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The rebellion in Antu County in the north was escalating, with hundreds of thousands of refugees streaming southward. After being rejected by Sain City, most had no choice but to continue their journey into various territories.
However, several territories refused to accept the refugees, as their arrival brought not only valuable population but also terrifying turmoil and a significant impact on the land.
These people had just left their homeland, like rootless duckweed, lacking any sense of belonging to the territories. They were prone to committing crimes over trivial matters, making them the most restless element in the land.
Yet Shining Gold Town welcomed the refugees with open arms, purchasing shiploads of food at any cost. This caused food prices in Storm Harbor to rise significantly and spread the news among more refugees.
Over a thousand refugees had already arrived, and it was anticipated that this number would increase tenfold in the foreseeable future, surpassing even the number of native inhabitants!
As the temporary Lord, there was no need for him to handle many affairs personally; he could simply give orders and have numerous subordinates take care of them.
Xiar accompanied Erin as they casually strolled through the town, surveying the residents while allowing himself a moment of relaxation.
When they reached a familiar spot in town, Erin, holding a snack resembling candied fruit and looking delighted, suddenly trembled all over. She dropped a handful of snacks and clutched her head with both hands, her pretty face contorted in pain.
"What’s wrong?" Xiar quickly reached out to catch her, asking with concern.
A Spirit Master was protected by Guardian Spirit Light; it was impossible for them to be poisoned or ambushed. Even rain could be blocked, so there was no reason for her to suddenly appear injured.
"I... seem to feel something unusual?" Erin's body continued to shake, her purple eyes shimmering with a hazy light that made him feel slightly dizzy just looking at her.
"The future is like a river, flowing endlessly toward an unknown distance, with countless branches merging into it. However, I feel as if this river has suddenly turned here, heading toward an unpredictable future."
The girl spoke in strange melodies, as if countless voices were overlapping together—mysterious and peculiar.
Xiar's heart skipped a beat; this was the very place where that cheap teacher had summoned Firefly's future projection. For some inexplicable reason, the townspeople had lost their memory of that event, but traces still lingered here.
In the predetermined future, Bruce would escape heavily injured and encounter the "protagonist" Wayne Thomson. He would be able to summon a future Source Artifact to give to him and impart all his knowledge.
Afterward, he would head to Morent and accumulate immense wealth within the academy before ultimately rising to become one of the strongest beings in this world, establishing his own independent kingdom.
However, with his arrival, Bruce was killed by Xiar himself. The Source Artifact was absorbed by Xiar's Evolution Modulator, completely robbing Bruce of his great opportunity as the "protagonist"!
With his intervention, the entire future had changed; it was only natural that Erin, as a seer, would notice something amiss.
"By the way, where is that guy now?"
"I feel really dizzy. Becca has been sending out vibes that make me uncomfortable. Let's head back for now," Erin said softly, rubbing her throbbing temples.
Becca was the name of her Main Totem, a mysterious creature capable of predicting the future.
"Alright, since you're not feeling well, I'll have someone take you back to rest. I'll continue on my own," Xiar called over to the maid Eve and a guard, sending them back to the estate while he headed to the largest blacksmith shop in town.
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Meanwhile, in an underground base somewhere, a boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes was seriously drawing the Inheritance Factor.
After going through so much, this 17-year-old boy had matured rapidly, no longer resembling his previous youthful self.
"Wayne, your drawing talent is truly remarkable; you've reached mastery level in less than twenty attempts," a middle-aged man in a Green Robe approached, openly expressing his admiration.
"Teacher Edmund Bridges, can I start learning how to construct totems now?" the boy asked respectfully, suppressing the endless hatred in his eyes.
It was that person who had caused his family to fall apart, forcing him to flee from his hometown and come to this mysterious place.
"Of course you can. I've prepared a top-tier Rune Factory for you. Next, you'll need to follow me to learn how to construct totems," the middle-aged man smiled and added, "You should know that even the most ordinary Rune Factory costs over a hundred thousand gold coins, while what I've prepared for you is worth nearly five hundred thousand gold coins!"
Shock immediately appeared in the boy's eyes, making him feel much better about the earlier expenditure.
This boy had an astonishing sensitivity to Source Power; when using Spirit Techniques, he consumed only one-tenth of the Source Power compared to an ordinary Spirit Master!
Moreover, he possessed a terrifying Totem Drawing talent. Such an extraordinary gift would naturally be nurtured like a treasure; even other powerful members of the organization wouldn't dare try to take him away!
"It's a pity that with that person's existence, you're destined to remain his subordinate."
A sense of regret flashed through his mind as he thought of that person whom the organization had invested heavily in nurturing—a being destined to lead them toward a glorious future as an invincible powerhouse!
There was nothing he could do; that person's talent was even more astonishing. At such a young age, he already possessed three Ultimate Forms.
He also had an exceptional Main Totem and was on the verge of Super Evolution, ranking among the top ten Elite Talents in history!
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"I don't understand why the young master wants us to create such a massive thing. What is it even for?" The only blacksmith in town felt quite perplexed.
Earlier, the young master had suddenly come into the shop, drawn a design on parchment, and instructed him to complete it within two days.
With the help of a group of martial artists, he successfully crafted this enormous custom piece.
Upon closer inspection, it had five iron hooks as thick as a man's thigh, resembling iron gloves.
However, the wrists were thicker than a waist, clearly not meant for human use. Surely, it couldn't be for some terrifying monster, could it?
In addition to these gigantic "gloves," the young master also ordered him to forge a cleaver, insisting that it be as large and sharp as possible, with no limits!
A super-sized cleaver over five meters long was rapidly taking shape, expected to be completed in three more days.
Fortunately, the formidable Marcus was personally involved, using his terrifying strength to swing the giant hammer and forge the iron; otherwise, it would have been impossible to work so quickly.
A cart arrived to take away the hundreds of pounds of "gloves," transporting them deep into the forest northwest of Shining Gold Town, after which all the guards withdrew.
As they left, someone couldn't help but glance back and was instantly horrified to see a giant beast emerging from the woods, effortlessly grabbing the items from atop the cart.
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