier elevation, or various grants in Black Tide City, all consume vast amounts of the Power of Faith.

Not to mention the early stage of Black Tide City still requires massive input without profit...

Thus, Rogel currently cannot misappropriate "public funds" for researching the corresponding Angel Magic Potion for himself.

"If this were a Spirit of Faith, this much Power of Faith would be enough to create an angel directly... yet for an Extraordinary, it only results in a recipe..."

"Seems the further it progresses, knowledge becomes pricier."

Rogel couldn’t help but shake his head.

After researching the Angel Potion Recipe, he still needs to find materials, which is very troublesome.

As for finding ready-made Magic Potion or Angel Potion...

Comparatively speaking, Rogel feels more reliable doing it himself.

After all, combining insights from "Ah Zhi" and the secrets of the Laine Langdon Clan, he has realized something.

That is, the Power of Authority at higher Tiers cannot be exchanged.

For example, Rogel following the Path of Calamity and Destruction cannot become an angel like Heisatan through a corresponding Magic Potion from the Path of Mystery and Fear.

Only one choice is in front of him—Calamity and Destruction.

Any Angel Potion not corresponding to his Path is poison to him.

The further he advances, the narrower the path gets.

Of course, changing paths isn’t impossible, but it requires some rituals that Rogel hasn’t understood, nor does he plan to change.

It’s just three demigods, kill one and it’s done.

It’s not as if he hasn’t killed them before.

Besides, he hasn’t even ascended to angel yet, considering these things why.

Thinking about this, Rogel returned from contemplation to reality.

At this time, he is in the planting area.

He hasn’t watered the Exotic Grape Species for a few days, not because he didn’t want to, but time didn’t allow.

Previously, he had many things to handle in Black Tide City, only after sorting them could he peacefully return to Gelin for remote command.

After watering, a familiar movement appeared.

[Congratulations, the third fruit of Exotic Grape Species has matured.]

Rogel, already expert, glanced at the Exotic Grape Species and queried a dialogue.

This Exotic Grape Species is quite ordinary.

Personality ordinary, answers ordinary, appearance ordinary.

So ordinary that Rogel found it curious.

However...

He shrugged, who cares, as long as there are fruits.

Then, he picked up the fruit and started examining its specific functions.

[Knowledge Grapes]

[Type: Special Artifact]

[Quality: Purple]

[Special Effect: Upon use, increases the current Level of seven users. (Limit to below Angel Tier)]

[Negative Effect: Within a week, users cannot gain Level through any method.]

[Explanation: A very powerful grape containing abundant knowledge, to help users enhance Level rapidly.]

Indeed a very ordinary grape.

Rogel shrugged, gently stroked the leaves of Exotic Grape Species, then he reached the deck and took out a fishing rod.

Since idle, better to go fishing.

The water quality in the Mire of Decay seems a bit odd, doesn’t it?

Wonder what can be caught.

...

[You caught: Rotting Human Face Turtle ×1.]

Rogel’s face turned dark.

Then he kicked it back like playing soccer.

Plop.

Water splashed, a brief black hole emerged in the swampwater full of green scum, then it closed again.

What kinds of things are being fished up.

Even turtles resembling a rotting human face appeared.

"Again."

Rogel refused to accept defeat, casting the rod again.

Then, the ever-grateful fisherman greeted a wave of unsatisfactory catches.

[You obtained: Swamp Ink River Dolphin ×1.]

[You obtained: Pirate’s Stinky Leather Boots ×1.]

[You obtained: A used black pantyhose ×1.]

[...]

Fishing in Mire of Decay feels like searching for tasty things in a slop bucket.

Inevitably catching a heap of trash, or some poisonous snakes and insects, very poor.

Honestly, even Heisatan didn’t feel great in swampwater.

This seawater is no different from corpse water.

Fortunately, Rogel can choose not to receive part of Heisatan’s perception, he’s no glutton for punishment.

After tossing away another stinky leather boot, he took a breath.

"One last cast!"

I just don’t believe I can’t catch good stuff!

Rogel thought to himself.

His Fishing Skill Level isn’t considered low now, but the "Golden Legend" caught so far could be counted on one hand.

He doesn’t know if it’s due to his bad luck, or the low probability in sea fishing.

However, in this last cast, he felt a sixth sense as though he would catch something good.

[You caught: Face of the Shield Giant ×1.]