Chapter 194: Awakened Ware

Chapter 194: Awakened Ware

Arix looked into the eager eyes staring back at her and nodded with determination. "I’m serious. I wouldn’t joke about something like this."

Hearing her confirm it, Quillan and Thaddeus lit up with excitement. Thaddeus even started to cry quietly, murmuring, "This is great, just great..."

Quillan, trying to keep his cool despite his excitement, asked carefully, "Arix, how do we go about this? Do you need us to do anything?"

Arix hesitated, unsure whether to share that she could grant ordinary people the ability to have Psychic Incarnation. Since discovering this power, she’d worried someone might misuse it. But thinking of the many Alliance soldiers who had given their lives, she began to doubt her silence.

Psychic Incarnation was like a double-edged sword. It had its risks, but it could also strengthen the Alliance and reduce casualties. Plus, once they rescued Phantom, the truth would come out anyway. It seemed wiser to let the leaders handle it.

With her decision made, Arix looked at Quillan and said firmly, "I can handle it myself. Only the Psychic Ware I create can bring Psychic Incarnations back."

"Really? Well, okay then," Quillan replied, a little disappointed there wasn’t more he could do to help.

Then his eyes brightened with an idea. "Can I watch?"

Arix shook her head, looking apologetic. "I’m sorry, but Psychic Ware isn’t solely my creation, so I can’t make that call. But I can ask my partner what he thinks."



Quillan nodded, understanding. "No worries, I was getting ahead of myself. Let’s focus on restoring your father’s Psychic Incarnation for now."

Arix nodded, agreeing. She then thought about the Psychic Ware that could create Psychic Incarnation.

After a moment’s hesitation, she decided to wait until her father recovered before revealing this information. She also needed to consult Talrin, her research partner, as she couldn’t have developed the Psychic Ware without him.

After considering it, Arix addressed everyone, "I’m going to start carving the Psychic Ware now. It will take about an hour."

"Take your time. Even if it takes all day, that’s fine," Quillan said warmly, smiling.

Thaddeus and Fleur nodded encouragingly. "Arix, do your best. It’s okay if it doesn’t work out," they reassured her.

Drexel remained silent, wrestling with his thoughts. First, there was the psychic healing potion, and now this Psychic Ware that could restore Psychic Incarnation. ’Is there anything Arix can not do?’ Even though they had the same parents, he felt so different. Drexel worried that if Arix kept being so amazing, he’d end up feeling inadequate.

Arix didn’t really mind whether Drexel gave her encouragement or not. After saying goodbye to her parents, she was ready to head to her room and start carving the Psychic Ware.

As she walked by Drexel, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Drexel?" Arix looked at him, puzzled.

Drexel held her gaze for a moment with a complicated expression. Then, he smiled and encouraged her, "Good luck, Arix."

He released her hand, and Arix smiled back. "Thanks, I’ll do my best," she replied before heading to her room.

Once his sister was out of sight, Drexel slumped onto the couch. In his mind, he asked his Psychic Incarnation, "Sheer, why is my sister so smart and talented?"

The big tiger in his psychic world had been napping. Hearing that question, he lazily opened one eye and teased, "Because when your mom was giving birth to you, all the intelligence went to your sister."

Drexel sighed internally. ’Yeah, forget I asked. Just go to sleep.’

In her bedroom, Arix sat at her study desk. She took out a Vita Crystal and a knife from her Space Button, placing them on the desk.

Before starting, she took off her opticomputer and set it about a meter away on the desk. She tapped the screen and sent a video call request to Talrin.

After a few rings, Talrin answered with a smile on his face. "Arix, what’s up?"

"Talrin, I’m about to start carving the Awakened Ware," Arix said, her voice steady.

Awakened Ware was the name she and Talrin had given to the Psychic Ware capable of creating Psychic Incarnation.

Hearing this, the smile vanished from Talrin’s face, replaced by a look of surprise. "Are you sure, Arix? This is serious stuff."

Arix felt a bit exasperated. Did she really seem like someone who would joke around about something this important?

"Talrin, I’m serious. I’m starting the carving right now," Arix said, showing him the Vita Crystal and the carving knife in her hands.



Talrin was silent for a moment, then finally spoke, "I’m sorry, Arix. I just didn’t expect we’d see the creation of the Psychic Ware capable of producing Psychic Incarnation so soon. It’s... surprising."

Arix nodded, understanding his reaction. Then she remembered something and asked, "Talrin, I’m thinking of sharing the method to create Psychic Incarnation with the Alliance. What do you think?"

"I have no objections. I never intended to keep it a secret. But Arix, make sure to mention my name when you announce it. My new association depends on it," Talrin said with a big grin.

Seeing him so excited, Arix couldn’t help but smile too. "Of course, Talrin," she agreed, feeling a little lighter.

After Arix and Talrin hashed out their plan, Talrin knew it was time to wrap things up.

"Alright, that’s settled then. I won’t keep you any longer, Arix. I’ll hang up now," he said, realizing Arix’s first Awakened Ware was likely for someone special, so he didn’t want to overstay his welcome.

"Okay, goodbye, Talrin," Arix replied politely.

With a nod and a smile, Talrin ended the call on the opticomputer and started to head upstairs. Just then, a delivery robot showed up at the newly patched door, which was held together with wooden planks.

The robot gave a polite knock on the door and said in a mechanical yet courteous voice, "Hello, Mr. Talrin, you have a package."

Curious, Talrin went to accept the package, wondering if it was from his master or fellow disciples. But when he opened it, he found some Vita Crystals and a blueprint for Psychic Ware inside.