Published: March 2, 2025
Not long after, Siddhartha had finished communicating with the senior officials of the Indian government and returned to the room.
Seeing Siddhartha's confident expression, Wen Yu immediately had an idea in his heart—apparently, the offer from the Indian government was likely to bring him a little surprise.
However, reality gave Wen Yu a big slap!
"My lord, after discussions within our higher-ups, if you are able to join the battlefield in India, our country will provide you with one SSS level skill scroll and 50,000 fifth-level magic crystals."
Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment.
Perhaps feeling the government's "generosity," before Wen Yu could say anything, Siddhartha sighed and said to Wen Yu, "I must say, your worth is indeed high; only then can those high-ranking officials offer so much."
Looking at Siddhartha, who was filled with envy, Wen Yu swallowed the words he was about to say—one SSS level skill scroll and 50,000 magic crystals... If it weren’t for this being an additional reward, it would be impossible to exchange for a month's time from Wen Yu with just this!
Wen Yu could pull off the heads of all the senior officials in the Indian government and see if they were filled with excrement!
However, seeing Siddhartha, this government army limit breaker, with an envious expression, Wen Yu immediately guessed that the Indian government was not only stingy towards him but also not generous to their own soldiers.
This group of high-ranking officials in the Indian government could not find strong reinforcements; their mindset and disposition were simply incomparable to Lin Haifeng!
Thinking of this, Wen Yu sighed internally and did not bargain for a higher reward. He just corrected his posture and stated his last requirement.
"I need you to provide me with intelligence, and I also need you to send more personnel to clean up the battlefield. Lastly, this is a partnership, so I will not follow anyone's orders, understand?"
Cleaning up the battlefield mainly involves collecting magic crystals and gathering the corpses of demonic creatures. With Wen Yu's current strength, he was not willing to rummage through those bloodied corpses for a few magic crystals. Moreover, gathering the demonic corpses together would facilitate the Heaven-Piercing Demon Vine's absorption and make it easier for the one-eyed creature to feed.
These were minor matters, so Siddhartha directly made the decision to agree.
The negotiations with the Indian government army had reached a consensus at this point.
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This time, Wen Yu did not stop Siddhartha from leaving. After Siddhartha left, Wen Yu's gaze shifted directly to Dijang and Shima.
Dijang still looked lifeless, while Shima understood that Wen Yu had not given them much more time. She decisively helped Dijang up and walked to Wen Yu's side.
"Are you ready?"
Shima nodded, her expression showing no reluctance.
No wonder—looking at Dijang like this, this rebel had certainly worried Shima to pieces.
Wen Yu casually set up a dark barrier to block others' sight, then took the two downstairs, through the crowd of rebel soldiers, and arrived at the Exchange Stone Pillar in the camp.
Lin Haifeng had already granted the two access to the teleportation permissions to the Eternal Sky City. Once they arrived at the Eternal Sky City, there would be dedicated personnel to meet Shima and Dijang—after that, it would have nothing to do with Wen Yu.
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Seeing the flash of white light as the two were completely teleported away, Wen Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief and took one last glance at the entire rebel camp.
In the camp, the rebel soldiers were still bustling about, fighting for the great cause of the rebellion, completely unaware that the leader they recognized had already abandoned them.
How tragic for these people. Fortunately, Shima had a good heart and found them a "home that wouldn’t lead them to immediate death."
However, from Wen Yu's perspective, the death of these people was merely a matter of sooner or later. After the journey to the Heavenly Palace, Wen Yu deeply understood one point: so-called professionals were merely piglets raised by the sovereign. If they could grow strong, the sovereign would not hesitate to spend decades or even hundreds of years to make these piglets stronger. However, for those whose growth rate was not fast enough, they might have already lost their meaning and value of existence the moment the Demon Realm Gate opened!