C11 – Was about to Go Crazy
After reviewing his attributes, Qiang Nantie was astounded.
His strength, constitution, and agility had each increased by 0.1!
The school textbooks never ntioned that spiritual energy could enhance one’s physique; they only suggested it was useful for cultivation.
It beca clear that so knowledge can’t be gleaned from books alone—it must be experienced firsthand.
He realized he had greatly underestimated the capabilities of the Spiritual Energy Bamboo House.
If he continued to reside there long-term, he could accumulate a significant number of Attribute Points, even without leveling up.
Qiang Nantie pondered the cause. Despite spending considerable ti there, his physical attributes hadn’t improved.
“It must be because my body was desperately low on energy after the battles outside. Once I arrived here, the spiritual energy replenished ,” he concluded.
With this insight, Qiang Nantie resolved to engage in more battles, recognizing the potential to amass a wealth of Attribute Points.
He then accessed the chat room for new Lords.
A prompt from the territory interface read, “Please finalize your territory’s na, ensuring it’s not a duplicate of another’s.”
While people might share nas, each territory required a unique identifier.
Qiang Nantie mulled it over and suggested, “King Zerg.”
The system responded, “Na is a duplicate. Please try again.”
“Dugu Qibei.”
Again, the system replied, “Na is a duplicate. Please try again.”
“Penguin!”
The system persisted, “Na is a duplicate. Please try again.”
“World Association!”
“Heroes Alliance!”
Each ti, the system’s reply was the sa: “Na is a duplicate. Please try again.”
Frustrated, Qiang Nantie exclaid, “Naming is a nightmare!”
“Swiftbrawlers!”
Yet the system was unyielding, “Na is a duplicate. Please try again.”
Qiang Nantie was stunned.
After dozens of attempts, his patience wore thin.
“Holy shit!”
The system’s unchanging response: “Na is a duplicate. Please try again.”
Qiang Nantie was at a loss for words.
Who in their right mind would na their territory “Holy shit”?
He figured they must be just as exasperated with the naming process as he was.
He was currently online, eagerly awaiting a big shot’s assistance to choose an appealing na.
Should anyone lend Qiang Nantie a hand, he could have Huamo express his gratitude.
For a solid thirty minutes, Qiang Nantie racked his brain for a suitable na.
Finally, he let out a frustrated bellow: “Heavenly Court!”
A prompt from the territory appeared: “The na is available. Do you wish to na your territory ‘Heavenly Court’?”
He hadn’t anticipated the na would actually be accepted.
“Yes.”
The prompt confird: “Your territory will henceforth be known as ‘Heavenly Court’.”
A na was rely a label; the true asure was in its growth.
Yet, from this point forward, the Heavenly Court must rise above the highest skies, gazing down upon all creatures.
But for now, the focus was on developnt.
Qiang Nantie joined the chatroom, which was organized by region.
Speaking on the international channel cost a Lord 1000 spirit coins for a ssage up to 2000 words—a steep price. During the Trial period for newcors, the spirit coins they brought with them were unusable.
As a result, the international channel was virtually silent.
On the National Channel, each ssage from a Lord cost 100 spirit coins, with a daily limit of 100 uses and a maximum of 200 words per ssage.
In the Rikrovaria Dynasty’s southern region, each ssage cost 10 spirit coins, with no limit on frequency, a one-minute interval between ssages, and a 500-word cap.
Charging spirit coins just to speak—was that fair?
Absolutely, it was.
In the real world, after all, surfing the web isn’t free.
Within the territory, spirit coins were akin to paying for an internet connection. Without spending spirit coins, there was no access to the network.
So yes, it made perfect sense.
Though the cost was high, those who needed to communicate could make the most of it by saying everything they needed in one go.
Each ssage was lengthy, akin to a short story.
Yet, Qiang Nantie had managed to read through every single one.
“I’m in dire need of wood and stone. If you’ve got the goods, don’t hesitate—co find !”
“I’m in the market for so gear. If you’ve got quality equipnt, drop
a line. I promise you’ll be happy with the price, dear.”
“Ergency! It’s a top-priority situation! I need a Defense Tower, barracks, and weaponry. If you’ve got the goods, co at , fast. I’m a powerhouse and not here for small talk.”
“I left my food behind. Can anyone sell
so grub? I’m starving and parched. Who’s my savior?”
“I’m skilled in many crafts and I’m looking for a patron. Equip
and pay
in spirit coins. Make it worth my while, and I’m yours.”
“Got a divine spear for sale. Interested? Make your offer now.”
“This lady’s bra boosts your charm and defense by a notch. Want it? Step right up.”
Today marked the beginning of the Trial, with everyone starting from zero.
Only the truly wealthy would let monsters shatter their crystals as soon as they entered the ga, then use their family’s clout to rapidly establish their domain.
The rest of the Lords had to hustle, aiming to score a top finish and snag a prize.
The Lord Era has seen its share of novelties that newbies can bring into the trial, but such items are pricey and scarce.
Yet with so many people around the globe, there’s no shortage of affluent heirs looking to leverage these rarities to stand out in the newbie trial.
Qiang Nantie exited the chatroom and entered the International Trade Hall.
The hall was divided into sections: the International Trade Hall and the National Exchange Hall.
Qiang Nantie browsed the international offerings. These were global newbie Lords’ listings, and so were quite the catch.
But the price tags were steep.
Still, in the hall, so didn’t hesitate to splash out on ads seeking construction materials.
Clearly, a case of rich kid syndro. On day one of the Newbie Trials, he was already flashing his cash in the international channel.
And his offers? They were sky-high.
Poverty sure can stifle one’s dreams.
Qiang Nantie noticed a variety of edibles up for grabs, all items brought over from the real world—bread, milk, and the like.
Does anyone need these items?
Turns out, they really do. The food was snatched up in the blink of an eye.
Is there a food shortage?
Not exactly.
Newcors need to quickly reach Level 5 because only then will the Lord be awarded a farm building.
Until Level 5, the Lord must provide food for the soldiers they’ve summoned.
Newbies entering the territory are subject to strict weight limits on their items.
Even if they wanted to carry more, it’s simply not possible.
This leaves new Lords feeling quite frustrated.
But they have to comply with this rule.
After all, if they exceed the weight limit, they won’t be able to set foot in the territory.
Qiang Nantie suddenly saw a golden opportunity to strike it rich.
So, he listed a Black Scaled Snake he had defeated in the wild for sale.
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