CHAPTER 367: CHAPTER 248: A NEW TRANSACTION MODEL_2

The Small Knife naturally released through the task system, naturally guaranteed, players trusted unconditionally.

As soon as it appeared, it caused a sensation.

No big shot remained unmoved, especially in today’s Water Blue Star, where the high-ranking officials of various countries are old fellows.

The Small Knife has been trying to acquire land.

Primordial Qi Pills, Demon Beast Meat, and even some other things are highly valuable in reality, but the effect of exchanging them for land is still not very ideal, with not much harvest.

Now, the task has been released, and indeed many big shots are tempted.

Although there are some negative rumors, the Small Knife doesn’t need to care at all now.

As time went by, on TV, there was a live broadcast of a white-haired elder who needed assistance to walk and rarely appeared on television, once an indisputable big shot.

He hardly had a few good years left.

But even so, his power remained tightly in his grasp.

"The older you get, the more you fear death. Can I even do such a thing now?" The elder laughed at himself.

Then, during the live broadcast, he directly took the Enlightenment Pill.

The Small Knife personally helped absorb the medicine’s efficacy, also using other auxiliary medicines.

So in front of tens of thousands of viewers, the old undying man with a face full of age spots successfully underwent Spirit Awakening and entered the First-Layer Qi Cultivation.

A First-Layer Qi Cultivation with no Spirit Root, his aptitude naturally was at an extremely low extreme point.

But his whole person visibly changed, rapidly growing younger.

The body was no longer bent, the legs were no longer lame, the age spots on his face dimmed, and his cloudy eyes became bright again.

Numerous viewers in front of their televisions screamed in surprise.

Subsequently, a host took the opportunity to announce that the Enlightenment Pill had appeared in the contribution exchange list, not only in the Second World but also in reality.

No matter how exaggeratedly unaffordable the price was, having it, with the system’s fairness, naturally proved it was real.

Subsequently, a series of welfare measures were announced, allowing ordinary people on the land exchanged with the Enlightenment Pill to enjoy various resident benefits, benefits of entering the Second World, better than their original living environments.

In this way, most of the opposition voice disappeared.

With this beginning, in the following years, leveraging the Enlightenment Pill and other benefits, large tracts of land on Water Blue Star were annexed.

Even the Second World had already changed drastically, the wilderness had become a protected area, not to mention the players, even the natives knew it could not be destroyed, otherwise compensation would be required.

However, these natives didn’t make trouble, everything was transitioned smoothly.

No way, in the Second World, living high-ups, using phones, watching TV, isn’t that delightful!

What’s the point of rebelling?

All of this was changing silently.

The current world’s upper limit was still in the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment, and many players had reached this level.

But they were still striving vigorously in the game.

Although levels could not be advanced, farming, manufacturing talismans, researching, taming Spiritual Beasts, Spirit Pets, etc., still held great fun.

Of course, the greatest fun was that the earned contributions could be used in reality.

The Small Knife even cut out an area, taking the Northern Wilderness as one of the Four Extremes for suppression, using the Master of the World’s authority, barely forming something like a secret realm.

This move borrowed means from the Goblin World.

For so long, the Small Knife traversed most places in the Goblin World and had to admit that this world had more potential than his own, as it was larger, enough for Eight Extremes suppression.

The Small Knife speculated that the Master of this world did not want to instantly elevate the world’s upper limit to the Third Realm, or even higher, if they wished.

The Small Knife, after visiting, sensed from the World Master Realm.

He surprisingly discovered three World Extreme Points, similar to secret realms, where the upper limit was somewhat higher, with Third Realm Purple Mansions definitely present.

However, the Small Knife didn’t dare to go deep, worried that the Master of the Goblin World was always watching, waiting for him to reveal a flaw.

It was by relying on some information here, along with the material possessions of Blessed Lands and Grotto Heavens he possessed, combined with the terrifying analytical ability boosted by the World Master authority and his personal space.

