Master Changsheng

Chapter 137, Section 134: Two and a Half Years

The two people riding the Earthshaker Lizard were one thin and one fat; the thin one had triangular eyes.

"Abandoned barbaric land"—that was his own words.

He was dressed in a magnificent blue and white robe, with the words "Fifth-Tier Mage of the Wasteland Mage Association" printed on his chest.

The fat man, on the other hand, was dressed in light armor, with a gloomy look in his eyes and a fake smile on his chubby face.

"Hey~ Don't be so blunt."

"Don't mention the name 'Barbarian Land' here; it will upset those barbarians."

The fat man said with a chuckle, but his expression was exactly the same as the thin man's.

"Ha! A bunch of trash, I don't know where their luck came from, they actually found the complete method of spirit infusion."

"This reminds me of the madman who emerged from this barbaric land a century ago, saying we were on the wrong path of spiritual empowerment? Ha! A barbarian is a barbarian!"

"Oh? You mean that so-called patriarch of the Kingdom of Shak? He's incredibly short-sighted..."

"By the way, what happened to him in the end?"

"I don't know, he's probably dead?"

The skinny guy said it nonchalantly.

They rode the fifth-tier [Earthshaker Lizard] with the fat man towards their destination, the location from which they had obtained the information.

Suddenly, a "dwarf" who was only about one meter tall but whose body was covered in muscles ran out in front of them.

The two men sized each other up, and the skinny man spoke first with disdain: "These vermin living in burrows dare to walk in the sunlight?"

The skinny man took out a staff inlaid with gems the size of an infant's head and quickly chanted a few incantations...

"Wind Punishment!"

In an instant, countless thin, blade-like wind blades flew out…

They swept across the sky and arrived before the dwarves in the blink of an eye.

puff!puff!puff!

A series of soft, splattering sounds rang out. Before the dwarf could even comprehend what was happening, his body was reduced to fragments by the wind blades' attacks…

Having done all this, the skinny man casually waved his hand, and a gust of blue wind blew, turning the dwarf fragments on the ground into ashes...

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only a faint smell of blood in the air proved that the dwarves once existed here.

"Is this all the barbarians in the Savage Land are? Their territory has been occupied by a bunch of alien races."

"Once the center of the world..."

"Shut up! This isn't a topic for us to discuss!"

The skinny guy quickly shut up; if the fat guy hadn't spoken, he would have said something he shouldn't have.

Nowadays, everyone knows that this place is a desert with high temperatures and is not suitable for living.

How many people know that this once desolate desert had another name...?

--moat!

The skinny man shook his head, trying to clear his mind.

They continued towards their destination with the fat man.

The dwarves were just a minor incident for the two of them.

Even though he was a dwarf with strength approaching the fifth rank…

Just in time!

A series of mournful wails suddenly rang out.

Skeletal figures crawled out of the ground.

It was like the cry of the dead, echoing throughout the land.

The skinny man riding the fifth-tier Earthshaker Lizard didn't seem to care and joked nonchalantly, "Look, our friend is giving us a welcome ceremony."

The fat man sneered, and a blood-red longsword suddenly appeared in his hand, with a blood-red, fist-sized gem embedded in the hilt.

The blade gleamed coldly: "Heh! Chopping bones? I haven't done that in ages!"

In the blink of an eye, their surroundings had become a world of the dead.

A skull, its head glowing red, wielding bone weapons, surged towards the two.

Behind these skeletons were other skeletons holding skull staves, their skulls opening and closing their mouths as they chanted spells.

Seeing this, the skinny monk sneered and shouted, "Give me three seconds!"

"Three seconds? Thirty seconds is fine too!"

The fat man remained expressionless, gripping his long sword, and leaped off the back of the Earthshaker Lizard.

Its figure moves nimbly, traversing a sea of ​​skeletons.

With each swing of the blade, a large number of skulls turned into dust.

In the blink of an eye, three seconds had passed.

The skinny mage was enveloped in bursts of magical energy.

He shouted, "Wind Sweep!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue tornado appeared beside the skinny man in the blink of an eye!

In just one breath, the tornado expanded its diameter to nearly a hundred meters!

The height seemed to connect with the sky!

Any skeleton or undead that is touched by this tornado will turn into dust, not even lasting a second.

The skinny man, holding a staff, sat atop the Earthshaker Lizard, his expression indifferent, maintaining the tornado.

The world seemed to have lost its color.

All that remained was a bluish-green tornado.

"Is this how you welcome us?"

"Oh!"

The fat man sheathed his long sword, stood protectively in front of the thin man, crossed his arms, and sneered.

Just as the two were expressing their disdain, a faint, aged voice suddenly rang out between heaven and earth:

"fall!"

A nearly 100-meter-long, withered skeletal hand suddenly appeared from the ground and instantly struck the two of them.

