"Hmm, my teachers called it Sarvadevamandir.." Rexford was going to tell him that was not the real name as it really didn't have one.
But his teachers were crazed history occult and secret society fans. Put that together with several of the customs from the different military groups from different countries made for a very strange group.
A school was made with no real foundation besides they were all mercenaries and semi-retired. From the weirdest places at that.
"..but.."
"Amazing name! Who knew they were Hindi? I will get back as fast as I can with the ingredients!" The driver raised the window up and was gone speeding as he went.
Rexford was left with his mouth hanging open.
"..it was just a joke..." Rexford blinked a little after he got his wits back. "Man, that shouldn't come back to bite me in the ass. Right?" Scratching his head, he went inside after a few minutes. "Hindi.... Definitely did not learn that language really. But it should be easier now." Texting away to put in his measurements into an app that kept track of the body's growth helped for later comparison. 'Can send this to a store that has clothes I want to make for a shorter time spent inside. I know just the one actually. If it is actually here as well in this Dimension.'
Once inside, it didn't take long to set up a Glyph to make the pills later for the old man. While he was at it, Rexford set up a few for protection and one in his room to help increase mental growth while sleeping.
After all, he would continue to acquire knowledge and he needed mental capacity for it to work. Not to mention what was coming with the Body Tempering. The secrets of the body pulled out could possibly kill him.
Before he could get started on anything else, he felt a gold light wrap around his body, and then the phone went off. Checking the phone first out of habit. He read it out loud, generally surprised.
"Found some of the ingredients close by, sent the first batch over to your place." The bodyguard was very efficient in his tasks. "Man, I wonder what it would take to hire him for myself?"
Catching a look at the time on the phone revealed a few hours had passed while he was working away.
Before heading to go and pick up the supplies, which he thought would be delivered to the front office, he checked on the light from earlier.
The Black Gold Vortex which was his Soul in a way but detached or something started to send out energy in droves. It formed into a landmass with trees very close to that of the park from before.
It was only a 30x30 match, so not much really.
Feeling another version of him sort of manifest, Rexford watched as it sat in the center of the area legs crisscrossed. The only moving was a slight rise and fall of the chest. The moving from slow in and out breaths every few seconds meant it was alive.
Observing this for an hour, he gave up on what it could be. Then the name Sarvadevamandir bugged him for some reason. Whether it was anger from not figuring out with the little guy happened to be, he wanted to understand something right now.
Pushing the Tortured Mind Refining Arts relieved some pressure mentally.
"Let's check a translator." Moving to the door, he noted to just buy some language books to help with that altogether. "Man, the internet sucks inside the room! Need to get wifi of good quality if I am gonna do a small business from home."
As the word was translated, Rexford wanted to curse as he thought he may have been toyed with. But the translation of the name was Pantheon. Sarvadevamandir was Hindi for Pantheon and it just slightly made his heart palpitate.
*Thunk!* A knock at the door let him know the delivery had arrived. It was quite a lot by the looks of all the movers bringing in the boxes on dollies. Rexford just stood by the side watching them work.
"Well... I thought it was only a little bit." Blinking a little the deliverymen looked a little annoyed really.
They did deliver it to the main office since they thought it was delivered for the whole building at first. Not for a single person. But after the time spent with Rexford not coming down to sign it, the Manager had the delivery people deliver it where it needed to go.
They couldn't let it block the entrance.
"I guess this works out in my favor."
The main room was pretty full now.
*Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!* As his phone went off and vibrated, Rexford started opening boxes. He put it on speakerphone so he could continue to work. He missed his cordless headphones, as well as a better phone. This basic model screen was so damn small.
"Rex, it's me." It was Mrs.Arabi calling. "I want to ask you a favor."
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"I am currently working right now, hopefully, it is not anything serious." Making a mental note to send a message to the bodyguard the moment the first batch is done to get more money was a must. "Just a small job but consulting work is a must."
"Ciecie wants to go out to a party with her friends, but I am very worried. Can you go with her?" Her voice came out somewhat pleading. If not for the fact she was paying for this place, he would have hung up after declining her. 'Consulting work... oh Ciecie said he was pretty good with English. Or a translator maybe? So that must be the case. To think he is during tutoring work already.'
"Mrs.Arabi, this sounds like a bad idea. If I was not here what would you have done?" Rexford separated a few more things as he talked. But the boxes were still in the way. "Would you have let her go if I was not around? I doubt it. Just tell her no, parents are not meant to be their child's friend when they think something bad is going to happen."
"I know that but.. I want her to have fun before...." The woman bit her tongue not wanting to say the actual words.
"Before your husband or yourself try to force her to get married to an asshole. I am telling you not to do it if you value your relationship. And for the record, I am not interested in that either. Believe me, when I say it, she does not interest me. She is too much like your husband and not enough like you." Rexford was about to call a recycling truck for a pickup after getting off the phone when he realized he could just toss the boxes into the Black Gold Vortex. 'I can not believe I did not think of that!'
