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Only after the infant wrapped in silver silk calmed down did he speak with considerable confusion:
"Even if I'd said it earlier, it wouldn't have done any good. When I met you, you'd already 'restarted.'"
"No. At that time, I was still Will Auceptin, without the surname Crees, and I had 'restarted' a very long time ago." The chubby baby wiped his tears. "Although it was still a while before adulthood, if I was willing to take a certain risk, it wasn't impossible to accommodate it. Given the luck I'd accumulated, I could have overcome that risk. But now the gap is far too wide, and there's no way to make up for it."
Klein thought for a moment, then said carefully:
"Maybe we could find an Angel of the Marauder pathway to steal your time and let you grow up faster?"
Will Auceptin was still a bit choked up, shaking his head:
"It's useless... They can't precisely steal my 'childhood' and 'adolescence.' Just having survival time taken away won't make me grow up; it only reduces the lifespan that was originally preordained... In the end, Will Auceptin Crees would die in infancy: born in June 1350, died in October 1350, living for four months..."
"But I've seen an example of accelerated aging from stolen time." Klein recalled what he had seen in
The chubby baby shook his head again:
"No, that was just a symbolic manifestation. If it were applied to me, this baby would start growing wrinkles, and my hair would turn white...
"If you really want to precisely steal my 'childhood' and 'adolescence,' only Amon could do it, and His true body would have to come personally..."
Saying this, the infant wrapped in silver silk and Klein fell silent at the same time. For a long time, no one spoke.
If Amon were summoned, what would be stolen might not just be "childhood" and "adolescence."
After a while, Klein didn't hide it and let out a sigh:
"Then let's set this aside for now. Still, I'd like to know where I can find a way to accommodate a 'Uniqueness.' If there's a chance to get one, I definitely shouldn't miss it. It might come in handy someday."
Will Auceptin took his hand away from his tears and sniffled:
"You don't need to ask anyone else. I actually already obtained the means a long time ago. It's just that the ones I know about can't be done. Otherwise, do you think I'm the President of the School of Life for nothing?"
"..." Klein was both surprised and curious. "Why can't they be done?"
Will Auceptin tugged at the small blanket in his carriage and said:
"There are three ways to accommodate a 'Uniqueness.' First, you are born with it, which essentially means the 'Uniqueness' is activated and fuses with human nature. Second, you activate the 'Uniqueness' to a certain degree, then forcefully draw it into your body and rely on the power of the Creator to suppress it, slowly grinding it down, adapting, and reaching balance over a considerable time. Third, you harmonize the 'Uniqueness' into an incomplete potion and consume it together with a simplified apotheosis ritual.
"The first method goes without saying — it's what those two brothers are envied for. The second method hasn't been achievable by anyone since the fall of the
"Emperor Roselle mentioned the first point in his diary; it was said by Mr. 'Door'... Does the second point mean that when the Ancient Sun God held multiple Authorities, He was essentially at least half a level, maybe even a whole level, above the current True
"What does 'depend on how Fate arranges things' mean? What does it have to do with me saying earlier that I would help you accommodate the 'Uniqueness'?"
Will Auceptin's chubby baby face showed an expression of profound feeling:
"The apotheosis ritual of the 'Fate' pathway might be the simplest... and it might be the most difficult.
"We just need to find the right opportunity in the torrent of Fate. Once we do, we can directly consume the potion and attempt to advance.
"But the problem is, that precise opportunity cannot be divined, cannot be prophesied, and cannot be locked onto by any method. You can only eliminate some interference and patiently experience life, seeking it out. I have 'restarted' who knows how many times, spent endless ages, yet I still, still haven't encountered it..."
At this point, the baby's tears dripped down again.
"Sounds so simple, but in reality, it's all about fate, all about luck..." Klein sighed, a sudden understanding dawning on him:
"When I said I would help you accommodate the 'Uniqueness,' did you vaguely grasp that opportunity?"
The chubby baby cried even more sadly:
"Although I haven't truly found it yet... I already had a certain premonition..."
"...So that's it... When Will Auceptin first contacted me, aside from hoping for the help of 'Yesterday Once More,' was he also pushed by luck? What a swindler..." Klein hummed in acknowledgment and said:
"Then there's nothing to be done..."
"Then you have to give me a few more of those charms!" Will Auceptin nodded emphatically.
"Alright." Klein responded without the slightest stinginess, adding, "You'll have to fold me a few more paper cranes."
After saying this, the infant wrapped in silver silk and he fell silent again at the same time.