I’ll Surpass The MC

”You…you piss me off the most!” Yarsha Zahara collapsed on the floor weakly upon succeeding in keeping Yennda alive. She felt the urge to kick the latter’s face upon seeing his expression of pity, but upon realising that he would use the chance to die, controlled herself.

Most of the plans she was making to destroy her enemies relied on Yennda’s powers. So, if he were to die, it would put a wrench in her plans. It was why she was desperate to keep him alive.

“Thank you for the praise!” Yennda chuckled in response, “Honestly, being here has been more fun than my life at the Mammoth Clan. After all,”

He stared at her in ridicule, “You suck at torture. Even a baby Mammoth Clansman is better at it than you.”

Veins popped all over her face and neck as Yarsha Zahara was incensed by his words. Knowing very well that she would kill him if he talked anymore, she got up and made her way to the nearby table, intending to make some tea to drink and relax, “Keep breathing.”

“Make a cup for me too.” Yennda said, “If you do that, then I promise to put in the hard work to breathe for the next one hour.”

“You dare bargain with me?” Yarsha Zahara glared at him, only to see that he was riling her up until she was unable to endure anymore and killed him. In the end, she sighed, “Be obedient for an hour.”

“Okay,” Yennda nodded, putting ample effort into breathing as he watched Yarsha Zahara brew some tea, speaking after some seconds, “I like it sweet.”

“I’ll kill you!” She turned around in anger, only to see him flash his neck her way, making it easier for her to sever his head in one clean swipe.

“Why the fuck do all annoyances come to me?” In the end, she could only control herself in frustration as she finished brewing two cups and gave one to Yennda, only to see him refuse to accept it, “Now what?”

“It’s not good manners to drink tea while sprawled on the floor like this,” Yennda spoke with a pitiful expression.

“Fine, take a seat.” She grumbled and made him sit at a chair farther away. The room was silent for a few minutes, after which, she stared at him with a puzzled expression, “Say…”

“Make me speak…” Yennda retorted like clockwork. “I’m not talking otherwise.”

‘Once this is all over, I’m going to beat him up until I’ve fully vented.’ Yarsha Zahara controlled her urges and exercised her will to force Yennda to talk, “How different is Earth from Sumatra?”

“It’s different enough,” Yennda said, speaking slowly upon being urged by Yarsha, “We have carriages like those in the Brimgan Empire. But the underlying technology is different.”

“How do they work?” She asked next.

“Internal combustion engine,” Yennda said, “Vehicles fitted with them are the most common.”

“Are you able to make one?” Yarsha Zahara asked once she understood a brief function of the engine.

“I can, but it won’t work here.” Yennda said, “The fuel necessary for it to work isn’t present in Sumatra. I’ve been to many places but haven’t managed to find any.”

“Can’t you make it?” She asked next, smiling upon seeing him nod.

“It might take some time, but I’m confident about building a car. But if you’re happy with blowing money for a useless creation, I’m happy to oblige.” Yennda said with ridicule.

“Can’t you speak normally?” Yarsha Zahara growled, “Do you have to instigate me with every fucking sentence that comes out of your mouth?”

“Well, you can always control my speech patterns, just as what you do when I have to behave as Brangara in public.” Yennda smiled.

‘My brain will melt if I have to exercise that extent of control continuously.’ Yarsha Zahara waved her hand, “Fine, I’ll just ignore your taunts. Just tell me the reason why you think it’s a waste of money.”

“They’re not versatile enough and are prone to damage. Instead, creating a carriage through a Human Avatar like in the Brimgan Empire is profitable. If it gets damaged, the creator only needs to suck the damaged parts back into his Human Avatar, disassemble the structure into a mineral, and spit it out as a new one.” He said, “The cost of repair is minimal. He’s at most using up twenty to thirty units of Prana.”

“On the other hand, a car requires too many moving materials.” Yennda shook his head, “If it gets damaged, making repairs will take days. The fuel used to run it is volatile, so if there’s even a small hole or a bump, the fuel will leak and burn the car.”

