Yes, he needed to beco stronger, in every sense of the word. Whether it was his own level, his territory, or advancents in spell and divine arts, he needed it all.
Just wait until he cleaned up this wave of Shadow Wolf packs. When the teacher saw him again, he would surely be surprised!
Not quite, though. Given the teacher’s personality, he would probably tease Kael and say a bunch of nonsense before expressing his surprise.
For example, "Kael, my good student. As our strength grows, our bodily structure becos more subtle and complex. From the perspective of life propagation, it definitely has so impact. I suggest you…"
Such bizarre nonsense was exactly the type of thing Mr. Luxius would say!
Although Kael didn’t quite understand why Mr. Luxius was so keen about his students’ future partners’ progress.
He didn’t seem like the kind of person who enjoyed matchmaking!
Whatever, overthinking wouldn’t help. Wasn’t it just a situation where it might be hard to win the lottery or sothing?
He didn’t know about other races, but let’s not forget, he was an Incubus! Just in terms of propagation, Incubi inherently had a great advantage over other races.
Still, Kael wondered what kind of environnt Incubi originally lived in to develop such racial talents.
...
The next day.
Near the Ranger Camp, more and more players were gathering.
Last night’s grand skirmish had beco a hot topic on the forum, and while so people were lanting missing out, many others began eyeing the rewards for the upcoming grand counterattack task. Continue your journey on empire
They didn’t believe the ensuing battle to encircle the wolf packs would have no player involvent; thus, those who could get there first were already swiftly convening nearby.
Perhaps due to the pre-war morale-boosting activities, the entire Ranger Camp atmosphere had beco lively. Yesterday’s funeral now seed like a distant mory.
Only those truly heartbroken understood that scars wouldn’t disappear entirely with ti. They would resurface unexpectedly.
It might be an unwashed dish in the camp, a local delicacy brought from ho to share but never opened, or a familiar but now absent voice at a mont’s glance.
At such tis, soone might rember a long-lost friend who had been gone for a very long ti.
anwhile, Kael and Elanna road near the Ranger Camp.
With the players’ arrival, more supplies were transported to this place.
For the players, every major battle was like a grand celebration. They paid no mind to the strange looks from other Rangers, as they spontaneously ford a small marketplace outside the camp.
They exchanged stories of their recent experiences and brought out various junk collected from who knows where, engaging in wild haggling with other players.
Kael even saw Jiu Yue Industries setting up a stall nearby, displaying many small handmade items.
Upon closer inspection, it mainly sold gas masks, fertilizers, swords, and so ivory carving products.
Surprisingly, these items were selling quite well in the mini-market.
Most interestingly, the players had seemingly transitioned into the Iron Age early thanks to their real-world skills.
Although the swords were still far from those crafted by the blacksmiths in the town, they were already good enough to serve as basic weapons for professionals.
"Their mobilization ability is fast," Elanna said with a light laugh. "With these helpful Undead assisting you, Lancaster’s future developnt speed should improve even more."
In fact, although many Rangers didn’t understand the players’ mindset, the bustling atmosphere had drawn quite a few to check out the market.
With no battles, they had nothing to do besides training.
After wandering around, many indeed found so things worth buying.
"How do you feel? Where they are, there’s never a lack of vitality and energy," Kael said with a smile to Elanna.
Elanna nodded.
It was true. Such lively and cheerful scenes were usually only seen during special Church holidays or major federated festivals.
But with these Undead, this lively and bustling atmosphere seed like the norm.
Passing by, Kael noticed a stall selling coconut milk mixed with green tea and various deep-fried insects, which had a considerable crowd despite their initial apprehension.
Kael suspected that the popularity of the stall was likely because the players knew they weren’t eating real insects, thus easing their fears.
Finally, the two decided to sit at a noodle stall.
It was run by a player selling ran. The place was quite busy, and the food looked decent.
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