Kane lay on the small bed in his room.
As it was daytime, Kane did not light the oil lamp in the room.
But the room was still somewhat dim.
All the light came from a small window in the upper left corner of the room, surrounded by walls made of slightly polished stone blocks, without any decoration.
He lay on the bed, staring at the gray-black, rough ceiling.
Not knowing what his mind was thinking about.
He reached into his space equipment, searching for a while in the area where precious items were stored, then took out a brilliant sphere like the night sky.
[Breathtaking Starry Sky]
[Attributes: Slightly increases - Charm]
[Explanation: When a dungeon dissipates, the night sky shatters first, turning the broken night sky into treasures.]
Holding the gemstone against the ceiling, he watched as the night sky on the gemstone slowly flowed, like a river, dark and graceful. It was adorned with specks of starlight, moving gently with the river.
Looking at the gemstone in his hand, inspiration and ideas began to flood Kane’s mind.
The sparks of inspiration flashed crazily in his mind, bringing Kane countless quirky ideas.
He held the gemstone steadily in his hand, and then magic power began to slowly flow out from his palm, surrounding the gemstone with a transparent structure.
A transparent ring firmly fixed the gemstone, which then extended a long, chopstick-like rod behind it.
The magic circuit began to construct within it. This gemstone was not just simple attributes and beautiful appearance; it also contained powerful magic power within.
Finally, a transparent hairpin was inlaid with a slowly rotating black gemstone.
Of course, ordinary people couldn’t see the transparent hairpin; they could only see a spherical gemstone like the night sky, slowly rotating in the air, showcasing its charm.
Looking at this item, it was as if he was under a starry sky.
Feeling the magic power emanating from the item in his hand, Kane used appraisal.
[Under the Starry Sky]
[Slightly increases - Charm]
[Provides minimal mental protection]
[Introduction: The first work of a future master (smile), made from the essence of a dungeon; filled with the rich emotions of the creator.]
Thanks to the system for its confidence in my future, but that smile was unnecessary.
However, this also indirectly validated his origin skills, combined with enhancement from the [Golden Cauldron], indeed proving the possibility of creating magic items.
Even if unable to completely create, it was possible to modify certain magic items to a certain extent.
But now, this was not the focus.
Magic power continued to pour from both hands, and Kane conjured a square iron box, which was slowly engraved with some intricate patterns.
These patterns simply described the acquaintance and experiences of a centaur and a human.
The entire surface of the iron box shimmered like a mirror, as if patiently polished by someone.
After finishing all this, Kane wiped the sweat off his forehead.
He opened the iron box and finally placed [Under the Starry Sky] inside it securely.
Then he quietly approached the door of his room and peeked outside.
Using Eagle Eye, he scanned the room’s condition; Kreya and Lilulu were each in their respective rooms, confirming that everyone was quietly staying in their rooms.
Kane quietly sneaked to Kreya’s room.
Standing at the door, he reached out and gently knocked on the door.
Inside the room, Kreya was sitting at the edge of her bed, maintaining her weapon.
Hearing the knock, she instinctively sensed who was outside the door.
Realizing it was Kane, albeit slightly surprised, she quickly stuffed her weapon and maintenance tools into her space equipment, tidied her clothes.
Once she confirmed everything was in order, she got up and went to the door to open it.
As soon as the door opened, Kane saw Kreya’s expressionless face; she seemed still upset.
However, Kreya was no longer angry with Kane; she just didn’t know how to handle Kane’s sudden visit, so she chose to remain expressionless, responding appropriately to the situation.
"Is there something you need?"
Listening to Kreya’s calm voice, Kane did not respond.
Instead, he calmly entered, then peeked out the door to ensure his companions were quietly in their rooms, before quietly shutting the door.
Seeing Kane’s behavior, Kreya’s originally blank face couldn’t maintain composure anymore.
What is he trying to do?
What... What should I do?
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Countless thoughts and ideas flooded her mind as she contemplated and thought.
Kreya’s face grew increasingly red, with even strands of steam appearing from her head.
When Kane closed the door and turned around, he saw Kreya turning her head away.
All he could see was her profile and one ear, all flushed red.
Seeing this, Kane smiled knowingly but didn’t explain much; he simply walked to Kreya’s bed and sat down.
Noticing Kane’s actions, Kreya widened her eyes, her whole body trembling slightly.
"Do you... do you want to do something?"
Like a murmuring mosquito, the words reached Kane’s ears; had he not focused on Kreya, he might not have heard what she was saying.
But even having heard, Kane pretended not to and asked, "Huh? What did you say?"
"I said... what do you want to do?"
Kreya, feeling a bit reckless, forced herself to face Kane squarely.
Watching Kreya fake composure while her whole face was slightly red, Kane’s face was filled with smiles.
"Why are you smiling? You can’t smile!"
Seeing Kane’s expression, Kreya knew she couldn’t feign calmness any longer. Furious and embarrassed, she charged, reaching out to strike Kane.
Kane leaned aside slightly to dodge, then grabbed her hand.
Feeling Kane grabbing her hand, Kreya tried to pull her hand away, but realizing he held it tightly, she stopped struggling.
Kreya completely buried her face in her chest, like an ostrich, seemingly trying to avoid Kane’s gaze and not let him see her awkwardness.
His hand, clutching Kreya’s wrist, slid down to hold Kreya’s hand, feeling the smooth, tender palm of Kreya.
Although she had practiced martial arts for years, her palm seemed to have no calluses. Well, it made sense; after all, this was a world beyond ordinary.
Kreya did not respond to any of Kane’s series of actions.
With her head buried somewhere, her mouth kept whispering complaints about Kane’s behavior.