Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

Chapter 138: 140: Once the list is out, no one can escape

Chapter 138: Chapter 140: Once the list is out, no one can escape

“Server Transfer Token, geez, one million points to save a life isn’t really too much.”

Qin Muye had 1.2 million points and naturally chose to redeem after the battle ended. This thing was pretty good, allowing him to randomly transfer his entire territory along with himself.

It was just unclear which server specifically he’d end up on, and Qin Muye didn’t plan to use it right away, keeping it as a trump card.

For now, the chances of winning on the Magic Continent Server weren’t low, with the True Dragon Emperor, a cheater essentially, around, there was no need to worry about losing.

The reason he spent such a high price was to avoid the day when someone might be prepared to go for the kill.

Though the possibility was not great, had it not been for the world advancement task, the True Dragon Emperor really might have killed all Lords to pave the way for himself, but now, he’d probably focus on winning people over. He was strong, but even he could be overwhelmed by numbers.

Besides, in a world of the strong, there’s always someone stronger, and even he met his match in Jiang Tianjun.

And that was only among six servers, not to mention the previous world whose population was unknown. With 1,000 people per server, there must be at least several hundred thousand servers worldwide.

If it really came down to competition, Lords emerging from all kinds of different servers, who knows if there’d be someone even stronger than the True Dragon Emperor.

Therefore, Qin Muye was also making preparations in case he needed to escape in time.

If his Floating City was completed, then indeed, he wouldn’t need to buy one, but constructing a Floating City isn’t so easy, and even with the help of “Lord Era,” Qin Muye estimated it would take years, it wasn’t something that could be built easily.

His wasn’t just any Floating City, naturally, it was not going to be easy.

“Demon Blood and Evil Speech seem to have entered the phase of raiding the natives, otherwise, they should have returned by now,” Qin Muye glanced at his advance task, which stopped moving after reaching 4/10. That meant there were only four Lords above tier three in the Rich Ocean area, well, actually one tier three, and three tier fours. As for tier five Lords, that was beyond Qin Muye’s reach.

Tier three and tier four Lords were more like spare ribs to the True Dragon Emperor, but tier five was different, as it marked a qualitative change, so it would not be possible for him to give it to Qin Muye, which is why Qin Muye didn’t bring it up in the first place.

Tier five was equivalent to the Dragon Clan, Silver Star Alliance, and such, who could wrestle with the Divine if a conflict truly erupted, thus they naturally had profound foundations. So, even if Qin Muye had asked for it, the True Dragon Emperor might not have given it to him.

Qin Muye understood his limits—bite off more than one can chew and one may choke to death. His territory could defend against a tier five Lord’s assault, but if he were to attack a tier five’s territory, he’d barely win at a great cost, the difference between fighting at home and away was significant.

“The rest of the points, let’s first exchange them for Random Dungeon Scrolls,” Qin Muye decided after looking at the points store and made the exchange right away.

It was a pity that there was only one, and after spending a hundred thousand points, he was left with just one hundred thousand and didn’t touch the rest.

Then after scanning the store, in reality, there weren’t many good items in the shop. Due to the interconnectedness of all six servers, building blueprints, Treasure Equipment, and other things from the other five servers had appeared in the points store.

He had his eye on quite a few good items and even wanted to research them, but there just wasn’t enough capability to do so. He was still editing the third reaction mode of the Mysterious Lock; he really didn’t have the energy to research anything else.

If it wasn’t for his ample Magic Power, even as a normal human, he wouldn’t have any issues, otherwise, with such high-intensity work, he’d probably have died of exhaustion by now.

“We’ll talk about the instance scroll once Demon Blood and the others come back. After all, we’re not in a rush for that little bit of work,” Qin Muye’s advance task did indeed require instance evaluations, but since he hadn’t even completed the task of destroying forces, he wasn’t in a hurry.

It seemed the Rich Ocean side would probably not get completed. At minimum, it would have to include the Lords of Zombie Kingdom and Wasteland City, and that too, the exclusive ones.

Native forces would work, but relative to Lords, native forces were widespread. Take the Silver Star Alliance as an example. Qin Muye really did blow up their headquarters, but that doesn’t mean he exterminated the Silver Star Alliance, which still has branches in other cities and kingdoms.

So, technically, the Silver Star Alliance still exists.

