The royal family met their demise, ushering in a new Emperor who began the Taiping Era, christened the First Year of Taiping.
A mountain forest.
As the multitude of beasts retreated, a White Tiger lay leisurely beside a pool of water that shimmered like jade, occasionally taking a few sips.
Perched on a piece of green rock beside it, Aaron sat cross-legged, deep in thought.
"Killing people en masse isn't useful... Points of Strength are not fame after all; without establishing a system or something else for people to believe in and willingly follow, the points won't increase much... It's not as good as the one-time income from being granted a title by the Imperial Court."
"So... should I start a rebellion and become an Emperor?"
"If that's the case, the recently activated 'Bean Soldiers' could come in handy..."
Gazing at the ability that had been unlocked once more in his template, Aaron cracked a small smile, and a red bean appeared in his hand.
