abnormal mutation

Chapter 101 The Brilliant Sogattak

It was late, and Roland did not summon the "Chosen Ones" again.

He started a simulated battle, letting the bored Drake and his friends play a few rounds, earning them over a hundred Spiritual Glimmers.

He rummaged through the corner and found the extraordinary essence that originated from the out-of-control monster. After a slight hesitation, he decided to feed it to the Rune Seed.

After the battle with the monsters, he realized that the creatures of the spirit world had many limitations. In the early stages, he should prioritize improving his own strength, and only consider recruiting more and stronger pieces after reaching a bottleneck.

The rune seed emerged from his chest, swallowed the dark, extraordinary quality in one gulp, and then quietly sank into the depths of his soul.

Roland touched his chest, feeling a strange sensation that he was absorbing extraordinary qualities.

'That probably isn't enough.'

The extraordinary traits of low-sequence monsters are somewhat unique, but their total quantity is not very high. Fortunately, there was plenty of spiritual glimmer, so he gritted his teeth and fed them another five hundred, keeping more than two hundred for later use.

It was already late at night. He sensed the state of Evan and the others. They had returned to their rooms, but they were not asleep. Their faces were full of worry, and the rooms were deathly silent.

He held his head and thought for a long time, but decided to be cautious and not go out for the time being.

Unable to sleep, he simply abandoned all distractions and focused on practicing the Lightless Arrow technique through simulated battles, hoping to master it as soon as possible.

'What a pity about my Fireball and Star Origin Accuracy.'

If it weren't for tonight's unexpected turn of events, he would most likely have chosen one of the two lethal skills.

The flow of time in the spirit world is different from that in the real world. The duration of the dream realm is 1 to 5 times that of reality, and the difference becomes greater as you go higher.

The chessboard is located in the upper part of the dream realm, about three times the time difference. Using this time to practice skills is like having an accelerator.

Especially since Roland entered with his physical body, there was no need to worry about muscle memory or related issues.

After practicing on and off for a long time, I have made some progress in the Lightless Arrow and Heart Lake Meditation Technique. I have mastered the knack of concentrating my will. Although I cannot attach it to the arrow for the time being, it is more than enough to exert mental pressure in conjunction with the Dragon Soul.

'It should be about time.'

It was a feeling, a sense that was not there at all. He picked up his pocket watch to check, and sure enough, it was a little past noon, and it should be daylight outside.

He decided to go out and take a look. Big Mouth needed to rest for a few days, and Eye of Pro couldn't go out either. The Staff of Aria had limited effect on mid-to-high sequence, so the only thing he could use was a pocket watch.

Roland leaped into the air, transforming into a streak of light as he plummeted. He controlled his flight direction by sensing the medium, breaking through the dimensional barrier at the point where it overlapped with the real world.

With a loud thud, before he could even see anything clearly, he crashed headfirst into the wall, the sound so loud that the wood grain cracked.

He turned around and saw that this was his room. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Not bad, I just need to practice a few more times."

If someone were to inexplicably barge into a lady's room, then it would be truly difficult to explain.

He looked wary as he slowly put his scattered clothes back on, while everything around him remained as normal.

'They must have left.'

Just as they finished dressing, there was a knock on the door. It was Evan and the others who had heard the noise and rushed over to check.

He opened the door, and the haggard faces of Evan and the others came into view; it seemed they hadn't slept all night.

"Big brother..."

The group could no longer hold back their tears, which streamed down their faces. They surrounded him, clutching his sleeves and refusing to let go.

“I am extraordinary, and struggle is commonplace for me. You... must adapt to all of this.”

Roland patted each of their heads, offering no further explanation. The boys lacked experience; they needed to go through more things to adapt to this cruel world.

“I also want to become an extraordinary one!” Evan looked up at Roland, his long hair revealing a pair of determined eyes.

Andrew and Targen looked at Evan in surprise, their eyes filled with unfamiliarity. The usually timid Evan seemed like a completely different person.

"Great." Roland grinned. Men who take the initiative to seek change are bound to have a bright future.

A head suddenly popped out from the doorway, its short, wine-red hair quite striking: "Roland?"

"Is there something you need?" Roland's tone was gentler this time.

"Are you... alright?" Percy stood up and tiptoed in, as if afraid of disturbing something.

“My enemy has a powerful background, so you’d better not get too close to me.” Roland looked at him with a half-smile.

“The Seventh Authority?” Percy asked tentatively. “I’ve heard a lot of people talking about this cult.”

“Cult? That’s a fairly accurate term.” Roland nodded slightly, deciding to add that qualifier to his description of the Seventh Authority later. “I’ll be leaving soon. Thank you for taking care of them last night. See you again sometime.”