Tier one and two were only regional forces, while starting from tier three, they became trans-regional. Other Lords actually had branch territories; only Qin Muye did not.

It was precisely because the other party belonged to the lord’s power and was a necessary condition for this maggot-rearing event that the pursuit was as relentless as it was; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so intense.

Therefore, True Dragon Emperor didn’t place too many harsh demands on the native powers of the Rich Ocean, but instead sought to recruit them.

It was the lords that were the enemy, not the native inhabitants, so naturally, it was possible to recruit natives from other servers, although that depended on the circumstances.

For instance, servers like the Mysterious Village, Wasteland City, and Zombie Kingdom were mostly experiencing an outflow of natives rather than newcomers joining these servers.

The reason was simple: the environments of these three servers were extremely harsh, and most natives who could do so had fled to other servers.

The Magic Continent and Rich Ocean were top choices, followed by the Extreme Cold Ice Land. Although it was cold, when compared to the constant risk of losing one’s life, these concerns seemed trivial.

“Has the list been compiled?” In the laboratory, Qin Muye sensed the arrival of the dark hand, yet he didn’t halt his work, casually asking.

“It’s been compiled, but we currently don’t know who betrayed us; there are simply too many powers involved.” The dark hand did not give the list to Qin Muye because he knew Qin Muye didn’t care about who was on the list, only about how much he could profit from this event.

“Many powers involved? That’s simply wonderful. We must make them understand what it means to be cut by a soft knife this time,” Qin Muye raised an eyebrow. He too wanted to find out who betrayed him, but it wasn’t feasible—the suspects were indeed far too numerous.

Such as the Silver Star Alliance, the Elf Clan, or perhaps some nobles or demons coveting his military arms business, and so on.

So who betrayed him wasn’t important anymore; what mattered was using this situation to convert it into tangible benefits. Qin Muye wasn’t one to obsess over the impossible; if the matter couldn’t be investigated, he would simply redirect his focus.

“Understood, but about the biological weapons you mentioned before, are they going on the market now?” the dark hand asked.

Qin Muye halted his work for a moment: “Will it help your plan?”

“It would be a perfect opportunity to showcase biological weapons and gauge the market’s response. In the aftermath, we could hold out for the highest bidder,” the dark hand spoke pragmatically. Only when the powers get hit would they know how painful Qin Muye’s arms are to bear, prompting them to rush to purchase.

Not buying? Then the pain wouldn’t just be from the impact but also from death.

“You’re planning a marketing strategy? This wasn’t your idea, was it?” Qin Muye didn’t mind, his biological weapons were nearing completion, and they should be ready by the next day.

“It was Smile’s idea, and it seems he has an even bigger plan,” the dark hand didn’t conceal.

Smile, that was the Spirit Monster hero in the territory who, relying on the Merchant Profession, had become an eloquent speaker. He was mainly in charge of business and when it came to getting his hands dirty, he was no less ruthless than the dark hand, a veritable smiling tiger.

“Fine, I’ll have it perfected today. As for mass production, it’ll probably take until the day after tomorrow to work out,” Qin Muye pondered for a moment. The progress on the Mysterious Lock was somewhat slow, and while it was effective against rank 4 and 5, it fell short against rank 6.

If rank 4 and 5 came his way, they would just turn into Experience, and from the looks of it, it seemed they wouldn’t attempt another assault, having already sustained heavy losses.

Especially in the Zombie Kingdom, where rank 3, 4, and 5 lords had been obliterated from the leaderboard. Their territories still existed, though, so it wasn’t considered a total destruction of their powers.

The lords of Wasteland City, being the first to retract, surely witnessed this scenario and realized that Qin Muye possessed the means to eradicate them from afar. There was no time to evade, let alone to approach.

And rank 6 lords didn’t concern him—most were already constrained. After all, killing a rank 6 lord would grant one everything they owned, so all rank 6 lords were watching each other closely, ready to catch their opponents off guard.

Of course, if a rank 6 lord did attack, Qin Muye would simply recall heroes like Demon Blood and those who spoke evil, using the Server Transfer Token to escape.

Otherwise, he’d be waiting to die.

He couldn’t defeat rank 6. After all, if someone truly aimed to kill him, they would certainly bring heroes and troops. The Dragon Blood Spirit Monster indeed grew stronger as its blood ran lower, but if it were to be annihilated instantly, its increased Attack Power would be useless. What good would that do?