Rioneed: VRMMORPG

Ibro didn't know he could choose between two options here. He took his time thinking about his choice. 

He had great experience in the technology-based worlds, while his village now consisted mainly of cultivators. Would he trust himself or trust his people? His choice was obvious, he chose himself.

"I choose the technology-based challenge."

"Choice has been made. Your heavenly challenge will be moving your whole village to a completely different technology based world. Your mission is to keep your village intact after 1 month. 

This 1 month will be like 1 minute here. Anything you gain there will be yours to keep. Your village will be determined by the place of your soldiers. Teleportation will start now. Good luck in this test village lord."

At once, the huge stele hung in the sky shone with bright light. Majestic voices echoed in the universe with some strange language. These voices were like singing. 

This phenomenon didn't last long as it was followed by a slight vibration to the ground then everything returned to normal again. This stele, though, kept hanging in the air. 

Ibro was speechless for only a moment before laughing out loudly. He was laughing like a mad man. For him, this wasn't a challenge at all. It was a golden opportunity. At once he looked towards Erond and Gorsag as he ordered:

"How many new villagers can fly?"

Erond replied at once:

"Around 5000. Is there something wrong, my king?"

"No, nothing is wrong. In fact, everything is very correct. Now , I want you two to take these 5000 and divide them on teams. I want you all to scout all the places around here. 

Look for huge cities, towns, and villages like here. Don't engage with anyone, just note down what you find and report back to me. 

On your way, go to the front armies and tell the alpha death knight to stop any hostilities towards anyone. Tell them to just retreat to the basin and hold the passageway from inside."

"We will do this immediately, my king. But what about the challenge? Did the village get upgraded?"

Ibro smiled evilly as he explained:

"We have been teleported to a totally new world as our trial."

Gorsag asked at once:

"What cultivation world did we teleport to?"

"It's not a cultivation world, it's a technology world. Now move, we don't have much time."

Gorsag exchanged looks with Erond who asked:

"May I ask about the trial goal? And what time do we have here?"

"We only need to survive here for a month."

Gorsag said with relief:

"A month is a long time."

Ibro said seriously to him:

"No, one month is not even enough. C'mon, move now and don't waste time."

The two of them started to gather the villagers who could fly while they were speaking to each other via divine sense. They didn't understand why Ibro was in such a hurry. 

They didn't know what Ibro knew. This was a huge opportunity for Ibro as he lacked a lot of things and he would find them here. 

As that mysterious voice told him, he could have anything from here and take it back to his world. He didn't plan to follow the manuscript written for him by this edict, he had his plans. 

He would establish his own fort here and use this as his main supply base. The problem was that he knew nothing about this world. The sooner he got info about the world the better. 

He didn't stay in his place at all as he moved towards his manor. He sent for Rinobak who arrived at the manor in haste. He had been informed about all the updates from Sera. After greeting Ibro he asked:

"Have we really entered a technology based world, my king?"

Ibro knew that the original villagers here came from technology based worlds. He knew how this man felt… It was like going back home after a long trip.

"Yes, we are now in a technology based world. This world seems very strong as it was chosen as our challenge test. I want you to haste in building the walls. 

Also, I want you to increase the number of defensive towers around the walls. I want you also to build some towers at the basin passageway. I want you also to build multiple war ports, and then start building our fleet. I want all these tasks to finish by tomorrow at maximum."

Rinobak wasn't like Erond or Gorsag, he knew what Ibro meant and understood the reason behind all these orders.

Arriving here as a challenge meant this world was advanced in technology. That meant the players here were very strong and they might pose a threat to them. 

Although they had a huge army out there, he knew the strength of the players… resurrection. Infinite lives would be their trump card. He immediately started to execute his king orders. 

Ibro sat in his chair thinking about what he should do next. He needed to know the levels of the players here. He wanted to enter system cities again and try to gain many valuable skill books from there. 

He also wanted to start his big plan… establishing a base here. The first goal was hard to achieve as he had no gold at all. He had to figure out a way to get gold coins. 

The second goal was hindered by the players themselves. He knew players, they couldn't be trusted. He began to draw a general layout for his plans in his mind. 

Without him feeling it, time passed rapidly as a couple of hours passed while he was immersed in his thoughts.

During this period, his scouts had taken a tour around the village area and returned to the village. Gorsag and Erond didn't move with them as they both stayed back on the still on-building walls. After they gathered the reports, they headed back to the manor to find Ibro immersed deeply in his thoughts.