The unstoppable blue-green tornadoes that were effective against the skeleton were completely ineffective against this giant hand.

In the blink of an eye, the palm passed through the tornado and slammed down on the two of them.

The two only had time to shout before they were struck by the enormous hand…

"boom!!"

"No need to hold back, kill them."

An aged voice resounded through the sky.

As soon as he finished speaking, undead led by the King of the Kingdom of Shak suddenly appeared from beneath the ground.

Among them was Sally Buklin, the fifth princess of the Principality of Buklin.

The group consisted of seven people: five pseudo-fifth-tier individuals and two true fifth-tier individuals.

Without uttering a sound, he instantly launched his attack.

The fat and thin duo lay motionless in the deep pit of the giant hand, only their faint breathing could be heard...

Ten minutes later.

The fat and thin combination was torn to pieces...

The seven members of the Kingdom of Shak, riding fifth-tier [Earthshaker Lizards], headed towards the Town of the Dead…

Another hour has passed.

Will Bucklin, clad in black robes and dedicated to stopping the civil war in the Seven Kingdoms, appears here.

He crouched down where the fat and thin duo had died, his hands pressed to the ground. After a short while, Will Bucklin chuckled softly and pulled a tattered map from the ground beside him.

It's a map of the dense forest...

Putting away the map, Will-Bucklin glanced in the direction where the people from the town of the dead had disappeared, his eyes resolute: "I will stop you! I will!"

...

The next day.

In the side quest, Ankai witnessed the town of the dead taking action and smashing two members from the "Wilderness Development and Management Association" into pieces.

This outcome was within Ankai's expectations.

They then sought out Malken and asked him to spread the news that Donglin had killed the "Wilderness Development and Management Association".

The purpose was to let the twenty-eighth prince of the orcs find out.

After all, these two people from the "Wilderness Development and Management Association" were the ones brought here by the news spread by the 28th Prince of the Orcs.

An Kai still hoped that someone with greater strength could come here and kill Dong Lin.

Although he knew the chances were slim…

After doing all this, Ankai returned to his meditation retreat.

The town of the dead fell silent once again.

Donglin seemed to have suddenly died, and there was no further sound.

Time slipped by, bit by bit.

The number of residents in Good House is increasing, and the strength of the city's inhabitants is growing stronger.

...

A year and a half later.

Suddenly, a powerful pressure emanated from the castle of the House of Goodness!

Between heaven and earth, magical elements rapidly converged towards it.

In an instant, the residents of the city seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and an immense pressure filled the entire city of Good House.

Even Milton, the spirit-wielding [Heavy Armor Warrior], felt the same way.

This feeling was as if it came from a suppression of one's talent.

He stood guard at the castle gate, and the sensations were especially clear to him.

Looking towards the castle, Milton was shocked. He had a [Lv3] talent, which had already made him a [Spirit Empowerment] professional!

Currently, those who can suppress him in terms of talent...

"fear!"

With a muttered thought, Milton sensed even more that Ankai was mysterious and powerful…

Not only Ankai, but even his guard dog was like that.

Lying in the courtyard, his aura grew stronger.

Milton even sensed a subtle but powerful pressure emanating from the watchdog…

"That's insane!"

...

one year later.

The desert bordering seven countries is vastly different from what it was two and a half years ago.

The former refugees from the seven kingdoms feared the desert, were afraid of the desert people, and were unwilling to have much contact with them.

Now it's the other way around.

Countless refugees from the seven kingdoms resolved not to hide in the desert, but to leave and seek out the mysterious city—the House of Goodness.

They all had only one goal: to join the House of Goodness.

In just two and a half years, Goodwill House has developed a career advancement system with levels one through five, attracting a large following.

Especially six months ago, when a resident of the Good House was promoted to the fifth level, it drove them even crazier.

Countless people flocked to the desert in order to improve their strength.

In just two and a half years, the Good House had become the absolute core of the desert.

Its reputation far surpasses that of the former Chaos City.

Some say that a good family is a chaotic city.

Some say that when the Lord of Chaos City comes to a good family, everyone must be respectful, or else they will be slapped.

That's true; Chris did indeed get slapped by Ankai...

In conclusion, the House of Goodness has become the undisputed number one power in the desert!

The 28th Prince of the Orcs, who once only had eyes for the inner city of Chaos City and no eyes for the good families, is now filled with deep regret.

Had he known this would happen, he would have crushed them the moment the outer city of Chaos City began to rise.

Now, things have turned out this way; the orcs are so oppressed by the House of Goodness that they dare not even show their faces in the desert.

They were terrified of being targeted by the lunatics at the Good House.

The 28th Prince of the Orcs knew that the House of Goodness had spread the word that whoever could find the Orcs' settlement would receive a direct path to the fourth tier of their profession, along with comprehensive information.

