Once the assignment began, Kaze walked outside into his faction, admiring the fruit of his labor. In his past life, he spent the current week starving, broken, and alone.
This time around, he and Evalyn would be eating well in a gated community with the power to protect themselves.
"Hey, Emperor!"
"Hello, Kaze!"
"Thank you for allowing me to join, Faction Leader!"
"Hello, Leader Kaze."
As he walked, his subjects greeted him with carefree smiles or nodded to him hesitantly, uncertain of how to address him.
Regardless of how they spoke to him, he gave them charming smiles and returned their thanks. Titles would wait; for now, morale was important to growth.
He was pleased to see people chasing power voraciously without sacrifice, helping one another learn cultivation techniques that wouldn't be available for another month when things worsened.