*Schup!* The opened boxes were pulled inside in an instant. Breaking down into smaller bits of energy that were less than the Kinetic energy from the flight. Before he could use it on his body, the little version of him in the 30x30 mouth opened up.
"Waaaah!" It swallowed the energy faster than anything he has ever seen. Almost like a certain pink puffball from childhood! Its cheeks turned rosy before it turned back to normal as if nothing ever happened.
'I was just robbed .. by a little me.. that is just not right..' Rexford wanted to strangle the little thing but thought better of it. Who knew if that would hurt him in the process? 'Forget it, I don't have the mental capacity to find out why it did that right now.'
"Haa, I understand but I just want her to smile more." Mrs.Arabi could hear the finality in his voice. Considering her husband was against the two marrying when she brought it up previously, she left it be. "But as a friend of hers and with you being new to the area, would you mind?"
"Just for your peace of mind, I will do this for you. But I will also send you what happens afterward. I think you need to understand her behavior a little more. Before it is too late." The two said a few final words with Mrs.Arabi sending the address to him with the time to meet. "Activate!"
*Woom!* The formation under him activated. The symbols of the "Way" rotate the ingredients into the air.
Forming the pills was easy considering they were some of the most basic ones out the many the "Butcher" acquired via theft and murder.
The first batch was immediately sucked into the Black Gold Vortex. The little Mini's eyes opened up like a night light. Gold and Black lines stabbed into Rexford. He didn't know it now but later he would know this to be Divine Sense.
A better understanding flooded his mind of how the pills worked and what was wrong with the formation he set up. Some adjustments were made and the formation then expanded. Making another batch he was surprised when they came out Black with Gold lines with the new method.
He then made one using the old method again. This time it was not sucked away into the Black Gold Vortex. Neither did the mini's eyes light up.
"The Qi Enhancing Pill helps enhance one's Primordial Qi. For the more Immortal-based Cultivators, this works even better but not much improvement for Earth Magical Immortals, however, it helps with the recovery process and provides them with a little Primordial Qi." Rexford popped one into his mouth. The Qi inside nourished his body and help abate his hunger the way Mana would do. "Well, need to see what it will do to others."
Looking at all the boxes still unopened, he went to work on refining the pills then to opening the boxes and doing the same as before. The process allowed him to understand the "Way" of pill-making inner works hands-on.
Some were tossed into the Black Gold Vortex for production, some done by the formation itself, and then him doing it with a pot from out of the kitchen practicing Fire control and Alchemy itself.
All the herbs in the boxes were used up. He created a decent batch of the regular Qi Enhancing Pills that he would give to Phan Bo. With one set of the New Spirit Enhancing Pill, that he named Vortex Spirit Enhancing Pill.
It was a simple name but it would work for now.
"Huh?" The destroyed box's energy was swallowed up again by the mini version of him. But this time it opened its mouth and spat out a different box in return. It then left from the center of the Internal Space. Coming out of Rexford's chest landing right in front of him. "Well.. at least it is not covered in drool or anything. What is so different about this box?"
A few pokes let him know it wasn't a trick of the mind. Or an illusion.
Pulling on the material, the only thing he could tell is that it was a little tougher than standard cardboard. Opening it up, made him jump back in shock. To die by a box... would suck.
"What in the blazes is going on with this box!?" As the box fell over nothing weird happened but the fact that when he looked inside it, he could swear he was looking down a much larger box. The physical dimension inside did not match the dimensions outside. 'I just need to go to bed at this point. I have done a lot in the last few days without sleeping.'
A quick text message that the first batch would be ready for Phan Bo and he wanted to go lay down and snooze.
*Bing Bong!* The alarm on the phone started to go off in his hand before he knew it. He had to go to meet up with Cecilia. He picked up the pills with a heavy sigh and stored them in the dangerous box for the most part.
A few sets were stored for his use and placed near the mini him that went back inside the Internal Space.
*Woom! Woom!* Slight Qi vibrations left the mini version of him. The cultivated qi it stored entered the pills slowly in the form of golden strands. What it was doing, took place completely out of the view of Rexford.
Since he was still dressed, he locked up and left to head to the clothing store.
The clothes he wore were okay, but if it was for a party, he might as well dress a little better to keep from sticking out to much. The sweat from working on the pills was pulled into his Black Gold Vortex. So he smelled relatively fine at first but then he noticed it pulled the scent of the little bit of cologne on him.
'I need to work on my control or have deodorant sticks in my pocket.' Rexford thought wryly. 'Well, I guess I will just smell like.. nothing. That might be really odd. Does it work on my breath to?' Breathing into his hand, it was not the case. 'So only outside my body then?'
Consuming a few of the pills while swirling it around like jawbreakers would make others quite envious. Not to mention he was cultivating the entire while doing this from the environment while moving thanks to the stolen techniques of the "Butcher."