There's no way around it; cities like Good House, which publish their career advancement methods, are just too unreasonable.

The twenty-eighth prince of the orcs hoped countless times that someone from the House of Goodness would use the information provided by the Spirit-Enhancing Tower to improve their strength and then destroy the House of Goodness.

Little did he know that Ankai's control over the Good Household was beyond his imagination.

For professionals of level four or above, let alone engaging in such rebellion, even the thought of doing so could attract the attention of the Good Samaritan's enforcement team...

For some noble forces that have come to the desert, the existence of the House of Goodness, which publishes its methods for career advancement, is a violation of the rules.

They also wanted revenge.

Some noble families, believing themselves to be quite powerful, wanted to use their noble status to reason with the virtuous.

pity.

Such foolish nobles were all hung on the walls of the Good House, where they were blown to dust and turned into skeletons by the wind and sand...

As luck would have it, the bodies of these simple-minded nobles were hung right at the entrance of the House of Goodness, above the characters "良" (good) and "善" (goodness).

In two and a half years, the Demon Extermination Tower was also split in two.

A new demon-slaying tower has been built at the entrance of the House of Goodness.

There are two exorcism towers, one responsible for exchanging items and the other responsible for publishing and compiling resident information.

Around the two demon-slaying towers, desert dwellers who had not yet obtained the right to enter the city built neat houses.

They called themselves "outer city dwellers of the House of Goodness".

The biggest change at Goodwill Home today compared to two and a half years ago is that the "Outer City Resident Nameplate" is no longer distributed free of charge.

Instead, they are exchanged and sold based on demon-slaying points or gold coins.

Whenever someone wearing a white nameplate, symbolizing a first-tier resident of the outer city of the Good Family, appears at the Demon Extermination Tower, it always arouses envy among those who have not obtained the qualification to enter the city.

If someone from the inner city appears with a black (second tier), yellow (third tier), or green (fourth tier) nameplate on their chest, it always causes a sensation in the Demon Extermination Tower.

As for the red background, representing the fifth-tier professional's nameplate, it belongs to the most mysterious person in the House of Goodness.

Whenever they appear, they cause not a sensation, but silence!

The strong cannot be humiliated!

This is the most fundamental rule of a virtuous family.

They were terrified that their gaze would incur the wrath of fifth-tier professionals; if they were slapped to death, they would have no recourse.

This is the Good House two and a half years later.

A powerful force serving Ankai!

...

A virtuous family.

Inner city.

Clean streets, with orderly rows of houses and shops.

The detector merchant, the fat Andaoen.

I'm in a really good mood today.

He first went to the Spirit Pavilion and told the fourth-tier guard that he had come to find the honorary pavilion master, Hanks.

A moment later, Hanks, with his hunched figure, appeared.

At this moment, Hanks wasn't feigning a hunchback; he was genuinely hunchbacked...

The two walked together toward the most mysterious castle in the inner city.

During the journey, Hanks coughed a few times and asked curiously, "You managed to do it?"

The detector merchant, Andoron, smiled confidently: "Of course! I'll complete any task assigned by the master immediately!"

...

Before long, the two arrived at the entrance to the castle.

First, they took out the bones and threw them to Nurnexus, who was lounging by the door, lazily sunbathing…

"Huh? You're still alive?"

"What a pity."

Hanks' face darkened, then he ignored the bastard and entered the castle with Andor.

Inside the castle.

An Kai sat upright in the main hall of the Moon Opening Ceremony.

He was holding a glass of ice water.

Without hesitation, Andoun immediately took out a pitch-black detector...

"My lord, the detector capable of detecting energy and converting it into attributes has been successfully completed!"

"Oh?" An Kai put down the ice water in his hand and stood up.

Approaching the bowing Andorn, he took the detector from his hands…

Hold it in your hands and play with it for a while:

"Could it be used to detect the undead prison?"

Andoun smiled confidently: "Yes!"

An Kai smiled and patted An Daoen on the shoulder: "Go to the Spirit Enhancement Pavilion and pick out a job you like."

"By the way, you're a blacksmith, right?"

"The Spirit Enhancement Pavilion contains information on fourth-tier blacksmith professions."

An Daoen looked up abruptly, his expression excited, and said softly, "Thank you, sir!"

Ankai waved his hand, signaling Andoen to leave.

He sat back down in his chair and casually opened his attribute panel.

While watching, he said, "Hanks, if you have any regrets, just say so. We're friends, and I'll help you if I can."

"Of course, I can't help you with infertility."

Hanks chuckled awkwardly, then frowned, seriously considering his "regret"...

An Kai looked at his improved stats and was in a pretty good mood…

【Level Lv1: 10/10 'Locked'】

【intelligence:…】

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(End of this chapter)