“Moreover, they’re many times heavier than a carriage. So, new roads have to be made for them to move on. Basically, you cannot travel in the wilds on them.”

“Then why did something like that become mainstream on Earth?” Yarsha Zahara frowned.

“Oh, Earth is pretty peaceful when compared to Sumatra.” Yennda chuckled, “The only sentient race there are the Humans. So, we could afford to use cars for movement, especially since the raw materials required to make them were abundant.”

“We didn’t have Prana there. So, our bodies weren’t strong enough to travel for long distances. So, we needed some mode of transportation to cover large distances. This was our only option.” Yennda pointed in the direction of the newly constructed town, “Before cars became commonplace, we had carriages pulled by animals similar to the Burac Kingdom’s carriages.”

“Fine, let’s drop this subject.” Yarsha Zahara sighed, unaware of the fact that Yennda was selectively conveying the truth to her.

Creating a car was a waste of resources, but engines were different. He could create an engine that could be fitted to a carriage. The gear and suspension system required to put it to perfect use could all be condensed by a Free Human’s Human Avatar—if they practiced one of the cultivation techniques from the Brimgan Empire.

This way, they’d be able to save a lot of energy on psychokinesis and travel longer distances at a faster time. Of course, he never planned to reveal something like that to his enemy, especially to Yarsha Zahara who wouldn’t blink to abuse its use to the extreme.

It was why Yennda constantly downplayed Earth’s technology. Of course, Yennda also feared that any technology that could function without being reliant on Prana would be wiped out by the Influenced Region of Hidden Eye.

Or maybe there were other Influenced Regions with the purpose. Besides, Yennda wasn’t sure if he had enough knowledge to replicate Earth’s technology here. He also didn’t have the intention to do so.

After all, Earth’s technology could be stolen, since anyone with the knowledge could wield it. Instead, replicating it through Sumatra’s power system was better. That way, only he would be able to use it.

‘I’m not going to tell anything of value related to that.’ Yennda thought as he continued to converse about a variety of topics with Yarsha Zahara.

“So, in your life on Earth, you read Sumatra Chronicles. That’s how the six reincarnates know about me, right?” Yarsha Zahara asked in the end, “How did the people there treat it?”

“Well, Sumatra Chronicles had a decently large fan following.” Yennda stared at her, “The readers of the book labelled you as the Sumatra Chronicles Heroine.”

“They called me that?” Yarsha Zahara liked the term, “And then?”

“They called Yahira as the Mammoth Clan Heroine.” Yennda continued, “The readers enjoyed the conflict between you two the most, though the support was mostly in your favour.”

“What about you six?” She asked in interest as her eyes glimmered faintly, intending to see how she could take advantage of this information. She seemed excited about gossip but in truth, intended to glean more info on the psyche of the reincarnates. “What did you think of me?”

“Blola, Orakha, and Inala are your fans while Grehha is a hardcore fan.” Yennda nodded.

“Inala is my fan?” Yarsha Zahara was stunned by the information, asking with a smile, “Then, can I appeal to his emotions?”

“That probably won’t happen.” Yennda shook his head, saying upon seeing Yarsha’s disappointed expression, “The woman he liked the most on Sumatra Chronicles ended up raping him here. That shattered his rosy view towards romance in this place.”

“I see,” Yarsha Zahara nodded and then asked, “What about Virala? Who does he like?”

“Yahira,” Yennda said, surprised to see Yarsha break into laughter.

“He likes that bitch?” Yarsha Zahara laughed uncontrollably, “How horrid does your taste in women have to be to like her? And…”

Her eyes curled as she stared at Yennda, “Who did you like the most in Sumatra Chronicles?”

“…Resha.” Yennda said, hurriedly clarifying, “Not romantically, of course. But yeah, I read the book until the end only for him.”

“So, you won’t hesitate to kill me if it can further Resha’s goal?” She asked next, acting sad.

“If I had the capability,” Yennda nodded.

“Interesting,” Yarsha Zahara pulled out a book and began to jut down some points, following which she stared at Yennda, “Now, let’s talk about the endgame builds of the Seven Mystic Paths.”

“Let’s start with what you know about Virala.”

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