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As always, Wayne prepared for the ritual: a cleansing bath, fresh clothes, incense, and a carefully arranged altar. But just as he was about to open the chests, a thought struck him. He was no longer the same person. The beautiful Lady of the Lake, Lilith, was now his lover. It would be remiss not to seek her blessing for these treasures he had accumulated. Besides, it had been months since their last encounter; she must be missing him dearly.
Action followed thought. With his home a mere stone's throw from the city wall, and the hour still early, Wayne took flight on his magic carpet, soaring out of Vizima unnoticed.
Within half an hour, he reached Black Tern Island on the shores of Lake Vizima. The speed of his enchanted transport never ceased to amaze him.
This aerial view of the island was a first for Wayne. He guided the carpet in a slow circle, marveling at the landscape below. Eventually, he located his destination and descended upon the picturesque lake where the Lady of the Lake resided.
The scenery remained as breathtaking as ever, but Lilith was nowhere to be found. Unfazed, Wayne shed his clothes, revealing his powerful, sculpted physique, and stepped into the cool water.
As if on cue, before Wayne could venture further into the lake, Lilith's radiant figure materialized in its center. Heeding his earlier request, the Lady of the Lake was no longer clad in her usual ethereal garb, but adorned in a flawless white gown, pure as clouds. Her long, golden hair cascaded down her back, framing her serene, lake-water eyes. The sight of her was truly otherworldly.
Most would be awestruck by such divine beauty, hesitant to approach. But Wayne, who shared an intimate bond with the goddess, felt a different kind of fire ignite within him. He strode towards her, his steps resolute.
Lilith, observing Wayne's naked form, tilted her head in confusion. Why had her knight appeared unannounced, and unclothed? What was his intention?
Ever thoughtful, she noticed Wayne's body beginning to sink into the water. With a gentle raise of her arm, she enveloped him in divine energy, allowing him to walk atop the lake's surface.
Before Lilith could inquire about his visit, Wayne's warm breath washed over her, his strong arms enveloping her in a tight embrace. His lips found hers, his hands exploring her chest and hips, and her pristine white gown drifted to the lakebed, forgotten.
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Wayne returned to his room under the cover of darkness. The day's passionate encounter had not only earned him a full day of Lilith's lucky blessing, but also elevated his Divine Blessing skill to level two. Were it not for the time constraint of the lucky day, he would have gladly remained in the goddess's company.
After another bath, change of clothes, and incense offering, Wayne began the ritual of opening the treasure chests, armed with the Lady of the Lake's blessing.
Ding!
100 ordinary chests opened.
Obtained: 1523 orens, five Swallow potions, a scroll of Holy Light.
Wayne was elated. The combined luck of the lucky day and the goddess's blessing was paying off. Not only had he received the maximum possible orens, but also two useful items. It was an auspicious start.
Ding!
100 ordinary chests opened.
Obtained: 1486 orens, a flawless ruby, mammoth cheese.
Ding!
100 ordinary chests opened.
Obtained: 1543 orens, five Skeleton Archer summoning scrolls, ten iron bombs.
Ding!
100 ordinary chests opened.
Obtained: 1588 orens, a bottle of wraith essence, ten kilograms of dragon dung.
Ding!
100 ordinary chests opened.
Obtained: 1498 orens, a lesser soul gem, ten kilograms of irradiated crab meat.
Ding!
100 ordinary chests opened.
Obtained: 1500 orens, ten Skeleton Mage summoning scrolls, five premium Gwent cards.
Ding!
63 ordinary chests opened.
Obtained: 1022 orens, a bag of genetically modified super corn seeds.
With all 600+ ordinary chests opened, Wayne was pleased with his luck. On average, every hundred chests yielded two additional items. Disregarding their quality for the moment, this meant over 10 items in total, plus over 10,000 orens—a bountiful harvest indeed.
Among the items, twenty were Skeleton summoning scrolls. Combined with his existing Skeleton Warrior scroll, Wayne mused that he could perhaps play the role of a necromancer, summoning hordes of skeletal minions to overwhelm his foes.
The assortment of items was eclectic, to say the least. Rare Gwent cards unique to this world, iron bombs from Azeroth's goblins, even mutated irradiated crab meat from the Wasteland—the variety was staggering. Some items were keepers, while others had a limited shelf life.
Two items in particular, the wraith essence and dragon dung, left Wayne puzzled. The system description mentioned the former being used in intelligence-enhancing potions, but offered no recipe. The latter was supposedly a repellent for wild animals and insects.
However, the final reward item, the bag of genetically modified super corn seeds, was a delightful surprise. Hailing from the Cyberpunk 2077 universe, these seeds were a hardy crop designed to thrive in the polluted, desertified landscapes of the future. Though not known for their flavor, they boasted exceptional resilience, capable of growing in harsh conditions and yielding multiple harvests per year.
The genetically modified super corn was a top commodity in the Cyberpunk world, used to create cheap food for the masses. If Wayne could find suitable land for cultivation, he could not only profit handsomely but also alleviate famine-stricken regions.
Pushing aside these exciting thoughts, Wayne refocused. It was getting late, and over twenty expert chests remained unopened. He had to act before his luck ran out at midnight.
There weren't enough expert chests for another hundred-chest spree, so he decided to open them in batches. As soon as the thought crossed his mind, the system chimed.
Ding!
10 expert chests opened.
Obtained: 1488 orens, Harry Potter's invisibility cloak, the Weasley family's expandable tent.
Wayne had been expecting something good, but this result left him momentarily speechless. The system had gone rogue, pilfering Harry Potter's invisibility cloak and the Weasleys' prized possession. Hadn't it made life harder for the orphaned Harry and the struggling Weasley family?
If these thefts occurred after the events of Harry Potter, it wouldn't be a big deal, just a loss of sentimental items. But if they happened before the story began, it could drastically alter the plot.
However, Wayne's conscience remained untroubled. As a man of flexible morals, he felt no remorse for two strangers. Besides, the system's actions were just speculation on his part. The truth was anyone's guess.