My love game is too abstract

Yarrow looked at the iron sheet in the wooden box, its metallic luster gleaming under the glass cover, the surface bearing a few scratches.

He really couldn't see any value in it; if it weren't packaged in this small wooden box, he'd truly think it was just a piece of scrap metal picked up from the roadside.

"Tao Hu, are you sure this thing is really valuable?" Yarrow asked.

Three Sykes wasn't a lot, but it wasn't a small amount either—it was three days' worth of food money! If he'd just bought such a piece of scrap metal, he'd feel a bit of heartache.

"Don't worry, my judgment is very accurate. This iron sheet has a very strong magical fluctuation, oh, that's what you call magic. With such a strong magic reaction, it definitely won't be a piece of junk, right?" Tao Hu said confidently.

If it wasn't, you just wait for the mugwort!

Yarrow thought to himself.

After putting away the iron sheet, he didn't linger any longer and headed towards the inn.

Arriving at the inn, Yarrow booked a four-person room, took the key, and went upstairs.

This inn was cheap, the rooms were clean, and there were multi-person dormitories specially prepared for adventure teams. However, because there were no three-person rooms, Yarrow had to book a four-person room, which was only 6 Daka more expensive than a double room.

Most importantly, this inn was equipped with private bathrooms, unlike other inns that had public bathhouses, which Yarrow, being a southerner, greatly appreciated.

Taking the key and opening the door, he turned on the crystal stone lamp. The room was only slightly larger than his university dormitory, with four beds placed in each of the four corners, covered with clean, white sheets.

"It's a bed!"

Ji Xiaofei trotted over and jumped onto one of the beds, her small body collapsing onto the soft mattress.

Yarrow put down his luggage and also lay down on a bed.

He took out the wooden box and removed the iron sheet from it.

Turning it over and over, he still felt it was just an ordinary iron sheet, cut into a rhombus shape.

"What exactly is this thing?"

"I'm not too sure either, but I can indeed feel a strong magic fluctuation from it, so it must be a good thing," Tao Hu said, standing by his bed.

Yarrow had only been in this world for two years, and he only knew some basic knowledge about magic. He didn't know much about those strange and bizarre things.

"According to the usual tropes in novels, as long as you try to inject magic into it, there will be a reaction, right?" he thought to himself.

Sitting up, he held the iron sheet with both hands and slowly injected his thread-like magic into it.

No reaction.

"Perhaps it needs some time?"

So he waited for three minutes.

Still no reaction.

"Um, maybe it needs other methods, like chanting some spells or something?" Tao Hu guessed.

"Maybe you need to roast it with fire?" Ji Xiaofei jumped onto Yarrow's bed and put her head close to him.

"How could it be that simple? If it were that simple, the boss would have discovered it long ago," Yarrow said.

"Just try it, there's no harm anyway," Ji Xiaofei tugged at his sleeve.

Yarrow glanced at her, tsked, recited a spell, and a ball of flame rose in his palm.

He put the iron sheet on the flame, letting the fire lick it.

Nothing happened.

"See, I told you it wouldn't be that simple, and you still—Holy crap!"

The surface of the iron sheet suddenly lit up with a golden light, and rows of tiny golden lines danced and appeared.

"Yay! I guessed it!" Ji Xiaofei raised her hands and shouted happily.

He didn't expect it to be such a simple method?

"Good, good, good, well done, well done," Yarrow randomly rubbed Ji Xiaofei's head twice as a reward, then looked at the content appearing on the iron sheet.

The golden lines formed rows of characters, floating on the surface of the iron sheet.

"What's written on it?" Tao Hu also climbed onto the bed and put her head closer.

"Uh, hoo, ee, la, yu, bu, lu, can't understand it," Ji Xiaofei said after reading a few words, feeling a bit of a headache.

"Yarrow, do you know what it is?" Tao Hu turned her head to look at Yarrow, but saw him covering his mouth with one hand, his eyes wide open, his whole body trembling.

"Eh? Yarrow, what's wrong?"

"Xiao, Ji Xiaofei, pinch me, quick," he suddenly said.

Although Ji Xiaofei didn't understand why, she opened her mouth and bit Yarrow's face.

"Ouch!"

Yarrow jumped up in pain, howling, but his face was filled with extreme excitement.

"It's not a dream, this is real, oh my gosh..."

He muttered to himself, holding the iron sheet in one hand and wiping the saliva and teeth marks left by Ji Xiaofei on his face with the other.

"So what exactly is this?"

Both girls were very curious and leaned forward.

Yarrow forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart. He told himself that this was still a hotel, and if he made too much noise, he would be discovered.

After taking a few deep breaths to suppress his pounding heart, he picked up the iron sheet and whispered to the two of them:

"This is a Lost-World Spell."

The two little ones blinked at him: "What's that?"

Yarrow coughed pretentiously and explained in a low voice:

"Legend has it that in ancient times, some great mages would use special methods to record spells, allowing the spells to be attached to an independent item, such as carving them with magic on animal bones or gems. Only those who held these attachments could use the spells on them. But after the New Moon Era began, this custom slowly disappeared because it would turn spells into private collections, leading to the loss of many precious spells."

Yarrow's face couldn't help but become excited again.

"And do you know what? What's recorded on this is very extraordinary."

He pointed to the six lines of incantation on the iron sheet.

"The strength of a spell is related to the length of its incantation. The longer the incantation, the more powerful it is."

"The lowest-level spells have only one line of incantation, while the highest-level ones have eight lines. Anything above four lines is a very powerful spell that requires master-level magic to use."

The two little ones' eyes widened: "This has six lines, which means..."

Yarrow nodded: "Very, very, very extraordinary."

"Then is Yarrow going to become a very powerful mage?" Ji Xiaofei asked.

"No, actually, this thing is more of a collector's item because the crafting process has been lost. The current Lost-World Spells are all unique existences with extremely high collector's value."

Yarrow shook the iron sheet in his hand: "This is more valuable than the highest-quality gems!"

"Doesn't that mean it's really worth the 50 gold lang that Tuo said?" Tao Hu said.

"50? Heh heh..." Yarrow shook his head with a low laugh.

"I heard before that the Mage Association auctioned off a Lost-World Spell. That one was a five-element spell, and the final transaction price was 54,000 gold lang."

Both little ones' eyes widened.

"Wow..." Ji Xiaofei stretched out her fingers and counted: "So, so many..."

Yarrow suddenly grabbed Ji Xiaofei's cheeks with both hands, leaned close to her, and said with hard-to-suppress excitement:

"We're going to get rich!"

"Yay!"

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

"Wuhu!"

Yarrow picked them both up in one fell swoop, turned around in place, cheered, and threw them onto the bed.

"Wow, Yarrow's about to become a beast," Ji Xiaofei covered her mouth shyly.

"Ah, is this what's called getting rich and seeing one's true nature?" Tao Hu raised her hand to cover her mouth.

"..."

Yarrow calmed down, suppressed his excited mood, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but rise.

"I can already imagine wearing a genuine leather pajama, sitting on the balcony of a seaside villa, sipping red wine, and admiring the sunrise over the sea!"