Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2338  Too Rudimentary Too Flawed

Date: Unspecified Time: Unspecified Location: Myriad Realms, Lil. Red Storm, Seed World, Trophy Section, Inter-realm city, Sector DS0909, Chaos Dwarven District

Walking into the Chaos Dwarven District, Wyatt felt overwhelmed. There were too many choices, and each one seemed like the best. He couldnʼt make up his mind—every workshop appeared similar, offering no clear way to distinguish one from another without analyzing their items individually.

Each workshop belonged to a Chaos Dwarven guild, all renowned for their craftsmanship. The inter-realm network was no help either; it offered little to no information to differentiate the workshops. Wyatt specifically wanted to find a workshop skilled in refining corpse puppets, but the network provided almost no relevant details. While he understood the Chaos Dwarvesʼ disdain for gimmicks, he couldnʼt help but think they could at least list what they sold and who excelled at what.

The lack of guidance was frustrating. Half of Wyattʼs enthusiasm for creating a corpse puppet daughter gem had already faded. With no other options, he decided to choose a workshop at random and see what surprises fate had in store for him. As he ventured deeper into the district, a workshop in a back alley caught his attention, and he stepped inside.

Inside, Wyatt found himself in a dimly lit hall shrouded in eerie darkness, with a faint red-amber light glowing at the far end. With no front desk or attendant to greet him, he walked toward the light. As he moved forward, the part of the hallway he occupied lit up, revealing items displayed on the walls to his left and right.

With his first step, a sword appeared on the right wall, and a spear on the left. When he took another step, the displays changed: a lance on the right and a round hammer on the left. Curious, he stepped back, and the sword and spear reappeared. Without even using his soul pupils, Wyatt had realized he was inside an array and solved it. Patiently, he continued walking, waiting for the walls to display what he sought—a corpse puppet.

After a while, the wall on his right showcased a humanoid corpse puppet resembling a human. This confirmed his suspicion: the array tailored its displays to weapons and items suited to his form rather than those specialized for other races. Despite finding this mildly interesting, he felt it was an inefficient use of time. Still, he stepped toward the wall with the humanoid corpse puppet, which transformed into a door.

Opening the door, Wyatt stepped into a brightly lit, massive hall that resembled a superheroʼs lair, complete with displays of weapons, costumes, and trophies. However, in this case, the displays featured various humanoid corpse puppets. As he approached one, he was startled to hear information about the puppet whispered in his ears.

It became clear the workshop operated without any attendants. Customers had to figure things out and help themselves. Wyatt found this method of service both inconvenient and impractical. To many, it reflected the Chaos Dwarvesʼ immense confidence and pride in their creations. However, Wyatt felt as though the workshop owner was indirectly telling him—or any customer—that they werenʼt worth their time. The owner would rather focus on refining their craft than waste effort on customer service.

Wondering if the Chaos Dwarf would maintain the same indifferent attitude toward him, Wyatt summoned his unranked grimoire and retrieved a seemingly ordinary red stone, about the size of a basketball, from his storage. Holding it in his hand, he continued to slowly gaze at the puppets, awaiting the result of his little social experiment.

He didnʼt have to wait long. The grandiose ceiling of the hall morphed, transforming into a massive eye that peeked into the room and locked its gaze onto the stone in Wyattʼs hand. Taking the cue, Wyatt calmly returned the stone to his storage card and resumed studying the humanoid corpse puppets, ignoring the eye above, which now seemed to be staring directly at him.