Other than these native human players, the players as a whole were Daniel’s next crop to harvest.
At present, players still lacked the strength to contend with legendary-grade monsters, but dealing with lower-tier creatures was more than manageable for them. If they were organized properly, even surrounding and killing Exalted-grade monsters would not be impossible.
If he had to wait for the players to grow on their own, that would be far too slow.
But that was not a problem. Daniel still had the supre treasure known as the Phantom Emporium in his hands.
Its core function was simple: it could accelerate the growth of players at a terrifying pace.
With it, the players’ strength would soar by leaps and bounds, almost changing with each passing day. And with the player population’s frightening efficiency when it ca to grinding monsters, they were sothing the native inhabitants of this world simply could not compare to.
No matter how things developed, Daniel was destined to make an enormous profit—enough to fill his coffers to overflowing.
After finalizing many of the details with Roger and the others, Daniel no longer had any reason to stay.
His exploration of the Aerial Realm was already nearing its end.
This newborn world was like a blank sheet of paper that had yet to bear a single stroke of ink. In the future, it might be worth visiting from ti to ti.
...
anwhile, Roger returned to the Blackstone Tribe, carrying with him the hope of the tribe’s rise.
After returning, he reported every detail of his journey and of how he had received guidance, recounting it all to the tribe’s elders without omission.
When the elders saw the mountain of supplies piled before them, they had no choice but to believe that everything Roger said was true.
So the strongest being in this world was called Wayfarer.
And Daniel, too, was a human.
Unlike the hot-blooded youths, the elders were far calr and more cautious. They treasured Daniel’s existence beyond asure.
In their eyes, Daniel was the guardian of humankind.
Thus, they made a decision on the spot: from this day forward, the protective deity of the Blackstone Tribe would be replaced by Wayfarer.
First, they established the Sanctum of the Wayfarer.
Then, based on the youths’ descriptions of Wayfarer’s appearance, they carved a stone statue and enshrined it within the sanctuary.
Once all of that was completed, the tribe designated this day as the grandest festival of the year and nad it Revelation Day.
After everything was prepared, the tribal chief gathered together the strongest young warriors of the clan and began using Blood Crystals to awaken the beastfolk bloodline within them.
At the sa ti, those who had already awakened their Beast Soul were made to devour additional Beast Souls to further enhance their strength.
After that, they used Gemstones to forge incomparably sharp weapons.
So ti later, the Blackstone Tribe rose with astonishing speed, becoming the most powerful tribe within a thousand-mile radius.
The number of beasts and monsters they hunted increased day by day.
At the sa ti, they never forgot the promise they had made to Wayfarer.
For every ten monster drops they obtained, they would always set aside one portion and place it within the Sanctum of the Wayfarer, waiting for the day when Wayfarer would descend once more.
...
Daniel had already returned to Aetheria.
The Polaris District, Imperial City.
The mont Daniel returned to the Imperial City, the upper echelon under his command ca to seek an audience with him.
The first to speak was Carodion, Master of the Temple of the Gods.
"My King," Carodion said slowly, "the Temple of the Gods has received two advancent slots to supre-grade. How would you like them to be assigned?"
Supre-grade experts?
Daniel’s eyes lit up at once.
After the new version had gone live, as the number one power in the region, the imperial faction would naturally receive slots allowing experts to advance to supre-grade.
That had always been the case in his previous lives.
But things were different now.
Daniel now stood at the apex of the world, and the greatest beneficiary of those supre-grade slots would naturally be himself.
Unlike in his previous lives, when the appearance—or absence—of supre-grade experts had nothing to do with him.
Daniel pondered for a mont.
At present, the Temple of the Gods had several hundred legendary-grade experts. But when it ca to closeness and loyalty, Carodion and Aliris were unquestionably the foremost among them.
He barely hesitated.
"Then you and Aliris will be the first to advance to supre-grade."
Carodion replied in his usual steady tone, "Thank you, my King, for your grace."
Daniel nodded. "Once I finish dealing with the backlog of affairs that’s piled up recently, I’ll take you to the Aerial Realm."
"In the future, we’ll rotate the legendary-grade experts in there so they can hunt monsters and improve their strength."
At the mont, those legendary-grade experts had nothing much to do anyway. Since they were idle, sending them to the Aerial Realm as laborers was not a bad arrangent.
"As you command, my King."
Carodion bowed and withdrew.
Yet what surprised Daniel was that the next visitor turned out to be an envoy sent by the Emperor of World Zone No. 616.
And the Emperor had sent a generous gift along with him.
The envoy bowed respectfully and said, "Lord Faustus, His Majesty sent here to ask for your guidance. Regarding the two supre-grade advancent slots belonging to the Temple of the Gods in World Zone No. 616—how do you wish to assign them?"
Daniel was briefly taken aback, but he quickly understood.
Right now, his status in the Polaris District was supre and unshakable. The sa was true in World Zone No. 616.
Even the Emperor did not dare grant supre-grade titles on his own. Matters of this scale had to be left for Daniel to decide.
After all, no one understood Daniel’s importance better than the Emperor of World Zone No. 616.
Daniel did not stand on ceremony.
Naturally, supre-grade slots should be reserved for those closest to him.
Smiling, he said, "Go back and convey my thanks to His Majesty."
"As for the Temple of the Gods’ two supre-grade advancent slots, give them to Irene and Ier."
Those two were the very experts he had revived after the battle against Baal, the ruler of the shadowkin. Back then, they had only been legendary-grade high-grade.
But with the steady stream of resources Daniel had supplied, they had now already advanced to transcendent legendary-grade.
"As you wish, Lord Faustus."
The envoy tactfully withdrew and hurried back to World Zone No. 616.
Watching the envoy’s departing figure, Daniel found himself in an excellent mood.
As expected, after everything he had done for World Zone No. 616, His Majesty the Emperor really did have excellent sense.
Across two World Zones, all four supre-grade advancent slots had fallen into his hands.
It felt incredible.
Once the mainstream players reached level 200 and the World War fully erupted, he could kill the supre-grade experts from other World Zones, revive them, and gain yet another batch of supre-grade and legendary-grade powerhouses for himself.
And there was another point worth noting: other races on Aetheria now possessed supre-grade experts as well.
Daniel had already set his sights on them.
If he could grasp the life and death of those non-human races in the palm of his hand, then would those supre-grade experts among the non-human races dare do anything except obey him?
That way, he could build an entire army of supre-grade experts.
That was also the confidence behind his willingness to oppose the Godkin.
No matter how many legendary-grade experts the Godkin sent down, they would only be delivering themselves to him.
Besides, this world simply could not withstand the descent of Divine-grade experts. Even supre-grade experts could not descend in large numbers.
And if only a limited number could co?
Then he would kill however many ca.
For the ti being, everything was still relatively stable. He could not be bothered to waste energy guessing what sches those Godkin bastards were plotting.
At the end of the day, nothing mattered more than making his own foundation as solid as possible.
With that thought, Daniel leaned back against his chair and spoke lazily.
"Next."
"Alan seeks an audience."
The instant Daniel heard that na, his expression turned serious.
Alan was in charge of matters concerning the players within the Doom Legion. He was bound to be carrying all kinds of strange and unusual developnts brought about by the new version.
Daniel imdiately beca interested.
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