Over the next few days, Chen Miemie was in a very good mood.
Everything in Sixiang City was slowly developing according to his plans.
A few days ago, Joker ran over and told him that he had contacted his former colleagues. They were so enthusiastic and insisted on his return that he couldn't refuse their hospitality, so he once again took over that underground faction.
Fengling didn't look for him for anything major, just to check if he was safe.
Dean Deng was getting on in years, and when he found out that Fengling was finally willing to take over the school, he was overjoyed, looking as if he finally had a worthy successor. With Fengling taking charge of the school, her succession as the Dean was just around the corner.
Dawn was so busy every day that she was nowhere to be seen, seemingly with endless matters to handle. She recruited Kashan as her personal secretary, causing Kashan to even miss the Frost Moon Gathering, which angered Leng Ruxue so much that she told three dry jokes in a row during the meeting.
To Chen Miemie, out of the Big Three, the only one with an issue was the municipal Chief.
Because of Chen Miaomiao, Chief Sun could be considered half an ally.
But there was still a difference between half an ally and a complete ally.
Giving a heads-up on minor matters was fine, but he might not be able to order him around when it came to major issues.
The core issue was that for the position of Chief, Chen Miemie truly had no one available to use.
Within the municipal system, families like the Jiang and Mian families were eyeing this position covetously. Chen Miemie had a good relationship with them, but families were maintained by bloodlines. No matter how good the relationship was, an outsider was ultimately an outsider, unless a marriage alliance occurred.
Chen Miemie had a certain trait: toward his own people, even just half an ally, he rarely took the initiative to play dirty.
Chief Sun was in his prime, and barring any accidents, he still had a long political career ahead of him. Therefore, there was temporarily no candidate to succeed him. Chen Miemie wasn't in a hurry either; taking it slowly was fine.
On this day, Chen Miemie and Xi were carrying out their daily street patrol together.
"Chen Miemie, I heard you really went to the Society Alliance to register a codename?" When Xi heard this news, her jaw dropped.
"Yeah, call me Night Ruler from now on."
"Your Mystery reached 3 so quickly! Are you really a genius?"
Chen Miemie looked at Xi with the gaze of someone caring for a fool. "It's something that a notice was already sent out for, and you're still asking it as a question. Also, I am not a genius."
"How rare, Chen Miemie, that you actually have a day of being humble."
Chen Miemie shook his head. "A genius is nothing more than a powerhouse who hasn't grown up yet. I am one who sits upon the throne of a ruler; you can just directly call me boss."
Xi had no reaction to such shameless words; this was the Chen Miemie she knew.
"My Mystery is only 3.5. I feel like in a few days, you'll be able to catch up to me."
"Xi, do you think there's a possibility that I've already caught up to you?"
"Hehe."
Being doubted, Chen Miemie felt a bit hurt.
He really wasn't lying.
Since advancing to Tier 3, he had taken in three new anomalies, namely Haomiao, Yarn Ball, and Baibai.
After taking in Haomiao, his Mystery was 3.1. He originally thought that after Tier 3, a contracted anomaly could only increase Mystery by 0.1.
As a result, after consecutively contracting Yarn Ball and Baibai, his Mystery displayed as 3.4.
He then understood that the growth brought by an anomaly now was 0.15. His current Mystery should be 3.45, but usually only one decimal place was shown, which was why it was 3.4.
If rounded up according to the true situation, he was now the same as Xi, having also reached 3.5.
These past two days, Chen Miemie wasn't in a rush to contract new anomalies. On one hand, he hadn't encountered any pleasing to the eye; on the other hand, the recent personnel additions at home were a bit fast, and he needed some time to settle.
Moreover, he was still completely clueless about the ritual needed to advance from Tier 3 to Tier 4.
Before even finishing the street patrol, Chen Miemie received a message from Fina, asking him to come over.
As soon as Chen Miemie entered the Silver Moon Court, Fina was standing alone in the place where they usually held meetings.
"Chen Miemie, let me ask you, that spatial ability you displayed last time, can it be used frequently?"
Chen Miemie immediately denied it: "It wasn't me, that was a friend's ability."
Fina scoffed, "Fine, even if it belongs to that inseparable friend of yours, can it be used frequently?"
"Yeah, absolutely guaranteed."
After pondering for two seconds, Fina said.
"Here's the thing. You are making rapid progress right now, have obtained a codename, your nighttime Immortality is astonishing, and you can teleport through space at any time. It can be said that your survivability is maxed out.
I have a society mission here that was accepted a long time ago. It was originally assigned to Keyuan to handle, but now there is temporarily no one who can do it. If you are interested..."
"Tell me the mission rewards first, then I'll see if I'm interested."
"This mission requires heading to another city. It takes a long time and is highly dangerous. The rewards are nothing more than a bit of time and resources, which you shouldn't be lacking."
Chen Miemie looked suspiciously at the Rubik's cube head opposite him, muttering in his heart: Lots of trouble, high danger, low rewards, and I have to travel far. Is this pitch really meant to get me to take the mission?
"Fina, do you want to reorganize your words? You actually don't really want me to go, right?"
The Rubik's cube turned slightly: "No, currently Dawn and Kashan are busy, Leng Ruxue and I cannot leave, Framework easily gets into conflicts with people, and the only one with the ability to handle it is you."
Without waiting for Chen Miemie to refuse.
Fina continued:
"Actually, I also know that the rewards for this mission are not proportional to the effort, and I originally wanted to just give it up.
But then I thought about how you've always been clamoring to be the president.
To be the president, you not only have to beat me, but there are also some qualification requirements. One of them is 'must have executed at least one inter-city society mission'.
Right now, the situation in the city isn't great, and cross-city missions are rare, so I'm asking you."
Chen Miemie frowned: "Why is there still this kind of messy stuff? Fists are the hard truth. Isn't having strength enough? Why bother with these flashy things?"
Fina strongly agreed: "I think so too, but this is a requirement from the Society Alliance. They say a good president must have some experience and have seen other cities. You can try contacting your teacher Dawn to have this rule deleted."
"Forget it, it's just one mission. Leave it to me. Which city?"
"The great eastern human city—Sealed Library."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
