I have a Synthesizer

Klein looked at the bartender's communicator. It wasn't the first time he'd seen one. It seemed like a lot of people had them, but the Jay's hadn't issued them, and Lance hadn't mentioned it to him.

It seemed this thing wasn't issued by Jay's as a matter of course. If he had time, he'd have to get one himself. He just didn't know how much it would cost.

Soon, the Alian the bartender had mentioned arrived. He was a somewhat unkempt man. Klein thought, was he perhaps too engrossed in his research?

While Klein was distracted, Alian had already extended his hand.

"Hello, I'm Alian, a summoner and part-time magical beast breeder."

Klein reached out and shook his hand.

"Klein, an arcane mage."

Alian nodded. Hiding one's identity was too common in Jay's.

"I roughly know what you want. Come with me. You'll have to choose the specific products yourself."

Klein raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

"Referring to them as products?"

… …

Like Klein, Alian rented a room as his living quarters and laboratory.

As soon as he entered, Klein smelled a pungent odor.

Jay's rental rooms all had magical air purification devices. For there to still be such a strong smell, it must be because the odor here was too concentrated.

Feces, blood, and sweat were completely mixed together. Even the air purification device couldn't completely eliminate it.

Alian smiled as he looked at Klein's frown.

"The smell is a bit strong, but don't worry. The products are all my masterpieces. The quality is absolutely guaranteed."

Klein nodded. The quality of the magical beasts was indeed what he was concerned about. Alian had already begun introducing the magical beasts he had bred.

"Sawtooth, with huge teeth and claws, is ferocious. Ordinary Rank 1 magical beasts are as weak as swine before it."

"Leopard-tailed Crow…"

Alian introduced several in a row. Klein was quite satisfied with them, but the one that satisfied him the most was the last one.

"Hate, strong, fast, fierce, with the potential to advance to a Rank 2 magical beast."

Klein stared at this Hate beast for a while. He could feel the Hate beast's strong hostility towards him.

Just when Klein thought it was only baring its teeth, Hate had already begun to attack the cage.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Suddenly, Hate opened its mouth, and the tongue inside shot out through the iron cage like a bullet.

"Whoosh!"

"Careful." Alian knew Hate was very dangerous, but usually, it was relatively docile in his presence.

He couldn't understand why Hate had such great hostility towards Klein.

"Snap!"

Klein casually grabbed the incoming tongue. Bone covered his palm, and shadows spread across his arm.

The Hate, its tongue corroded by the power of shadow, let out a miserable "Woo…"

Klein didn't let go. Soon, Hate's tongue was almost charred by the shadows in his hand.

He looked with interest at this extremely aggressive creature. This powerful strength and desire to attack among Rank 1 creatures was exactly what he needed.

"I like this guy. That's the one. And that Claw, send them to Room 5 in the potion area."

Alian was stunned. The aura Klein had emitted just now made him feel a little scared. He couldn't quite put his finger on what was so scary about it.

But to be able to grab Hate's sneak attack with one hand, that was something no ordinary mage could do. Not just mages, even ordinary warriors couldn't do it.

"Okay, Mr. Klein."

Klein's inadvertent display made Alian use honorifics.

The Hate beast and Claw, two Rank 1 synthetic magical beasts, actually cost Klein 3100 Thales.

Among them, Claw's price was 900, and Hate's price was 2200, which was already the price of a Rank 2 magical beast.

Synthetic magical beasts were really too expensive, but it was worth the money. Closing the door, Klein looked at the two magical beasts.

As a synthetic test, under normal circumstances, Klein should choose Claw as the synthetic material, but he always had a feeling that this time, he should use Hate.

Klein believed in his feelings, so he opened Hate's cage.

Once freed, Hate's arm stabbed at Klein like a sharp sword, but when it reached Klein, it couldn't advance any further.

"After all, it's just a creature with no intelligence. Faced with static levitation, it doesn't even know to go around."

Klein's palm directly grabbed Hate's head, wanting to drag it into the synthesizer.

But during the process, he encountered great resistance from its will. This made Klein unhappy, and he frowned.

"Troublesome."

Black energy ignited in his hand. Hate screamed miserably in Klein's hand as the power of shadow penetrated its brain from its skin.

Soon, Hate became listless.

Klein then dragged it into the synthesizer. Although there was still a will to resist, it was no longer strong.

As expected, after Hate was dragged into the synthesizer by Klein, there were also information labels below.

Hate

Level: Rank 1

Race: Artificial Beast

Grade: A - Powerful

This attribute made Klein very satisfied.

He drew out Fallen Dusk and cut his palm. Blood began to be continuously absorbed by the synthesizer.

[Klein's blood is being absorbed, 1%, 2%, 3%...]

After a long time, Klein was no longer clear how much blood he had lost. The fourth synthesis slot was barely filled.

The way of being injured that Klein feared the most was excessive blood loss, but he didn't expect that the synthesis of a homunculus would require so much blood.

"The synthesis requirements for homunculi are really outrageous."

The first four items had been completed, leaving only the last one.

"Klein's power?"

He began to try to inject energy into the synthesizer—the power of shadow, fel energy, and arcane energy.

None of them worked. This energy could not be accepted by the synthesizer.

Without pausing, Klein activated Mana Burn and tried various energies again. Still no.

He took a deep breath and had some guesses about the synthesizer's needs.

"Mana Burn, Arcane Enhancement."

The power of shadow appeared in Klein's hand and gradually began to burn with raging shadow flames.

And this power covered in shadow flames was finally accepted by the synthesizer.

[Klein's power - Shadow, is being absorbed, 1%, 2%, 3%...]

Klein's magic power began to drain rapidly, watching the speed at which the fifth synthesis slot was filled.

He began to worry whether his magic power could last until the filling was complete.

He directly picked up a bottle of advanced magic potion from the side and drank it, but the restored magic power was only fleeting.

This supreme power of shadow consumed too much.

The infusion continued until Klein's magic power was only 7 points left, and the fifth synthesis slot was finally filled.

"Heh, Klein's power - Shadow? A power named after me?"