Chapter 263: Spoils of War, Entering the Sanctuary

Jack’s original intention was to buy time, not to show off. Yet every move he made—whether walking or throwing a punch—exuded the aura of a peerless master. Coupled with his feat of one-punching a level 48 Dungeon Boss, the Red Giant, such an achievement would leave anyone in awe.

The new players in Wuwu County couldn’t help but marvel at Jack’s prowess:

“Truly, there’s always someone better, and skies beyond skies.”

“It seems we don’t need to calculate gains and losses so meticulously. Just follow along steadily. Transporting ten times for a Legendary Weapon is definitely worth it.”

“Exactly. They’re so powerful they could easily do it themselves. Cooperating with us, as that young man on the War Horse said, means they think highly of us.”

With the Boss one-punched to death, the Instance Dungeon concluded. Some players accumulated Experience, others leveled up, and everyone immediately rushed into the dungeon. Following the established procedure, they smoothly dissected the Aberrant Beast Demons’ corpses, sorted the Spoils of War on the ground, and highlighted the presence of Magic Crystal Ore.

The players from Wuwu County saw weapons like blades, spears, swords, and clubs piled together, Armor stacked in another pile, Potion materials arranged separately, and unidentified blue crystals placed in their own pile, with someone meticulously double-checking their quantity.

“Such incredible speed.”

“They’re using Skills to dissect Aberrant Beast Demons’ corpses and move things around, not sparing their Skills at all. Aren’t they afraid someone might try to steal the Spoils of War now?” one player asked.

“Who’d be that blind? Didn’t you hear them say there are ‘drones’ watching from above, Artillery Support from the rear, and now Jack, a peerless master, standing right here? Only a fool would try to steal the Spoils of War,” someone nearby snorted.

“Their coordination is incredibly smooth. You can tell they’ve cleared dungeons countless times and tidied up battlefields just as often.”

While his teammates and the Student Legion were cleaning up the battlefield, Jack called Chen Dong over. “You should prepare the vehicles. Our people will lead you to the Sanctuary to deliver the goods.”

Chen Dong immediately nodded. “Understood.”

He then waved backward and whistled. “Nanzi, Dongsheng, bring the cars over.”

Three modified vans quickly drove up to Jack. Seeing the white van exteriors with chassis resembling wheeled armored vehicles, Jack was genuinely puzzled.

Noticing Jack’s expression, Chen Dong politely yet proudly explained, “Big Brother Jack, don’t let this vehicle’s mismatched appearance fool you. The six wheels give it excellent off-road capability. The van exterior is just a facade—my Mechanic profession has reinforced its armor so thick that even a madman, no, an Ability User, can’t penetrate it. Plus, its load capacity is impressive. Squeezed in, it can fit twenty people.”

“First, fill the space backpacks with the Spoils of War. Then, everyone squeezes into the vehicles, and we drive to the Sanctuary you mentioned, Big Brother Jack. I think that would work better,” Chen Dong said, having already set aside any sense of player dignity.

In this Age of Dharma Decline, a player’s status was, after all, higher than that of an ordinary person. Asking them to squeeze into vehicles like livestock made even Jack feel somewhat embarrassed.

Jack said, “No need to squeeze. Find a few vehicles with the most seating capacity. Everyone can just sit normally in their seats.”

Chen Dong’s eyes lit up, thinking that Jack did not look down on him or them just because of his high level and powerful combat strength. He treated them as equals—if not exactly close buddies, at least as normal business partners.

You respect me, I respect you. This feeling warmed Chen Dong’s heart, completely different from Wu Qi, who had previously ordered them around, scolded and beat them at the slightest provocation, and constantly threatened violence.

It felt more like Jack and his group were a righteous force. Now, Chen Dong grew even more curious about what kind of person their Sanctuary Director, Kamiyu, who led them, really was.

“Reporting to Captain Jack, the spoils of war from this operation are as follows: 1025.57 kilograms of Magic Crystal Ore, 672 Ancestral Legendary Weapons, 211 Ancestral Legendary Armor pieces, a total of 3,021 bottles of various Major Potions, and a total of 19,325 various materials,” a frontline team member announced loudly.

Jack simply said softly, “The number of people in the Sanctuary will keep increasing, so I chose to specialize the reward potions.”

This was the effect of the console slate. By selecting different difficulty levels and refining the difficulty, one could specialize and emphasize different rewards. Some clear rewards offered more potions, while others offered more weapons.

Most importantly, Jack wanted to lighten Kamiyu’s burden. Back in Li Changde’s guild room, Kamiyu had been producing massive quantities of Health Restoration Potions and Resistance Potions. The constant “ding-ding” sounds of successful crafting were even more terrifying than the notifications from work WeChat groups.

So Jack decided to help as much as he could—help a lot, help big.

Time was tight. The frontline only tallied quantities and didn’t go into detailed calculations for every single category. Moreover, they were deliberately speaking loudly so that the people of Wuwu County could hear: This is how powerful we, the Kamiyu Sanctuary, are—we can clear the highest difficulty instance dungeon in under two minutes.

This was the power of an organization, the strength of a collective force. One person could never achieve this alone, but together, everyone could accomplish it.

Of course, Kamiyu was an exception. Even Jack would need over half an hour to clear all the monsters in the instance dungeon.

Sure enough, the new players from Wuwu County heard this and stared wide-eyed at the weapons and armor on the ground, along with the countless materials and potions.

“What formidable strength!” “I understand now. It seems the other side is the truly powerful organization.” “What’s it called in the game again? Right, a guild. The other side is a major guild—that’s why they have such boldness and organizational capability.”

“I was being too petty-minded. I thought the mission offering one Legendary Weapon for ten deliveries was a scam—how could there be such a cheap deal in the world? It had to be fraud. I never imagined the other side was just too wealthy, too rich, to even care about Legendary Weapons,” one player mocked himself.

Indeed, with Kamiyu’s existence as a military-industrial and pharmaceutical complex, as long as there were materials, she could endlessly produce and manufacture all kinds of items.

Kamiyu—her war potential was immense. That was why she wasn’t afraid of going to war with the Fear Emperor. Even if an army of 300,000 Fruit Ability Users pressed forward, she wouldn’t have been the slightest bit afraid.

With that said, the spoils of war to be transported were so abundant that the space backpacks of several hundred people couldn’t hold them all. They had no choice but to make multiple trips to transport everything back.

Along the way, dozens of vehicles, accompanied by four War Horses escorting the convoy front and back, advanced grandly toward Kamiyu’s Sanctuary.

The road from the Stadium to the Sanctuary had been transformed by Dunzi along the way, ensuring smooth and unobstructed passage. It had already become the Sanctuary’s primary transportation artery.

Everyone could drive toward the Sanctuary as if on a highway, though the convoy maintained a steady pace due to its size.

“Wow, such a tall City Wall! It must be as high as a nine-story building.”

“Look, it’s covered in cannons. Are these the cannons that bombarded the Stadium Instance Dungeon? But we’ve traveled over 50 kilometers to get here—that’s beyond visual range. How could they possibly hit that far?” one person exclaimed, pointing at the cannons on the wall with their mouth agape.

“Wait a minute, that one looks like a battleship’s Main Cannon. How can they mount something like that on a City Wall?”

Everyone in the vehicles gasped in unison.

“Behave properly later. Don’t speak carelessly, and show respect when you see the important figures,” Chen Dong advised the others in the vehicle, swallowing hard as he took in the majestic sight of the Sanctuary.