Chapter 126 – Historical Projection

Lying on the floor that wasn’t cool but rather scorching hot, Mu Someone spent over ten minutes contemplating life before he managed to prop up his aching body and slowly sit upright.

“Hiss~!”

He gently rubbed the area, causing the charred outer skin to peel off, revealing the fair and tender new skin that had already grown beneath.

The recovery was remarkably fast.

After all, he was using the Dolai template, and Dolai possessed the ‘Self-Healing Body (Incomplete)’ talent.

Otherwise, he would have needed at least a day or two to recuperate.

Even so, there were still multiple patches of dead skin on his body, and he had suffered internal injuries from energy backlash and explosive impacts. It would be difficult to fully recover without resting for two or three hours.

After some thought,

Mu Yuan issued commands to several newly recruited rookie troops.

Before long,

“Ding~ Nun card.”

Three nuns pushed the door open and entered. Two of them wore standard nun habits, with black robes falling to their ankles, while the collars and brims of their hats were pure white—a stark contrast to the solemn black. This attire enveloped their entire bodies, leaving nothing exposed.

Even so, compared to the armor of the Imperial Guards and Sharpshooters, their outfits still appeared rather thin.

They came in tall, petite, plump, and flat-chested varieties… commonly referred to as tall, short, fat, and thin.

The third nun had more ornate patterns on her black habit, and her robe only reached her knees, revealing sturdy calves clad in high boots and black stockings. A black war hammer hung at her waist, clearly indicating that her attire was more suited for combat than the traditional nun’s garb.

Her eyes were also more lively compared to the other two nuns, whose gazes were filled with clarity and dullness.

「Nun (Rare One-Star)」

「Rank: LV3」

「Skill: Healing」

——

「Priestess (Rare Three-Star)」

「Rank: LV3」

「Skills: Healing, Purification」

「Talent: Holy Light Power」

Warm-toned light emanated from the palms of the nuns, enveloping Lord Mu’s charred body. Instantly, the dead skin peeled off rapidly, and fair, tender new skin quickly grew in its place. The pain in his chest also subtly eased.

He had recovered, but not completely.

The nuns and priestess were too low-level.

Or rather, Lord Mu was simply too powerful.

It took three rounds of exhausting the nuns’ energy before Mu Someone recovered about seventy to eighty percent.

“Skills come with risks; experimentation requires caution.”

He waved his hand to dismiss the nuns. After the door closed, he took out a brand-new set of armor and a full-length mirror from his dimensional pocket, straightened his barely damaged hairstyle, and walked out of the silver building as if nothing had happened.

Practice? There would be no more practice today.

Tomorrow, for sure.

After making his rounds, Lord Mu returned to the core Altar.

Here, two rifts hung high.

The rift on the left was a Secret Realm, and the rift on the right was also a Secret Realm.

“Ding!”

The rift on the right suddenly descended, forming an arched gate large enough for giants and other large creatures to pass through.

He stepped inside without any sensation of spatial disorientation or dizziness, as if merely passing through a curtain of water. Ripples spread around him, yet he abruptly transitioned from one world to another.

The sky turned gloomy, with lead-gray clouds perpetually shrouding it. Only a few gaps allowed faint strands of daylight to seep through, but they were insufficient to dispel the oppressive darkness.

The land was parched, vegetation withered, and in the distance, the ruins of a Church building were faintly visible.Everywhere was desolate and gray.

It seemed even more dilapidated than the Skull Graveyard.

Across this black wasteland roamed humanoid monsters. Their skin was fiery red, they had horns on their heads, and like goblins, they wore simple cloth garments yet carried sharp sabers, swords, and shields.

Further in the distance, one could vaguely glimpse even larger monsters.

「Black Wasteland Secret Realm」

「Rank: One」

「Description ①: This secret realm is a projection of a historical fragment, mapped into existence. Monsters inside the secret realm will respawn at regular intervals. Killing monsters does not yield Remnant Souls but will produce a certain amount of Soul Sand.」

「Description ②: Unlike Miracle Buildings, the secret realm cannot be upgraded by simply investing Soul Sand. It requires long-term nurturing by the territory. The higher the territory’s rank, the faster the secret realm nurtures.」

This ‘Black Wasteland’ secret realm was, in fact, a resource secret realm.

—It could continuously produce Soul Sand, equivalent to having a small, micro Soul Sand Mine that would never deplete and could even be upgraded.

This was simply marvelous!

“One can’t get by in the Eternal World without money. If those old Lords knew that this Secret Realm Key could unlock a Soul Sand secret realm, wouldn’t they regret it to the point of gut-wrenching despair?”

Mu Yuan, in his Dolai Incarnation form, fired scorching orange Fireballs from his palms, shaking the entire secret realm as he blasted dozens of apprentice-level ‘Fallen Demons’ to pieces.

Satisfied, he left the secret realm.

He had already sent Deadbone and several Hurricane Falcons to scout this place in the morning. The area wasn’t large, with only a corner of a ruined Church visible, and beyond that, the gray, misty edge of the secret realm. Perhaps raising the secret realm’s rank would expand the area and reveal more.

For now, however, there were no major threats inside the secret realm—only wave after wave of ‘weeds’ ready to be harvested at any time.

Hence, it was called a resource secret realm.

It was time to send people in for harvesting.

Through the Mental Link, Mu Yuan posted a group task in the ‘General Group.’

Bone Four raised its hand. “Lord, I can lead forty Skeleton Warriors and complete the task within three hours.”

Lu Liu pondered for a moment and said, “If the Lord requires it, Liu can also lead the troops to collect the Soul Sand. I would only need thirty soldiers and two and a half hours.”

He had calculated meticulously, ensuring that all Soul Sand would be collected without any time-wasting slacking.

His approach was all about precision.

Rakshasa snorted, “Hmph, twenty warriors are enough.”

Asun: “Screech screech screech~!”

In the Skull Graveyard, a head covered with a red cloth emerged from one of the graves, sleepily glanced around, then retreated back inside. “Hah, the boring competitiveness of men.”

In the Mental Link network, a Slime peeking emoji popped up.

Dolai also chimed in, “Bullying weaklings… I mean, tactical harvesting is what I’m best at~!”

No, you’re not.

You have to complete your study tasks.

In the Cultivation Chamber, in front of a large, dynamically written character for “Stillness,” stood a study desk piled with over a dozen thick hardcover books.

A young woman with light blue hair sat curled up there, a pen balanced on the tip of her nose like a balance beam, swaying back and forth, much like her swirling, dizzy eyes at that moment.

“Complete Guide to Military Strategy.”

“Tactics: From Beginner to Burying the Enemy.”

“186 Key Points to Note in Hero Trials.”

Help!General Dolai is about to give up!

After staring for so long, the only book it could remember was “The Complete Guide to Gluttonous… Monster Illustrations,” and even then, it could only recall half of it.

As for the rest…

It forced itself to keep staring a while longer, but the swirls in its eyes kept multiplying.

“Lord, Do-Dolai can’t do it anymore.”

It face-planted onto the desk with a splat, completely defeated.

2/3, one more chapter to go.

(End of Chapter)