Chapter 117: The Man in the Mansion
Chapter 117: The Man in the Mansion
Alex had lost all of his Qi by now. He was sitting on the floor, waiting for his master to come back. Within a few minutes after it was 2 am, his master finally arrived.
“Did you learn the book already?” his master asked.
“Yes, Master. I’m done.” He replied.
Wen Cheng had no problem believing him. “Okay, stand up. It’s time we train again. I won’t go as easy as last time today.”
Over the next 4 hours, they trained until the morning and only stopped when the sun started to rise. “Alright, that’s enough for today. I see you’ve already broken through so you won’t have to for another day.”
” For today, I suggest you fight until the badge number 184. Although that’s not that much of a higher number, starting now, the opponents will be harder and harder to fight for you. After you get the 184th badge, I will give you the next technique.”
“Okay, master.” Alex nodded and left the training hall. He went back to his room and logged out.
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Somewhere else in the real world,
Outside of a giant door, a girl was sitting in the hallway, twirling her bangs along her face, clearly bored. She was wearing a blue dress and had a red bag with her. Her cute face looked cuter as she pouted. She had to wait outside the door for so long, and she didn’t like that.
Another hour passed and the girl was still there, waiting for the door to open. Suddenly, the lock to the door opened and a middle-aged man in a white robe walked out.
He had no beard or mustache on his face and his long hair was tied in a ponytail behind him. He looked a little weak, almost as if he hadn’t gotten sleep for the last few days.
“Hmm…” he noticed the girl in front of his door who was looking at him with a pout on her face. ” Oh, Hao Ya, how long have you been waiting here?” he asked.
The girl was called Hao Ya. She was the same Hao that the president of the Deva corporation practically worshiped as his benefactor. While she had a haughty face and attitude around others, in front of this man, she was a little child pouting because he took too long to leave his room.
“What took you so long? I have been waiting here forever.” She said in an angry voice.
The man laughed a little and said, “Ah, it took me longer than I had assumed it would. I was giving some final touches to the new items and I lost track of time.”
The girl took out a stack of papers. “Here you go. You asked for these, didn’t you?” she said as she handed the stack of paper to the man.
“These are?” he looked at the stack of papers with a look of confusion.
“The records from Deva Corp., for the last month and a half.” Hao Ya said.
A light shined in the tired eyes of the man. He started flipping through the pages and reading the assessments written there.
“Have you read these?” he asked the girl.
“Yes,” she nodded.
“And?”
“And what?” she asked.
“How are they? Is there anyone with any good talents? Is anyone worth recruiting?” he asked.
“From what I saw, there are a few that are definitely worth it. There are a few that are close to becoming saints and some more in the True Emperor realm. However, the highest one that has revealed himself right now only has a True King realm. I do not know who these other people are.”
The man thought for a second and said in a stern voice, “We do not want any of these people who broke through to the True Lord realm or higher. Let’s look for better ones. How many of them died by now?”
“Around 30% of these people have died by now.” The girl replied.
The man shook his head after hearing this. “The ones that have died are useless now. They can’t progress any further.”
“Is nobody else bragging about their body or talent? I worked so hard to make a reading of someone’s talent possible. At least someone must have a really good talent right?” he asked.
“Well, there are. See here,” she turned the records to a different page and said, “According to this, there are about 10 different individuals with God Grade talent, around 50 with Ancient Grade talents, and 500 with Divine grade talents. Although 30% of these have died as well, and we have no way of telling who.”
“Oh, and what about bodies? Any special bodies?” The man didn’t want to read the whole thing so he instead just asked the girl.
“From what I saw, there is someone special. Someone had an Ancient Grade body, but the name isn’t recorded here. There are also a few divine-grade bodies and quite a few immortal-grade bodies. But as I said, quite a few of them died, so I don’t know how many of those remaining.”
The man got solemn and turned the record’s page. After a while, he said, “Go back to the Deva Corp and tell them that I have finished making the sleeping artifacts and that they can come to get it. That should help us gather a more accurate result than just that helm artifact.”
“Yes, master,” the Hao girl nodded and left. The man kept looking at the different pages of records until he came across a certain piece of information.
“Hmm… it’s gone? The god grade technique is gone?” he flipped the pages to see if there was any more info about it. “Who got it? But the technique is only supposed to go to someone with— Ahh, I see. ” The man said with a face of understanding
“So finally, someone has come along with those spiritual roots, huh. Hopefully, they haven’t died by now and we can once again see the glory of the technique paired together with those spiritual roots.” The man’s eyes started trembling in hope and anticipation.
“Will another god be born again?”