You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 154 Lift High

During the winter, miners dug out many magical ores from the coal and iron mines.

However, Roman used all these resources to enchant various metals in order to improve the Apostle's stats.

This time, he plans to use up all the resources in one go to expand the recruitment pool, and its scale even exceeds the total of the previous four recruitments.

After all, the previous four rounds only involved a total of 137 recruitments.

The fifth time, however, requires 150 draws!
Moreover, I got a double yolk egg in the first ten draws.

So cool!

So cool!
This ten-pull yielded only two five-star characters; the rest were one-star characters.

Recruiting again!

Recruit aggressively!!

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[One-star Ed... Talent: Adaptability - Adapting to the Environment]

[Two-star Ryder... Talent: Swift Legs - Excellent at running]

[Two-Star Jon... Talent: Breath - Even Breathing, Increased Endurance]

[Two-star Martin... Talent: Balance - He won't fall easily]

[Two-star Rick... Talent: Sense of Direction - Less Likely to Get Lost]

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[Samsung James (can be given an apostle codename)]
Attack: E, Defense: E, Speed: E+, Constitution: E, Energy: E
Talent: Imitation – Skilled at observation and imitation
First skill: Ventriloquism - Able to imitate many sounds, creating an immersive experience.

Second skill: Performance – Imitating people or animals with remarkable realism.

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【Samsung Nicole (can be given an Apostle codename)】
Attack: E+, Defense: E+, Speed: E, Constitution: D-, Energy: E+
Talent: Strength – well-developed limbs

Skill 1: Slaughter - Mastery of Slaughtering Techniques

Second Skill: Fierce Valor - Increases strength when counterattacking.

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Samsung Ida (can be given an apostle codename)
Attack: E, Defense: E, Speed: E, Constitution: E, Energy: E
Talent: Judgment – ​​Enhanced observation skills and the ability to predict the direction of events.

Skill 1: Focus – High level of concentration
Second skill: Sensitivity - Better Survival]

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Everyone has their own talents and abilities.

Roman's goal was to find everyone he could use.

However, compared to the population of over ten thousand, the number of apostles he has recruited so far seems rather small, and even if he spends all his resources, it will be just so-so.

I failed to get a four-star apostle on the fifth recruitment.

There are only three Samsung Apostles.

This is much better than the last time when I only got one three-star apostle in fifty pulls—after all, I got two five-stars this time.

There are more than thirty two-star apostles, but they are not very useful. Compared with ordinary people, they only have some advantages.

The majority are still one-star apostles, which is probably the bottom line for ordinary humans.

There's nothing we can do about it; that's just how the pool is.

The larger the base, the easier it is to find the gold in the sand.

It is foreseeable that as the population of this land increases, it will become increasingly difficult for Roman to recruit high-quality apostles.

Only by identifying promising individuals in advance, keeping them close by, or entrusting them with important tasks, and by using various means to improve relationships and trust, can we increase the probability of successful shipments.

But this approach is too foolish.

Roman now has two solutions.

One method is to convert magic stones into a large amount of resources for drawing cards.

I'll just use an excavator to dig it up!
Bricks fly with great force!

I refuse to believe that a shovel can't find a few grains of gold!

But even after saving for a year, he only managed to collect about two hundred draws, and that doesn't even include milestone rewards.

So the only option is to spend real money. Even after mining increases, the magic stone reserves will still be very tight.

After all, improving the Apostle panel requires such extraordinary resources.

Secondly, there's Gavi! She increases the probability of drawing cards through extraordinary power.

This could potentially save a lot of resources.

The problem is that Gavial cannot control her power.

The Hand of Fate is arguably the most powerful talent among all the Apostles.

But if Gweil could truly control her destiny, she wouldn't have ended up in such a state.

We must nurture her!

Roman thought so.

Firstly, and secondly, he wants them both.

I need the magic stone!

I want Gavier too!
Two-pronged!

I refuse to believe that we can't find a few apostles with great potential among those fools!
……

Roman left the hall and went to Káo's residence.

He smelled a faint herbal scent as soon as he went in.

Kao lay in bed, his abdomen ripped open, his injuries quite severe; he wouldn't be able to move for at least four or five days.

The manor maids were responsible for taking care of his daily life.

Sanna, who was originally supposed to take on this task, sat in a chair with her ankles wrapped in gauze and herbal medicine applied to reduce swelling.

Gweil stayed by her side and talked to her.

We can only say we're in the same boat.

“Master, you’ve come again.” Kao struggled to get up. Roman was so busy with his affairs, yet he hadn’t forgotten him. This touched him deeply.

Roman gave him a brief, indifferent glance.

"No, I came to see Sanna."

Kao said in surprise, "I am very grateful that you saved her, but it was all because she was useless. Please don't take it to heart."

Her brother was so cold-hearted to say such cruel things. Sanna was heartbroken.

The day after she got lost and sprained her ankle, she and Gavial were sent back to the manor.

She told Kao about her ordeal, recounting her fears, but Kao's eyes immediately turned terrifying upon hearing it.

In that instant, she believed that if he hadn't been lying in bed, he would have definitely attacked her, punching and kicking her until she was rolling on the floor.

It was as if what connected them was not blood ties, but some deep-seated hatred.

If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she wouldn't have believed that Kao would say such malicious things to her.

He called her a coward and hated her weakness. He made her follow her master to train, but she turned back halfway, only to pick some useless fruit, which put her in danger. Her master walked all night to save her.

This was entirely due to her incompetence—he cursed her for not dying in that fire, becoming a corpse like his father and mother, so that he wouldn't have to carry her as a burden, and when he sought revenge in the future, he would definitely include her share.

The vicious words were so appalling that they nearly broke her down, and she wanted to burst into tears, but Kao wouldn't allow her to cry, saying she had no right to cry.

In the past, the harder she cried, the more violently he beat her, until she had no strength left to cry.

Roman walked over and saw that Sanna looked pale and downcast. He was a little surprised and asked, "Does your foot still hurt?"

Sanna's lips moved slightly. She keenly sensed Kao's vicious gaze, so she changed her words: "Master, I don't feel any pain anymore, not at all."

He disliked seeing her in a weak state, and he would never allow her to lose face in front of the master. She was well aware of Káo's taboos and dared not offend him.

It doesn't actually hurt anymore.

For some reason, she has become increasingly sensitive lately. Her foot injury, which originally took about ten days to heal, stopped hurting after only two days, and the redness and swelling also subsided.

But she pretended that her ankle still hurt, and that Kao wouldn't hit her while she was still in pain.

She saw Roman approaching with a smile, his scent growing ever closer.

These days, she is haunted by the memory of that strong, warm smell. Living in such a terrifying environment, she sometimes needs to recall it to fall asleep peacefully.

But now the owner of that scent is right in front of her.

Sanna suddenly found herself feeling somewhat nervous and out of sorts.

It's so close, right in front of me. I bend down, reach out my hand, what am I going to do?
Her eyes widened, and she suddenly stood up. Her bottom left the seat, not by her own will, but because two strong and reliable hands supported her under her armpits. Her perspective was suddenly raised, and she felt as if she were flying. She felt like she had become a bird flying freely, or a flying fish leaping out of the sea!
Lift it high!
She looked down and saw his radiant smile, like the warm and gentle spring sunshine. He asked softly.

"Would you like to become my personal attendant?"

(End of this chapter)