He utilized the World Master authority and bought corresponding treasures from other worlds via the world forum.

Ultimately, he used the concept of Witch, with the Totem Pole as a key suppression, transforming it into something similar to a small secret realm.

There the upper limit reached Level 300, potentially breaking through to Early Stage of Purple Mansion.

Additionally, the Spirit Vein there was reverted to its origin, turned into Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

This was very suitable for the Witch’s environment, and he transplanted some precious species from the Goblin World.

Even began cultivating materials needed for the Enlightenment Pill.

At the same time, this was also a probe regarding the Five Elements Sword Control Sect’s grand array set up on the world’s periphery.

This grand array covered the Water Blue Star Mini World, able to absorb the Spiritual Qi of the entire mini world.

Initially, the Small Knife, with great difficulty, upgraded the mini world’s upper limit to Level 300, only for it to be absorbed back to Level 200 by the Five Elements Sword Control Sect, returning directly to the pre-liberation period.

This left the Small Knife unwilling, lingering in his heart.

By the lakeside in the Goblin Mini World, the Master of the Goblin World looked at the lake surface, where only three screens were displayed.

It showed the five inner sect elite disciples who came to this world.

They were also the last survivors.

No matter the place, hidden as deep as possible, but within a few days, a large number of goblins would attack.

They used every method imaginable but could not avoid it.

Unaware that this Master of the Goblin World was using them as bait, trying to fish out which stealthily arrived Master of the World was lurking.

Nevertheless, several years passed.

That Master of the World hadn’t killed a single goblin? This seemed astonishing to him.

How could they endure like this?

What’s the aim here?

Although he was only hiding in his world, he couldn’t discover him, but the world instinctively analyzed his aura, once grasped, he could endlessly invade that world?

However, having not appeared for years, this Master of the Goblin World could not bear it.

Feeling extremely depressed.

Decided to quit playing.

Immediately delivered the command.

The inner sect disciples desperately resisted; for years, using every means, they had reached a state of exhaustion, and in the end, they all self-destructed.

A few days later, the last intruder also self-destructed, and the screen subsequently vanished.

The Master of the World breathed a sigh of relief.

Wait, at most, in ten years, I will be able to open the path to your world.

By then, I will occupy your world, haha.

Thus, the Master of the Goblin World resumed a life of revelry.

Occasionally patrolling the Eight Extremes, organizing the most elite goblins’ free-for-all annually, and the victor absorbs others’ bloodlines to greatly enhance their strength.

The Master of the Goblin World’s goal was to cultivate Golden Goblins, this King-Level profession.

Once enough were gathered, suppress the Eight Extremes, form a grand array, refine, and suppress the bloodlines of those old folks, thereby absorbing their bloodlines to bring his own closer.

Thus reaching the true limit, only then is it time to enhance the world’s upper limit.

He hadn’t reached the limit yet, so, to be safe, he limited the universal advancement of the world limit, although the experience was long since accumulated.

Every year, the bloodline trees of defeated elite goblin bloodlines in the tribe would vanish.

The bloodline forest by the lakeside was sourced from this process.

The fruits that matured each year fell into the lake.

This lake water was extraordinary; any goblin who drank it could refine their bloodline to become an elite professional.

Gazing at the lake surface.

The revealed image showed a group of elite goblins in a melee.

It was the annual grand martial contest again.

Finally, only one was left from the slaughter, absorbing others’ bloodlines greatly enhanced his strength, but still not reaching the Golden Bloodline level.

This Master of the World was accustomed, not disappointed.

Also, because he habitually took most of the bloodline of the defeated during these slaughter sequences.

Once again, the Master of the Goblin World glanced at the lake surface.

Scenes from several largest tribes emerged within.

Then he observed the top-level bloodline individuals for a while.

He did not allow elite bloodline individuals to avoid the grand contest, privately gather power, and covet the Golden Goblin Bloodline.

King Bloodline must be under his control.