“We need to take an airship from Sogattak to Almosid. Why don’t we go together? They might have some reservations,” Percy suggested sincerely.

"cough--"

The middle-aged guard outside the door coughed lightly and kept giving Percy meaningful glances, but Percy pretended not to notice.

Roland found it slightly amusing and shook his head, saying, "I am a senior security advisor for the Northern Union Chamber of Commerce. Perhaps fate will arrange for us to meet again."

After saying that, he led Evan and the others to pack their things and go to the lobby to pay the bill.

Because of the damaged walls, the hotel had to pay five dollars in compensation during the room inspection. When it came time to ask for the money, the waiter was extremely nervous, fearing that Roland would get angry or deny the debt.

Tinker Street is a commercial street lined with banks, restaurants and various shops.

There was a restaurant called Delicious Venison right across from the hotel. The name was simple, but their signature honey-grilled venison was really good. Roland and Evan and the others had a big meal.

The tender, juicy, and sweet venison soothed the boys' emotions, and smiles returned to their faces.

After finishing his meal, he bought a tent, sleeping bags, and some food.

Between Grantham and Almosid, there is only one major city, Sogattak. Merchants and travelers would make a detour, passing through Sogattak before continuing south or north.

Roland decided to go to the Northern Merchant Guild's headquarters in Sogattak for a day to rest and talk to Suleiman about what happened last night.

This journey is about 300 kilometers long, with only a few scattered villages and towns along the way. If you go astray or miss a settlement, you may have to camp in the wilderness. You can't do it without a tent and a sleeping bag.

After finishing all that, he went to the nearby Imperial Bank and spent 2,000 German dollars to buy 400 shekels of gold, totaling 3,200 grams.

After acquiring the gold, he immediately crafted ten divine metal mediums of various shapes and secretly sold them to two small jewelry stores. As for where they would ultimately end up, that was entirely up to luck.

These are all his anchor points for inter-space teleportation, and naturally, the more the better.

…………

As the crimson and purple moons rose and set, the radiance of the Lord of Order once again dominated the earth, and a dark, imposing city silhouette appeared at the edge of Roland's vision.

call--

He took a few deep breaths to relieve the fatigue from days of travel. He wasn't physically tired, but he was still under some pressure.

They dared not be distracted while traveling during the day, and hid in the spirit world at night to avoid being located. Fortunately, Killie and Freddie worked very hard and completed the journey of more than 300 kilometers in a day and a half.

If the days were longer, the time would be even shorter.

The city's outline gradually became clear. The city walls were no longer visible; only densely packed houses and crisscrossing streets were visible, interspersed with large factories. Thick smoke from steam turbines billowed upwards, tilting and churning in the wind like scattered dark clouds.

It was huge, noisy, and colorful—that was Roland's first impression.

The city's buildings are mainly wooden, interspersed with some small brick and stone buildings. The buildings on both sides of the road are taller, mostly two or three stories high.

The walls facing the road or to the outside are sprayed with vibrant colors, like a beautiful woman in red makeup, making the whole city beautiful and romantic.

Even the low-rise residential areas are not monotonous. Small patches of dark green plants are planted at the entrances or behind the houses. They have no flowers or green leaves, but they have fine thorns like pine needles and dark brown bark. They are not afraid of the cold wind and add a bit of vitality to the desolate winter.

As the sled approached, Roland found that the road was not very long. No matter how wide or narrow the road was, it would only extend for a few hundred meters at most before turning at the intersection, where there were brightly colored signs.

He randomly chose an entrance and slowly walked along the road that looked like it had been hardened with mortar.

As soon as he entered, he noticed that the cold wind had become very weak and the perceived temperature was several degrees higher, which amazed him.

The streets weren't bustling, but there was a constant flow of pedestrians, so they were never deserted. When pedestrians saw the giant wolf, they only kept a slight distance; they weren't particularly afraid, so it seemed the area was quite safe.

After walking two hundred meters, a five-story building blocks the way, and the street turns to the north and south, forming a T-junction.

The brick and stone building looked very sturdy, and a black sign hung at the entrance: Sogatokpilka District Guard Station.

There was a glass window on the side facing the street. Through the window, you could see two law enforcement officers eating by the window. The table was lower than the window, so you couldn't see what they were eating, but it was steaming hot and they looked very comfortable.

"jingle--"

Suddenly, the alarm bell at the guard post rang. Two law enforcement officers glanced outside through the condensed glass, grabbed their hats, hurriedly went out, and blocked the sled.

Roland found it quite interesting. It seemed that in addition to the officers who ate, there were other officers on duty at the guard posts. Could there be a guard post at every entrance?
"Hello sir, welcome to Sogatok. Please show your identification."

(End of this chapter)