As the hours drew closer, Lenny was starting to see this as an impossible task.
Most of the suggestions Mani gave were either not feasible or Lenny had already tried them.
Lenny sighed. As he looked at Mani, he was starting to think maybe he should just take a taste of her.
Maybe it would help his mind open up.
However, the moment this thought was birthed in his head, he instantly realized something very important.
After all, the basic laws of pocket space were still the same.
It was just the mixing of it that was different.
This thought process brought a lot of different ideas into Lenny's head.
He had been fighting for so long with his fist that it actually skipped him, and some problems did not need violence to be solved.
Even though it looked like it, it might just not be the same in this case.
After all, in his former world, there were jobs he perfectly executed without lifting a finger.
An assassin's life was different from that of a normal warrior.
Most fighting styles were based on the grace of the blade and nothing else.
However, an assassin's ways were like water.
Their strategy to solve problems was not dependent on their aggressiveness toward the problem but rather on the easiest and most effective way to solve it.
Assassins were fluid, adapting to any situation like water did.
When in a glass, it became a glass. When evaporated, it became air, and when spilled, it spread onto the surface.
Lenny suddenly felt like smacking himself.
This was the problem with the continuous battles.
He was now thinking like a gladiator instead of an assassin. A very terrible mistake.
It was no wonder he was not able to solve such a problem that would otherwise be considered a piece of cake.
Lenny suddenly sat cross-legged as he meditated on the problem.
The basics were the same.
Every time he entered the pocket space, it was either the Minatours were eating from the tree or relaxing under the sun.
They would not attack him until he came close to the giant tree.
However, from the looks of things, these creatures also breathed, ate, and even slept.
Basically, they performed the necessity for survival.
This meant that if they breathed, ate, and slept, then that meant they had functioning organs that could carry out these things.
Lenny suddenly remembered Ella's words, "The basic laws of physics are the same in here."
Now, he had an insight as to what he needed to do.
Lenny suddenly remembered an old saying in the Assassin circle: If you want to affect a man's life, then affect his environment.
This saying was as simple as it meant but also deep in the manner in which one chose to use it.
Lenny turned to Mani.
"Are there any poisons around?"
The question surprised her; however, she still nodded.
"Yes, we do have a variety of poisons you might be interested in. Please come with me."
Lenny carried his beaten body and followed behind her.
Mani carried out his request and brought out a list of poisons that were available within the town or could be made.
This list also included their composition.
Most of these were used against rodents or pests on their farms.
Lenny traced through the list.
It was a long list, and it took him nearly half a day to go through it all.
However, what he was looking for was not found.
Lenny calculated that he needed something that could affect the Minatours in the basic definition of life that they had.
He needed something that would affect their air and food sources.
Lenny calculated that he would most likely have one try at this.
After all, Ella told him that the invitation stone adapted based on the situation it was plunged into.
She also told him that this pocket space had changed again and again through the years.
This meant that if he only managed to affect a few Minatours but the rest managed to get him, the next time he came into the pocket space, things would have changed.
Lenny did not know what it would have changed to, but he was not willing to find out.
After all, it would most likely become even more difficult.
All he could do was make sure he got this in one strike.
This domain was made to be a kind of paradise.
What these people considered poison was actually nothing in Lenny's eyes.
These poisons were not even made to totally eradicate the pests, but to control them.
It was just to control their spread. At best, it was like a person taking knockout gas.
This domain was truly a utopia. A long list was presented to him, but it was nothing like what he needed.
After all, these Minatours were big, incredible monsters.
Lenny estimated that some lethal poisons that were very dangerous to human beings would at most tickle the Minatours or maybe just irritate them.
He needed something that was strong but, at the same time, something that would trick the Invitation Stone into thinking it was not a threat until it entered the bodies of the Minatours.
But at the same time, this thing should be able to establish a quick effect in weakening their bodies or killing them.
That means it would not affect the flora of the pocket dimension but just the insides of the Minatours.
Just thinking about the impossibility of this task made his brain hurt a lot.
However, there was no time to waste.
He had already wasted a lot of days fighting again and again.
It was time he got to a solution for his problem.
Lenny had been permitted to get anything he needed to solve the problem with the pocket space.
Firstly, he ordered a wide range of chemicals.
If he could not find what he was looking for, then he would go for the next option.
He would create it.
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