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Kieran’s restless emotions settled down a few minutes after he learned of his title’s effects.
Although the title was beneficial, he couldn’t maximize its worth until he obtained additional people to work for him.
At so point, he considered accepting a Profession like Alchemist or Forger to help produce inco, but he didn’t know if such a path suited him. Because of his elitist mindset, Kieran desired most if not all of the Main Quests available inside Aeredale.
However, accepting those quests ant he would have little ti to focus on a Profession. Not unless he found a way to divide the hassle of completing those quests or slowed down his tiline to accommodate a Profession.
After all, it wasn’t uncommon for Lifestyle Players to beco lost in the production process and spend countless hours honing their Profession.
And, considering he already unlocked the Focus attribute, the odds of him entering such a state was higher than other players who had yet to obtain the attribute.
Thus, Kieran opted for a more reasonable alternative.
“Aatrox, forgive , but I must mobilize so of the city’s guards to help move this Gold to the secure reserve vault beneath the city. I won’t trouble you with such a trivial task. You’re welco to stay here as long as you like if you want.”
Mayor Lowe stood up behind his desk and approached the door.
Kieran glanced in Mayor Lowe’s direction with a slight nod. “I’ll take you up on that offer for the ti being.”
While Mayor Lowe left to gather several city guards, Kieran sat down and browsed through two platforms. The first thing he visited was Zenith Online’s official forum to check for any unusual posts regarding Lifestyle Players.
Kieran sifted through thousands of posts at a speed that defied common sense. However, Kieran applied a trick while rapidly scrolling through the ocean of forum posts. Kieran’s eyes were affixed to specific keywords and nothing else.
Such an ability was the benefit of the curse known as the Hyper-Cognitive Overload Sickness. When in control, he far outstripped any average human in processing information.
Eventually, out of thousands of posts that ntioned Alchemist, Forger, and other Professions, Kieran narrowed them down to less than 50 useful ones. Kieran then compared the usernas to nas with even the slightest bit of fa within his mories.
That number, which was initially close to 50, dropped to less than 10. Currently, Kieran’s sole priority was amassing people who could serve as Chiefs of their respective trade. There was ample ti to pick up lesser talents at a later date.
After acquiring their nas, Kieran sent a private ssage to all of them and closed the forum. The ssage wasn’t detailed but conveyed his intention to et with them.
Next, he checked the notice he sent on his streaming page to see if anyone had replied to his request. It had been a few days since he made the announcent, so it should have attracted at least one person.
However, Kieran underestimated the impact of fa and skyrocketing stardom. His jaw dropped after seeing the number of private ssages on his streaming profile.
While most of the ssages ca from naless teams and several other guilds attempting to get in contact, a substantial number of lifestyle players were willing to honor his request.
Two nas, in particular, stuck out in Kieran’s eyes—Sorcia and Hamon. Right now, these two were unknown, but Kieran knew them very well.
In Kieran’s original ti, Sorcia held a second title: The Alchemic Maiden. Her skills as an Alchemist triumphed over her original class as a Priest, which inevitably led to her devoting every waking mont to perfecting her craft.
On the other hand, Hamon was known as the Godhand Hamr. He was one of the only players to reach the Fad level without the backing of a guild. His exceptionally honed skill made him so valuable that no one dared trouble him.
Several guilds would move on his behalf if he so much as offered to craft a few items for them. Hamon beca an untouchable entity without ever joining a guild through the relationships fostered by his forging skill.
However, although Kieran managed to attract the attention of these two, getting them to join him was a different challenge altogether. Neither of these individuals agreed to join a guild in his past despite the abundance of offers they received.
This led Kieran to suspect they either possessed a backing that didn’t require additional financial support or cherished their freedom above all else.
And if these two reasons didn’t apply, they were simply incredibly patient and confident in their skill.
Nevertheless, Kieran felt it wouldn’t hurt to try.
After all, Sorcia and Hamon were from kingdoms under the Xesian Empire’s jurisdiction. Kieran specified in his announcent that any interested in his offer would need to be within the Xesian Empire for convenience.
