Published: March 2, 2025
“But it’s better if he doesn’t wake up…”
Thinking of Tang Haofei, Wen Yu couldn’t help but mutter. Over the past five years, without Tang Haofei, or rather, without Tang Er, the entire world could be described as calm and peaceful. There were no ambitious individuals, or rather, the ambitious ones didn’t dare to show themselves. Everything in the world was manageable with just a word from Wen Yu.
This situation not only significantly enhanced Wen Yu's strength, but the power of all races in the world was also rapidly developing. In the blink of an eye, five years had passed, and the entire world had undergone tremendous changes.
Calm and stability, Wen Yu liked it this way.
In his perception, the battle in the arena below had already determined the victor. The wild behemoth known as the grizzly polar bear had the upper hand, but the fierce battle between the peak-level six mutated beasts didn’t spark any interest in Wen Yu. As Zero said, all battles in this world seemed nothing more than chickens pecking at each other in Wen Yu’s eyes.
The light of the soul creation technique in his right hand gradually blossomed. With the surge of Creation Energy, specks of light began to merge. In a moment, an S rank skill was generated from Wen Yu's hand and then stamped onto a blank scroll.
Wen Yu could easily mass-produce skill scrolls below the S rank using machines. This was a significant part of Wen Yu's income from his industrial chain. However, for higher-level skills, he had to create them himself. An S rank skill scroll took about 5 to 10 minutes, while an SS rank required hours. As for an SSS rank, that was a workload of one or two days. As for the foundation level, Wen Yu was still unable to grasp it.
As his strength grew, Wen Yu gradually understood the key points of creating skills. The foundation level was fundamentally different from regular skills. The rules contained within were worlds apart from those below the foundation level, and Wen Yu still couldn’t wrap his head around it. He was even more in the dark regarding the limit-breaking ability.
Below, a new battle unfolded in the arena. With nothing else to do, Wen Yu was happy to pass the time there, perhaps he would encounter one or two little fellows that piqued his interest. However, soon, a wave of mental energy from afar interrupted his enjoyment.
“Master, Fran is here.”
“Fran? What does he want?”
“Master, today is the day you agreed to trade with the military.”
The mountain puppet’s words made Wen Yu realize.
“Oh, oh, oh, I almost forgot. The corpses of the demonic clan collected by the military and the soul energy, right? Didn’t I leave all that to you to handle? You can discuss it with Fran.”
The mountain puppet had now become Wen Yu's chief steward. After five years, the military could no longer offer anything that caught Wen Yu's eye. The remaining exchanges were nothing more than what the Star of Africa was already doing—trading skill scrolls for large quantities of demonic creature corpses and soul crystal stones. There was no need for Wen Yu to personally intervene in these trivial matters.
“Understood, Master. This time, Fran wants to meet you in person. It’s said that the military has made some progress on the matters you wanted to inquire about.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Yu paused for a moment, gently setting down his cup on the coffee table.
“Please wait a moment, I’ll be there shortly.”
…
The black light flickered softly and disappeared from the room in an instant. Almost simultaneously, in Central Africa, at the foot of a nearly three thousand-meter-high mountain, black light re-emerged, and Wen Yu's figure slowly took shape.
Surrounded by fragrant grass, the mountain was devoid of human presence. However, soon, affectionate waves of mental energy came from all directions.
“It’s Master.”
“Master has returned.”
“Wow, Master looks even more handsome…”
“I love hearing that.”
Wen Yu chuckled and teased, calming the chattering spirit pet infants with mental energy. Ignoring the military aircraft nearby that resembled plates, he strode towards the foot of the mountain.