Then Isaac shook his head and brushed aside his daydreams of hurtling through the sky on a flying sword. He was getting too far ahead of himself: right now he was still a young cultivator in middle stage with diocre talent; there was a long way to go before he reached that level. More importantly, there was a lot of work to do before he reached that level and he couldn't lose sight of the smaller, less glamourous things he would have to do to get there.
For example, practice lots of it. The Spirit Sword Anima was just like a normal sword with so small differences, so Isaac hadn't encountered any problems wielding it. However, most Anima required extensive practice to use properly.
For example, Johan's Ice Fragnt Anima was easy to use but hard to master; it would take several years of aiming practice to do so. In fact, Johan could only use it sowhat well because he'd trained with other ranged weapons before.
On the other hand, Isaac had never experienced anything like the Snowshoe Anima. Using it would be an entirely new experience and it would take him a while to get used to, let alone beco proficient with.
That ant he had to be dedicated and spend a lot of ti practicing with it, but ti was sothing he didn't have right now. He needed to organise the creation of his team. In fact, he needed to speak to Sanna's group tomorrow and see which potential candidates they'd discovered.
He also needed to do so physical training to get his body back to a peak state after barely moving during 2 weeks of seclusion. And after that, his locker expired in 11 days so he would have to collect the 2 reward points he kept in it. He didn't dare keep them since they'd likely be stolen, so he would need to exchange them for more pills and spend another 2 days cultivating them. All in all, he had a lot of things to do and not much ti. If you wanted to look even further into the future, there was also the newcors' tournant in less than 2 months and it would be best to prepare in advance.
Since Isaac lacked ti to practice with his Snowshoe Anima, he would have to create so. Learning to use the Snowshoe Anima would exponentially increase his combat strength, evasion skills and ability to escape from danger, so it was a priority task. Therefore, Isaac decided to slightly postpone picking his team mbers.
He made his way back ho for the first ti in a while and found his house was still as ssy as ever. He still hadn't cleared up after Sanna's group trashed it.
Thankfully, he'd at least cleaned the dirt and muck off of his bed so he could co in and imdiately lie down, ready to go to sleep.
He drifted off within a minute he was ntally exhausted from cultivating and pushing his will to the limit for 2 weeks. Luckily, sleep was an effective form of recovery for any kind of ntal fatigue, including exhausted willpower.
Isaac slept like a baby that night and woke up late the next day. He ate breakfast at a leisurely pace and left his house just before midday.
The sun was high in the sky, but Isaac couldn't see it through the thick layers of cloud. It was also snowing quite heavily, which pleased Isaac since it ant he could practice with his Snowshoe Anima later.
For now, though, he was on the way to Sanna's house. It was the main eting point for the group of 6, but Isaac also knew the other mbers' addresses so they couldn't hide from him by staying in one of their houses instead. The mbers all knew this, so they had simply accepted their fate and decided to do their job instead of running from Isaac.
Isaac arrived at the house and waited outside for a while he knew the group would return to get lunch soon. At around 12:15, he saw a group of 6 people walking down the street towards him and chatting. They were all talking and laughing, so none of them saw him leaning against the doorway.
When they got closer, Sanna looked up and spotted Isaac. She froze for a mont and stopped in her tracks, but then she quickly recovered her senses. She nudged the man next to her and whispered sothing to him, then she said sothing to the whole group but Isaac was too far away to hear.
They walked towards Isaac together not confident, but also not showing the signs of fear they had when they saw him last. It seed that ti was indeed the best dicine for anything; even trauma. The group still carried injuries to remind them of Isaac's short torture session, but those mories had grown less vivid and painful over the last 2 weeks.
Isaac believed the group still feared him; it would be difficult not to after what he did to them. But he wouldn't put it past them to try and cross him again if the rewards were great enough, which is why he decided to never trust them too much. He decided that if anyone else chose to attack him, he would make a public example out of them and try to establish a reputation for being ruthless to his enemies.
It might be lesss effective than having a faction back him up, but a reputation for being cruel and cold-hearted would still deter groups from targeting him. Then groups such as this would have second thoughts about getting revenge or attacking him, and he wouldn't need to worry about getting ambushed as often.
Since that was the case, he would get them to spread so bait as part of their new task,
"What are you waiting for? I'm a busy man, so let's go inside and get this over with."
Sanna nodded respectfully and went to unlock the door,
"Of course. We won't take up too much of your ti."
Then she held the door open, and Isaac entered first. Sanna walked in behind him, and the rest of the group followed.
When they were inside, Isaac chose not to sit down; the eting wouldn't last long. He turned to face the group and spoke,
"Hand the report you've written."
Sanna beckoned for Christian to fetch the report,
"We've finished the work you've asked of us, and we've done it well. We're happy to help you for one more week, and then I hope we can part ways on good terms, or at least on better terms than we t under."
Sanna's goal was to act respectfully and avoid offending Isaac again, but to also avoid being too servile. If the group did everything Isaac asked without any objections, he would think they had no backbone. Then he might take advantage of their spinelessness and keep making them do jobs for him even after 3 weeks were up. For this reason, Sanna had told her group to not be excessively obedient or call Isaac things like 'sir'.
Isaac realised her intention and was a little disappointed. It would be helpful if he had a small group like this to do his dirty work, but Sanna was trying to cut off their attachnt as soon as possible.
If he put in so ti and effort, he could create leverage with the group and force them to obey him, but that was more trouble than it was worth. The benefits would be minimal and it would be better to focus his efforts on more important endeavours. Therefore, Sanna won this quick and silent battle of intent.
Isaac didn't say anything as he took the small notebook Sanna was holding. He flicked through the pages and checked how much of the notebook was full. Then he pocketed it and spoke quickly,
"I want you to do more in-depth digging into so of these people, but I need ti to read the report and pick who. I'll co back later and give you a few nas to find more information on. In the anti, I want you to spread rumours that I just sold a rare herb for 4 reward points and that I live in house 17 in block 3 of the newcor accommodation."
Sanna and the others were confused but they didn't question Isaac's decision. They didn't care what rumour Isaac wanted them to spread so long as it didn't have any negative impact on themselves. In fact, they were glad Isaac was attracting trouble. They still hated him very much, so they hoped he would court death even more.
The group would be extrely happy to spread these types of rumours and Isaac knew it, so he gave the job to them. He'd already said he would co back later, so there was nothing more to say or do now. He'd already given his orders, so he walked past the group of 6 and left without saying another word.
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