Chapter 497

Chapter 497: Essence of Undeath Collector Type 5

After parting ways with Greed, Jesse wrote a letter to Vereesa that same night, inquiring about how much she knew about the Sacred Relic Society wanting to send Farstriders to Kalimdor for a mission and also asking if there were potential candidates.

This time, he made sure to word the letter very politely to prevent any elves who might see the contents from being too sensitive about such communication.

The next morning, after entrusting the letter to the Elf Mage from the Wizard’s Sanctum to deliver to Quel’Thalas, he returned home to start examining the device for collecting Essence of Undeath.

It had been almost a month since Jesse brought back the so-called device from Bucks Miserheld, but he had not seriously read the instruction manual.

After coming back from Booty Bay and dealing with a bunch of messy stuff, heading home, to The Black Morass… He was still unsure whether to go to Karazhan over there, especially since Greed hadn’t been heard from, let alone study that device.

When Jesse opened the package-like box and saw what was inside, he realized that after living in Azeroth for twenty years, he had become almost like a native, getting a headache at the sight of mechanical things and lacking the patience to slowly figure them out.

Of course, it might also have something to do with the fact that this thing’s shape wasn’t very friendly.

It was a small thing weighing around four to five pounds, with a red protective casing, and inside, there were a series of strange-looking metal devices that seemed to be able to rotate.

As a Wizard’s Sanctum apprentice mage, Jesse could sense magical devices inside it, probably with a small arcane core.

But from the outside, this thing looked a bit like an old-fashioned hand-crank meat grinder, or perhaps like a small fire hydrant.

Just by looking at it, apart from feeling like the handle needed to be cranked, there wasn’t much else to go on.

Jesse opened the manual, only to find it full of goblin language.

What on earth is this thing…

Jesse felt like he recognized some characters inside, but after staring at them for a while, he couldn’t make sense of it. Finally, he saw a sentence at the end, written in common language on the back.

Darn… why isn’t this written at the top?

Turning it over, he saw the title, written in common language runes similar to goblin characters, "Essence of Undeath Collector Model 5, improved from Engineer Dimble Sprocket’s Soul Collector 200 from Steamwheedle Cartel, it is a comprehensive machine combining perfectly with Hillsbrad Foothills’ Hesul Fizzbracket’s potent essence extraction device, with unprecedented reliability upgrade compared to Model 4…"

Skipping this long, awkwardly phrased, and somewhat showing-off goblin wording, Jesse went straight to the operating instructions below.

After a while, he understood that the crank handle was indeed not unnecessary. This thing actually needed to be cranked continuously to slowly draw nearby souls into it for the so-called "extraction". This method of use reminded Jesse of the rat poison that needs to be directly stuffed into a mouse’s mouth, how convenient.

In the style of goblin products, he originally thought this thing would be worn on the body and fired at souls like a flamethrower, directly blasting the souls into Essence of Undeath residue or something, a special tool for undead monsters.

Continuing to read the instructions, it said, "Place an empty bottle loaded with Essence of Undeath at the machine’s end.", with the Goblin Language word "end" marked after it.

Jesse searched on the machine and found a narrow tube-like opening with the word "end" written prominently on it.

It really looked a lot like stuffing sausage meat into casings.

Jesse noticed a pair of purple glasses with a note attached under the exit. The note read, "Ghost Glasses, borrowed by ghost hunter Jack · Mr. Slovakia, damaging requires compensation of 4 gold coins and 22 silver coins, using implies agreement."

Ghost Glasses?

Jesse tried wearing them, but his vision became blurry as if filled with shadows, unable to see clearly even two demons in front of him.

Could these glasses be Ghost Glasses that make everything invisible except for ghosts when worn?

Even if it’s true, he wasn’t surprised.

A device that requires constant shaking to use, with a high failure rate, glasses that make everything invisible except for ghosts when worn. Without a partner, isn’t this simply walking into danger?

Jesse felt that relying only on himself and Greed might not be enough.

Therefore, he needed at least one assistant specifically for shaking the device. Considering that Greed might need some time to psychologically accept succubus, so…

"Saenor, come over here!"

"Ah, the master has remembered me again."

"Why don’t you try shaking this handle, I don’t think you can move it with your thin arms and legs."

"The master really looks down on me, but I am a demon after all!"

"What kind of demon are you?" Molofeel coldly said beside him, "Just a inferior creature."

"Hmph!" Saenor shouted at her, "Watch carefully, Sayaad, let me show you…"

He grabbed the handle fiercely, shook it, gritted his teeth, turned it twice, then said, "How about that? How about that?"

"Very good," Jesse said, "Add a Curse of Recklessness, I think you can keep shaking it."

"Exactly," Saenor clapped and said, "Give me a Curse of Recklessness, I can keep shaking this machine until it breaks."

"No need to break it," Jesse said, "This afternoon, you will accompany me to Deadwind Pass, when you encounter ghosts, I’ll ask you to keep shaking this machine, no matter what, don’t stop."

"What… a ghost?!" Saenor immediately changed his expression.

Jesse grabbed Saenor and stuffed him into the Warlock Pack, covering his mouth, then all was silent.

He lifted the heavy equipment and said, "Molofeel, please watch over the house while I go out for a while."

"How long will you be gone, master?" Molofeel asked.

"Probably around two weeks," Jesse replied.

"Then I will wait for your return," succubus said. "I wonder when we can go out together next time."

"Very soon," Jesse said. "And next time we go out, we might travel together for a long, long time."

Succubus smiled and said, "I look forward to that day."

Jesse nodded, carrying his toolbox and package, with his magic wand tucked into his cloak, he walked to the street and glanced at Stormwind Prison tower across the canal.

Now, taking Saenor out, he doesn’t feel much danger or stress anymore.

At first, he worried that imp would be noticed and feared its Phase Shift wasn’t hidden well enough… Now Jesse realizes that even with his own Detect Demon ability, seeing Saenor isn’t easy. It’s even more challenging for the mages and priests here, considering he’s quite confident in his demon detection skills now.