Victor was walking back and forth in his huge house thinking of all his useful memories.
But there was a problem facing him, when he first became transcendent.
The first thing he did was get out of Disaster City, so he only had news of what happened in the city.
Therefore, he did not have accurate information about developments in the city.
He was thinking of moving out of town, but quickly refuted the idea.
"Disaster City is aptly named, I can only applaud the damned person who named it.
It has experienced countless disasters since its founding five thousand years ago.
Every time there is a disaster, some lucky people benefit and rise in the empire's social class.
Not to mention, the high-level transcendent legacy that I benefited from is located within the city limits, so I am also among those lucky ones.
The city will go through many changes, including the final disaster for the city, from which the city will not survive no matter what happens.
However, there are still five years until the final disaster.
A few months from now, the shrine of a Supreme King will appear, which will provide many resources. There will even be a legendary ingredient present inside the shrine, and only low-level Transcendents will be able to enter it.
If I can benefit from the shrine, I may build a foundation that will help me excel even at my previous level.
Well, I'm still far from my previous level, let alone far.
**I'll think about that after I sleep.**
Victor changed his clothes, lay down in his bed, and fell asleep immediately.
Early in the morning, Victor woke up tired from his short night.
"Looks like I didn't get enough sleep," he hummed.
Victor heard the door knocking, and went down to open the door.
Behind the door was a dark-skinned man with a huge, thick mustache and some small wrinkles.
The man said: "Are you Mr. Victor?"
Victor said: "Yes, who is with me?"
The man said, "I'm the city inspector. Are you okay?"
Victor was surprised by his words. He said: "Why shouldn't I be fine?"
Victor had raised his guard to the utmost.
The inspector said: "It has been a month and you have not left your house and none of your neighbors have seen you outside.
Even your servants returned home to work, but the door of the house was locked and no one opened for them.
So the servants came to the police station for fear that something bad had happened to you."
Victor's facial expressions did not change and he said coldly: "I was busy doing something personal inside the house and didn't pay attention to the time.
I thank them for their goodwill, tell them I gave them another month's paid vacation."
The inspector was surprised, but quickly controlled his astonishment.
He placed his hand on his heart and said, "Thank you for your cooperation, sir. I'm sorry for disturbing your comfort."
Victor smiled and said, "It's okay, you were doing your job."
The inspector and his assistant got into the carriage while the driver beat the horses to move. After the inspector walked away, Victor's smile fell and he shouted in annoyance: "Fuck!"
He quickly calmed down, "The fusion takes a long time to complete.
I felt like many memories disappeared when I retreated, but I got them all back, which is really comforting."
Victor entered his house and thought: "In fact, I am lucky that I have retreated into my transcendent being.
"If I were still human, I would die funny."
Victor entered his room and went into his private bathroom to shower.
After he finished, he put on beautiful black clothes.
Inside an iron carriage, there was a man with dark skin and a thick mustache sitting elegantly inside the carriage, putting his pipe in his mouth.
The young man in front of him asked him: "Sir, why were you so respectful to that fallen noble? I don't think he deserves that much respect."
The dark man looked at him with eyes full of experience and said: "There are two types of nobles, do you know them?"
The boy said: "No, aren't the nobles the nobles?"
The man looked at him with pity and mockery and said, "What are they teaching you at the academy these days?"
"I didn't join the academy," the boy said.
"Ah, you entered into mediation," said the man. "Although I hate people like you, you must know this or else you will die a pitiful death." There are two types of nobles: "human noble" and "transcendent noble." The latter is the strongest, for all members of the latter are Transcendent. Do you realize now where our conversation is headed?"
The boy began to sweat and his expression began to radiate fear.
"Is Sir Victor a 'fallen transcendent noble'?"
The man said: "Yes, he is from a noble, transcendent family, but his family fell when he was young. He may not be a transcendent, but that does not mean that the people loyal to his family are not. The empire has taught us that relationships are also strength. You are the person who should know the most about This, isn't it?"
"Yes," the boy said terrified.