However, that was all a ruse to ensure they were close and easily accessible for him to win them over.
After replying to Hamon and Sorcia’s ssage, Kieran received a few alerts.
〈System: You are receiving a video call from Altair. Would you like to answer? [ Y | N ]〉
After answering the call, Kieran was t with a familiar face and a familiar face. Altair wasn’t alone; seven other people accompanied him. They were naturally Bastion and the others.
Before diving into his training with Scar, Kieran delivered everyone’s respective flight or transportation information. Because Kieran paid for everything and put it in their nas, they received everything after providing proof of identity.
“Dude… what the hell is this place?” Altair remarked. Although he was rarely astonished, the facility before their eyes was truly state of the art.
Kieran laughed at Altair’s expression before correcting his possible misconception.
“It’s not mine if that’s what you’re thinking. I had so… issues I needed to correct. So I’ve taken shelter here for the ti being. It’s convenient, so it’s where we’ll train for now.”
“I’ll log off now, give a mont,” Kieran said. He had maybe one or two hours before the event started, so he could at least log off, tend to everyone’s needs, and get them situated before logging back in.
Kieran terminated the video call and initiated the log-out sequence to receive everyone.
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The VR Helt covering Kieran’s head let out a low hissing sound as he took it off, only to find Dr. Riley staring directly at him with a deadly glare.
“Yes…?” Kieran didn’t know why Dr. Riley looked at him this way, but it didn’t take a genius to understand that she was irritated.
When she heard Kieran’s remark, it was like an emotional dam broke. Kieran was imdiately given an earful.
“Didn’t I tell you to be careful and watch what you do inside that unusual ga?! I don’t know what you did over these past three days… but look!” Dr. Riley pointed at the bed Kieran sat on.
Part of it seed burnt while another part was mutilated to the point it seed like it was a wild animal’s doing. However, this wasn’t the result of an animal.
At so point in Kieran’s training, it had beco so intense that it bled into reality once more. While in a semi-comatose state, Kieran’s body released a berserk wave of energy almost as dreadful as the one produced before his death.
- This energy frightened Dr. Riley, ultimately leading to her distancing herself from Kieran’s body until the power settled down. However, when it settled, the dical bed was in terrible condition.
Kieran examined the bed he sat upon and realized an extrely familiar sensation. ‘Isn’t this… the energy of the Dread Circlet? Why is it here?’
Although it was possible to replicate physical attacks and perform ntal attacks with ntal energy, replicating an S Rank Skill fueled by Mana should be virtually impossible. Why? Because Earth didn’t possess Mana!
Furthermore, if one tried to recreate a high-level skill without reaching a sufficient superhuman level, it could potentially fry their brain.
‘Is this sohow related to manually learning Dread Culling? Could it have accelerated sothing within ? Or is it an effect of my rebirth? So many questions….’
Kieran inevitably sighed and looked at Dr. Riley with a weak smile. “I’ll handle the cost, Lillian. Order a new one. Actually, I think you should order several. There’s no telling if this phenonon will occur regularly.”
Dr. Riley scoffed but listened to his suggestion nonetheless. “Of course, you’re footing the bill! You broke the damned thing! Also, go ahead and receive your friends.”
Kieran slid off the dical bed and walked through the facility until he reached the front door.
Under normal circumstances, one would have to go through several security asures to enter, but Dr. Riley disabled them after recalling Kieran’s ntion of future guests.
The facility’s large tal doors opened, revealing everyone with packed bags. Aside from Alice and Cygnus, everyone else traveled light.
Contrary to Kieran’s expectations, a warm welco never ca. Instead, the faces of the three girls reddened while looking at the feast before their eyes.
“What is this?! Are you trying to seduce ? Put on a damned shirt you fitness model!” Nean barged past Kieran while scoffing and shaking his head.
“Well, hello to you too, Nean.”
Kieran gestured for everyone to follow him as the facility’s large doors slamd shut.
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