Watson sat on a bed in one of the bedrooms of Blackmoon Castle. There was a spatial pouch on it, and the Great Sin Mask was in his hand. It was as thin as a Cicada's wing.

'If it doesn't have any side effects, I can carry it with me all the time. Should I try fusing the mask with other equipment to see if I can change its attributes?' Watson thought.

If he equipped the Great Sin Mask, he could gain more than ten skills out of thin air. Who would not want to keep such good equipment with him? However, its effect on emotions was a little intense. For example, if he were only to touch the mask, his stomach would rumble non-stop. He felt hungry and wanted to eat everything in front of him.

That feeling originated from the desire to overeat. Perhaps it was because he did not eat in the morning, but that desire was magnified infinitely.

He had to find a suitable solution—he had to become stronger to protect his family.

“Young Master Watson, are you there?”

At that moment, Wendy's familiar gentle voice echoed from outside the room. Watson looked up and put the mask down. “Come in.”

Click.

The door was pushed open with a crisp sound. Wendy walked into the room, put her hands on her abdomen, and bowed to him.

“Young Master Watson, Sister Capella told me to look for you. The female bandits you brought back had some problems during their training.”

“What problems? Are they not listening to Capella's orders?”

A cold light flashed in Watson's tender eyes. At that moment, he suddenly felt intense anger in his heart. He wanted to punish those women severely, but he tried his best to suppress it.

“Sort of.” Wendy nodded and then shook her head. “Even though they have completed the task given to them, they have done unnecessary things on their own. Now, because of that, Sister Capella has quarreled with them.”

“I see. Take me there; I'll go take a look.”

Watson nodded and put the Great Sin Mask into the s.p.a.ce pouch before he gestured for Wendy to lead the way.

He did not think those bandits were good people anyway. They might not be able to control their desire to kill innocent people—their hands were stained with blood. He had wanted to punish them when he brought them back. If they were, he would treat them as his subordinates. If they were not obedient, then he would fuse them.

Just like what he had done to Capella.

“Tell me, what exactly did I do wrong when I accelerated the ripening of those medicinal herbs? If you did not do that to make things difficult for me, then can you give me a reason?”

Greed stood in front of Capella next to the flowerbed outside Blackmoon Castle. She pointed at the flouris.h.i.+ng medicinal herbs in the garden as she spoke to Capella.

Even though the women behind Greed did not say anything, they had the same expression on their faces. Obviously, they felt that there was nothing wrong with Greed's action. Capella deliberately made things difficult for them.

“I've already told you the reason just now. You've disrupted Young Master's plan,” Capella said coldly.

“Disrupted the plan?” Greed sneered at her in mocking. “Shortening the growth period of a medicinal herb that can only mature in a year to half a year, and increasing the medicinal effects by several times, is that what you called disrupting the plan? I don't think a maid like you knows anything.”

The two of them argued loudly as many servants watched and whispered nearby.

“Who are those people? They're so arrogant to question Head Housemaid Capella. Young Master Watson appointed her to be the head, and she has been handling everything in the house in an orderly manner. I've never seen her make any mistakes.”

“I heard that those new maids were members of the Demoness Bandit Gang! Bandits have bad tempers. However, Head Housemaid Capella has invited Young Master Watson here. They're going get it soon.”

The crowd discussed animatedly. At that moment, Watson had already walked out of the manor behind Wendy.

At a glance, he saw a few people in an argument. Watson forward and asked, “What happened?”

“Young Master Watson, I failed to teach those people. We can't keep them as maids. Please punish them, Young Master.” Capella turned to face Watson and knelt on one knee respectfully.

“You are wrong, indeed, but it has nothing to do with us; it is your incompetence!” Greed said as she hugged herself. “Young Master Watson, I have nothing to say. Take a look at the flowerbed! I have clearly done a good deed, and that maid doesn't know anything, yet she dares to criticize me.”

“You were the ones who knew nothing!”

Watson pulled Capella up, turned his head to glance at the flowerbed, and his face darkened.

“Young Master Watson, it's not good to lie in front of so many people.” Greed snorted coldly.

Anyway, the matter had already been blown up, so she did not mind to blow it up a little more. Perhaps everyone could see how Watson was biased and did not know how to differentiate right from wrong. She wanted to see the other servants in the castle look down on him.

“Lady Greed, have you ever cultivated silver-tier medicinal herbs?”

Watson did not get angry. Instead, he asked her calmly.

“No, why?”

Even though the Demoness Bandit Gang was rich, they were not rich enough to cultivate silver-tier medicinal herbs.

“Then, do you know the basic skills to cultivate medicinal herbs?”

“If you have something to say, Young Master, just say it. There's no need to pretend with me,” Greed replied impatiently. Then, Wrath said, “How does one plant the herbs? Put them in the soil and water and fertilize them at a fixed time every day?”

“You're right. We do need to water and fertilize, but that's not enough! Every piece of land here has a fixed fertility rate. We'd lose the soil's fertility if we plant too many herbs on it. Similarly, you can't plant low-tier medicinal herbs near high-tier medicinal herbs. Otherwise, the high-tier medicinal herbs will absorb the effects of those low-tier medicinal herbs.”

Watson chuckled and pointed at the flowerbed in front of him. “For example, those herbs here. I calculated the distance for each herb to grow and the required nutrients, so I planted them here. If you do what you did, then that flowerbed will be ruined.”

“You can say as you wish but do you have proof that the flowerbed is ruined?” Greed looked dissatisfied.

“If you want proof, I'll give it to you.”

Watson nodded as he pointed at the few Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng in the flowerbed.

“System fusion, activate.”

[Congratulations, Master, for successfully fusing with the gold-tier herb Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng. You have obtained a peaked gold-tier Nine Treasures Glazed Ginseng.]

The original effect of the gold-tier Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng was that it could heal all injuries after consumption. Therefore, it was the most effective herb for elites below the gold tier. The stronger the user, the weaker the effect.

[Additional effect: after consumption, increases lifespan by 100 years. Gains 1,000 catties of strength. When consumed by a man, it increases his combat aura by half an hour in bed.]

Those two effects had been enhanced.

[Peaked Gold-tier Herb—the Nine Treasures Glazed Ginseng]

[Effect: after consumption, heals all injuries. Effective for those below platinum-tier.]

[Additional effect: after consumption, increases lifespan by 200 years. Increases strength by 3,000 catties. When consumed by a man, it increases his combat aura by one hour in bed. His attractiveness is also significantly increased.]

The Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng in the flowerbed had turned into a stream of light before it fused and turned into nine-color ginseng. Its body size was much larger; it was a herb that was even more exquisite than fine handicrafts.

“Nine-color ginseng?”

Greed widened her eyes.

The legends said that the ginseng's color developed every 100 years. Thus, it was called the one-color ginseng. The nine-color ginseng was already close to a thousand years old—it was definitely a top-tier medicinal herb. Greed could use money to increase the crop's growth. However, it could only increase its age to another few years. Who would have thought that Watson could improve it by a few hundred years?