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Chapter 24 - Chapter 24: One-Third Progress of Elite Rank

"Tsk, this training ground is really something. It's like an upgrade with rules. If only I had the corresponding knowledge, I'd really like to study it," Qin Muye couldn't help but marvel.

If there were progress bars for training, by now, these hundred spirits had completed one-third of their elite training. Although their strength hadn't increased, Qin Muye could sense a slightly more formidable aura.

It was like the transition from a green recruit to a seasoned veteran.

Otherwise, do you think you can become a veteran just by winning a one-sided battle? Today's fight was not only about overwhelming force but also strategic teamwork. Don't forget, even with his attributes and skills, Qin Muye would dare to charge in recklessly only because he knew they could handle it.

Therefore, none of the spirits were injured in today's battle. If any had been hurt, Qin Muye would've seriously doubted their intelligence.

The training ground had expedited this process, transforming a group of recruits into something resembling veterans. While they might not be seasoned warriors yet, it was indeed a remarkable achievement for just one day of training.

"Perhaps it's because they all come from 'Lord's Era'," Qin Muye speculated.

Soon, the training was completed. It was around eight or nine in the evening; Qin Muye wasn't certain of the exact time since he didn't have a corresponding time standard. He relied on his feelings.

"Master, today's training is complete," Mo Blood said as he led the spirits out of the training ground.

Without hesitation, Qin Muye used Healing Magic. Although all the spirits were at full health, he healed them once more. He had plenty of magical power to spare.

His magical power restored a fixed amount of 10 points every day at midnight. Apart from that, he could also meditate to recover magical power. Thus, magical power was not a scarce resource for him.

However, it was different for Mo Blood. He could only recover 10 points of magical power per day, so he used magic sparingly. He never used Magic Eye unless absolutely necessary since it cost 5 points of magical power, which was a considerable amount given his total pool of 50 points.

"Good job. Rest now. Tomorrow morning, do a simple investigation of the undead. No need to sweep the area; we have more important things to do," Qin Muye instructed.

Tomorrow at noon, there would be another monster siege. Resting well was essential, as there seemed to be little point in going out to hunt monsters. The limitations of their territory were apparent. Without means of fast transportation like vehicles or mounts, they could cover, at most, a hundred kilometers a day, including the return journey.

Moreover, it wasn't practical to spend the whole day walking around. Now, hunting monsters had become a matter of luck, as the area within dozens of kilometers had already been cleared by Mo Blood and the spirits.

Hence, it made more sense to investigate the undead.

"Understood, Master. You should rest early too," Mo Blood responded before leading the spirits back to their resting area.

Currently, there were spirits guarding every two hours—ten spirits in each shift, rotated among those who didn't participate in the training.

Things were different from before. Previously, with the invincible protection shield for newcomers, there was no threat within the territory. Now, it was necessary to guard against wild monsters, as even the native creatures were not completely defenseless. The spirits had to take turns to keep watch.

Qin Muye returned to his room in the mage tower. There was no point wandering outside in the dark. He valued his life a lot and had no intention of putting himself in unnecessary danger.

"Sigh, I always feel like I'm going to lose my hair if this continues," Qin Muye sighed. Ever since he discovered that meditation could replace sleep, he hadn't slept for a long time. This was a good thing, as it allowed him to work for 23 hours and 45 minutes a day.

Especially today, after seeing the leaderboard, he felt the pressure increasing.

So, he, at this age, was absolutely unable to sleep. He could only push himself harder.

"Although losing hair is okay. As long as it's not male pattern baldness, I can accept it."

Before being pulled into "Lord's Era," he did care a lot about his appearance. But now, things were different. Even if he lost his hair, as long as he could exchange it for strength, he would do it without hesitation.

He could choose to lie down, but the outcome would probably be death.

Qin Muye didn't know how big the Magic Continent was, but he knew that the natives had a strong aversion to the bestowed lords.

He couldn't even guarantee whether the other lords, as his natural allies, harbored any malice towards him. A good game couldn't just be PvE; there had to be PvP too.

Now, it was just that the game's content hadn't been fully revealed.

Therefore, if he wanted to survive and live well, he had to continuously become stronger. Whether it was the territory, heroes, or units, as long as they could ensure his goals were achieved, he would maximize his benefits in whatever way he could, even if it meant focusing more on heroes and units than on himself.

You had to strike the iron while it was hot. The problem was, his current situation was far from being able to forge iron; it was more like trying to lift an iron hammer. So, he could only let the iron forge itself and even let it turn into Iron Man's armor to protect him through his vulnerable period.

It seemed like he also understood one thing: the fundamental issue of "Lord's Era" wasn't about how strong he was, but rather the development of a force through territory, heroes, and units.

It didn't necessarily mean he had to be the overlord of everything. Strengthening the force could, in turn, enhance himself. Qin Muye was heading down this path.

If he had chosen a mage or elemental mage at the beginning, he might have been able to make the force worship him, but that would have violated the core idea of "Lord's Era"—the two words "Lord" and "Era."

Strength was crucial, but it didn't have to manifest directly in him. It could manifest through the loyalty of his subordinates. That's why he decisively chose to nurture spirits—a weak unit. Now, it seemed like his choice had paid off handsomely.

Spirits had an inherent trait of unwavering loyalty. The heroes born from spirits would have a constant loyalty of 100, like loyal followers. Although they might be weaker, they were perfect underlings.

Even if they were weak, Qin Muye, as the lord, was here to make up for that deficiency.

(End of this chapter)