"Assessnt passed, you can beco a formal mber of the City Hall."
"Seric, rember my words... The future path is one you must forge yourself. You have a lot of potential, but you need to put in effort and sweat to realize this potential."
"Don’t let down..."
The boy’s face was still flushed when he left the City Hall.
The impact he received today was more than in his entire life.
The great Lord not only bestowed upon him a new na but also arranged for him to enter the City Hall, a vital departnt holding authority.
How much attention is this?!
A strong desire arose within him. No matter what, he must pass the assessnt in a month, he cannot let the lord down, absolutely not!
The boy’s heart was ignited with a blazing fire.
Lear watched the boy’s departing figure, his gaze profound.
Geniuses are never lacking in this world, but far too many geniuses have buried themselves.
Only a rare few, one in a thousand, truly succeed.
Character, persistence, effort, bearing pressure... If even one of these necessary traits falters, perhaps one would fade into the crowd.
But this is the cruelty of competition, survival of the fittest, no one gives too many chances.
The gods are high above, the nobility rules all directions, if one doesn’t stand out, they’ll only have their fate controlled by others.
Shaking his head, he didn’t dwell on it. He just hoped that this boy wouldn’t disappoint him, a hero unit with 4-star potential is not easy to find.
With arrangents complete on this end, Lear prepared to rest, but just after washing his face, it beca lively outside.
His thoughts stirred slightly, and he imdiately sensed the bubbles filled with troglodytes gently landing from the sky.
Betina, who went to find the troglodytes, has returned.
Soon, City Hall personnel hurried over to arrange for these tender and delicious labor forces.
Lear sensed this scene, and his mood lifted.
Over five thousand troglodytes are no small number; they’re all excellent miners.
The reserve plan for mineral resources can now be expanded on a grand scale.
The next day.
All the humans who arrived in Weilu City were assigned jobs and distributed across various departnts.
No one discriminated against them just for being human; they were treated normally, and so these sowhat nervous humans began to integrate.
Once again lanting the city’s extraordinariness and greatness.
On the other side, Seric was assigned to the busiest departnt in City Hall—the Departnt of Administration, becoming the most basic staff mber, responsible for nearly all the trivial tasks.
But what surprised the staff of the Departnt of Administration was how quickly this frail human boy learned things.
In just one morning, he learned most of the work, and by the afternoon, he could help out. By closing ti, it was hard to tell he was a novice.
More importantly, his attitude was excellent, willing to do anything.
With outstanding ability and a positive attitude, he imdiately earned respect; for the first ti, Seric felt the aning of his existence...
Lear, however, didn’t pay much attention to these matters; too many things awaited his handling.
Especially in Katana, with its rapidly increasing population, various planning details, big and small, required his approval or reevaluation.
Busy tis flew by quickly, and before he knew it, it was May 23rd.
Upon waking up in the morning, Lear’s first glance was directed at the three-star intel refreshed on the 15th—
On May 23rd, 120 kiloters southeast of the Mire Swamp, a dinsional plane will appear, inside which grows a 3-star magic plant capable of greatly enhancing strength—the Green Star Fruit.
He had been waiting for this thing for many days.
Wasting no ti, he summoned seven Great Demons, brought along Betina, Tulos, and a battalion of Two-winged Demons, and imdiately set off.
In the current cold weather, the distance of 120 kiloters would take at least two days on foot, but by flight, it took less than an hour to arrive.
As soon as they approached the target area, Lear imdiately sensed the surrounding power of space surging violently like tides.
It was easy to follow the spatial power fluctuations to find the exact location... A spatial rift, already torn four to fifty ters wide, appeared before them.
He could sense warm currents continuously gushing out of the dinsional plane, causing the thick frost and snow around to start lting.
Lear gestured to the Extraordinary-Tulos beside him, and the vampire imdiately flapped his bat wings and passed through the rift.
In no ti, he returned to report.
"Your Majesty, no creatures were found on the other side, but this dinsional plane is full of spatial rifts with chaotic currents raging... We need to proceed cautiously."
Lear nodded.
"Have the Great Demons go in to guard."
After the seven Great Demons entered, he led the troops across the rift.
After crossing the plane, the scenery suddenly changed.
The light in front of them dimd, like a dark night with only flickering candles burning, making it difficult to see clearly beyond two or three hundred ters.
Upon extending his perception, he imdiately felt that the entire plane was like a tattered bag, leaking air everywhere.
Not far away, there were even a few spatial rifts four to five ters long, leading directly to the Chaotic Void outside.
This plane was like a structure with its foundation hollowed out and load-bearing walls smashed.
It could collapse at any mont.
Lear’s gaze beca vigilant.
"Have the Great Demons scout ahead; we can’t stay too long... Find the Green Star Fruit and return imdiately."
If the plane suddenly collapsed in such a place, it would be a dangerous predicant, even if they survived.
"Yes!"
The Great Demons imdiately led the way, avoiding areas with too many spatial rifts.
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