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As complicated as it was, these substances that MF referred to as 'Strange Matter' did have some beneficial property and utterly detrimental property with the current escalating situation.

It was corroding her mana reactor.

"I already layered more protection so that anything inside won't escape." Foel furled her eyebrows, worried as she could see the distraught within MF's mind. "It might be something that I couldn't do much. If anything happens, just give me a signal."

"Don't be on the pins and needles, it's just your usual dangerous activity performed by a crazy genocidist."

Within the thick barrier dome, secluded from the rest of the land. MF constructed a path from the miniscule socket with a thin tube all the way through her mouth. This strange substance is highly contagious. In fact it had resulted in MF's death many times within the angel dimension.

The stored amount was extremely small yet MF felt that it began to affect the surrounding organs outside of the mana reactor, corrupting the cells into an extremely stable lumps of dangerous quarks that have a cosmic property within it, one of them was being annoyingly hard to reconvert back to a normal atoms.

She then meticulously transferred the molecular substances out through the small tube with her dense consciousness strings. The 'Strange Matter' did corrupted the atoms of the tube at high speed as it goes and the only thing that was stopping it was MF's soul tentacles herself.

Shining visibly in green despite the atomic size, MF held the dangerous substance mid air with her consciousness strings.

The patch of grass and flowers inside of the dome was quickly rotting as if the life force was sucked away due to the hazardous radiation.

Thankfully Foel knew one or two basic durability enhancement for MF's dress or else she would be naked again, which was equal to one more nickel for her if she ever tried to convert the numbers of time she was in a situation where she was utterly in a vulnerable state without clothing into that of a coin.

The substances were also impregnable and immovable if it was met with any kind of kinetic energy due to the perfectly stable state it was in. Surely, the defensive trait could be some of a use for MF if she was able to decrypt it.

"I didn't sense any mana, nor subconscious energy... Did you just spew an extremely radioactive object?" Foel said with her usual poker face, although she was extremely worried inside.

"I have no idea!" MF exclaimed in excitement and fear. Her thirst for knowledge had always been as contagious as the hazardous object she was manipulating. "The nature of this substance might be useful, although I definitely won't use or even create anything with this kind of stability to the point that the surrounding physical matter becomes heavily influenced to achieve the same state."

"Converting another matter into one of the same. Huh, I think there is also this high-tier spell that does the same. Maybe you could apply the trait to another object using your power."

"Hmm."

She pondered the destructive substance. Analyzing the structure and bio-chemical reaction and the cause of environmental hazards.

After she had finished with the appraisal, she immediately disintegrated the strange matter into normal matter. She then gained few active skills or capabilities that she could utilize—it was more of a knowledge but it was stored as such within MF's brain.

'Devouring Radiation' trait implementation acquired.

'Matter Converter Virus Agent' trait implementation acquired.

'Perfectly Stable State' trait implementation acquired.

"Definitely worth it," MF said with a tepid expression.

The 'Devouring Radiation' could be applied to her body part although she needed to either enhance her body cells or strengthen her skin as she wouldn't probably be able to control the radiation as much. Applying it onto an 'Anti-Personnel Spear' would create a 'Anti-Army Spear' that could destroy an entire raid if she raised the destructive radiation.

The 'Matter Converter Virus Agent' trait was a little bit trickier. The example of its uses would be attaching it onto her spear full of nanomachine-like blood cells to infect and turn the target into one, whether it was a living being or object that got struck, those things will be converted into the same matter.

If not used carefully, it could create environmental hazards that would be hard to fix.

Lastly, the 'Perfectly Stable State' trait. It would be hard to turn a matter into something impregnable without turning it into an amalgamation without heavy radiation, but she could probably use a nano polymerization technique to only create a small amount of barrier within the object she imbued for a very short amount of time.

It's like making a small connected hollow thread that will shock and absorb the impact of anything devastating. It won't be the exact same as the 'Strange Matter' but it could prove to be useful in the future, adding a defensive capability to her arsenal.

She then commenced the clean up for the infected physical matters within the secluded dome, ensuring that there will be no radioactive agent left on the scene.

"Meshia, I will be in seclusion for a day. It would be a waste if I didn't cultivate my mana within this flourishing land." Her eyes sparkled, her mouse ears twitched and it seemed like she also had her share of wish fulfillment due to her former crippled cultivation. "I will also try to appraise the divine artifact you gave me within that span of time."

MF gave her a gentle smile. "My dear, you know that you can even do it without my permission. Still, you're calling me Meshia… now that you mention it, the guilt is coming back."

It might be a spur of a moment, an anger, a greed and frustration of wanting to acquire something. MF couldn't still forgive herself for doing every bad deed she committed.

She knew the consequences perfectly. As long as it benefited her, she will push through that devilish path. She didn't feel any remorse when killing someone, but when it comes to Foel, she still feels the anxiety of hurting someone who changed her for the best.

When you're untouchable, you're unable to touch. Foel broke this kind of future and made MF be able to touch again, so it was only fair for the new Ouroboros to repay the kindness back as much as she could.

"I already know that it's a fake name, but it's the name that you introduced me to." Foel slightly tilted her head and gave her partner a reassuring smile. "You did a lot to me, you changed me from an unremorseful life abuser to a little mouse with hope, give yourself credit for once."

"... You developed your personality a lot in a short period of time, we didn't even reach a month and you've been clinging to me like we've been in relationships for years."

"Kekeke," laughed the tanomobi unorthodoxly. "My parents always told me to always hold onto a shiny thread. You're that shiny thread that I hold into."

MF began to fluster as her wife shoved her face to get closer in vision, sneering excessively.

"Huwaa, you're getting cheesier! I don't like it!" The mighty Ouroboros immediately made a gap of range as she began to concern the amount of future cheese attack from the escalating level of her wife's upperhand in conversation. "Urgh, letting you learn that 'Fiery Fire Of Molten Heart' cultivation law is a grave mistake! J-just you know! That being able to read my heart doesn't mean that you could just fondle it in any way!"

"Honestly, that will only make me want to tease you more, fufufu."

"Don't imitate me!"

Foel surely knew her boundary within all of the teasing, and MF didn't seem to hate it either, she was just not used to the emotion she had. Well, a familiar emotion. The cheeky tanomobi was her utmost treasure now.

"My, my. Didn't know that my lovely angel could blush this much."

"Uuuuh, just get on with your cultivation! I need a timeout!"

A troublesome treasure.

As the tanomobi wandered the land searching for the suitable place for cultivation. MF took out all of the Divine Artifacts within her possession.

Her halo dimly illuminated the surroundings, together with some friendly wisps that were curious of what the Domeniul Ceresc owner was doing. Without her nasty trident-like wings currently, she looked like a young angel in curiosity.

"A shield, a gauntlet, and a crown.. What a weird combination."