Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 270 Top of the Food Chain

The world of killing sisters.

Further north in the far north, temperatures often drop below -70°C, making it a truly desolate place devoid of human life!

As far as the eye can see, the pristine white snow and rugged glaciers form the entire palette of this wild land.

"Roar--!!"

A deafening roar ripped through the deathly silence!
A terrifying creature, as large as a mountain and resembling a sea serpent, suddenly burst forth from the frozen ground! Its body was over eighty meters long, and even the smallest part of its tail required three people to encircle it!

It has ferocious bone spurs growing on its head, and six blood-red eyes the size of millstones, flashing with savagery and... terror!
One of the overlords of the far north, a dragon-shaped super dangerous species—'Galos'!
The sound waves generated by its roar alone caused the surrounding undulating icebergs to surge, and countless tons of snow to pour down from the mountain peaks!

The vast, white wilderness, devoid of any living creatures, was suddenly startled into action by a variety of creatures of different shapes and sizes.

In this disaster that resembled a natural catastrophe, in order to avoid being buried under more than ten meters of snow by an avalanche.

They could only run at full speed, racing against death, trying to seize that slim chance of survival.

But they don't understand!

Right now, it's supposed to be the seasonal slumber of this northern overlord!
This has been the case for the past few centuries.

Why is this year different?

What puzzled them even more was why the dragon-shaped dangerous species that caused the natural disaster was also running so fast and so... frantically.
Why was that earth-shattering roar mixed with an overwhelming...fear?!

Could there be something that could threaten this absolute overlord standing at the top of the food chain?
Even among the super-dangerous species, Garos is not weak, so what is there to make it so terrified that it doesn't even have the courage to resist and can only run for its life?
In the sky, a leisurely white cloud, against the biting cold wind, drifted past in the direction Garus had fled, seemingly slow but actually fast.

Below in the snow, there was a giant white bear, its shoulder height easily exceeding six meters, a top-tier dangerous species unique to the far north!
In the midst of my frantic escape, I inadvertently looked up and glanced at the soft cloud drifting down from the sky.

Fear, stemming from its primal instinct for survival, caused its massive body to tremble violently! Its running speed increased even more, while it opened its mouth and roared a warning at the cloudy sky.

It was completely unaware.

My current appearance is exactly like that of the dragon-shaped super dangerous species Garus who is running away frantically ahead!

Just as the giant ice bear opened its mouth to roar!

The soft cloud suddenly accelerated and surged into its gaping maw!

In an instant! This extremely dangerous species came to a sudden stop, its massive body tumbling down the mountain due to the immense inertia.

It hasn't rolled very far yet.

His bulging muscles then slumped down and sank in.

The soft, thick white fur clings tightly to and outlines the prominent, skeletal structure beneath it!
The flesh and blood that filled it seemed to have been instantly sucked dry by something!
In the distance, Garus, who was fleeing for his life, happened to turn around and saw this bizarre scene that terrified him once again! Six blood-red eyes were filled with fear!
Its massive body whipped its tail violently and plunged headlong into the avalanche that resembled a natural disaster, trying to use the snow to cover its escape route!
Wisps of mist slowly flowed from the seven orifices of the great polar bear, which had turned into black holes, and then re-condensed in mid-air.

He transformed into the appearance of a young Taoist priest.

"Hiccup~"

Mo Yu rubbed his round belly, then closed his eyes contentedly.

"Hmm... this bear tastes good, I think I'm a little full."

She looked up and glanced at Garus, who had already disappeared from sight, and pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Seriously, why run so fast?"
I just ate seven or eight of your pretty female snakes along the way, plus a dozen or so snake eggs with a chewy texture.
Didn't you even think about avenging your poor wife and children? You have no backbone!

He casually tossed the leftover skeletons and furs into the chat group; to Qin Shi, these were all excellent materials for refining weapons.

It can be said that everything is used to its fullest potential, with nothing wasted.

Mo Yu glanced around at the icy, snowy landscape and quickly locked his gaze on a white giant bear that was over five meters tall in the distance.

I have to say, this bear is quite delicious; the taste is much better than that of a sea snake. I'll take one home for a late-night snack.

The next moment, the soft white clouds reappeared, instantly enveloping the white giant bear that hadn't even had a chance to react! It soared into the sky and sped off in a certain direction!

The unfortunate polar bear was completely bewildered.

Immediately, its wild instincts caused it to begin struggling and biting violently!
Its terrifying power, enough to tear apart steel and shatter rocks, could not even budge these seemingly ethereal, soft clouds!

Until... it was carried by this cloud of mist to a camp surrounded by tens of thousands of troops.

call out!
A sword light, as thin as silk, pierced its brow, instantly transforming into a storm of sword energy that pulverized its brains! Before it even realized it was dead, its life was over.

This ensures the meat remains as tender and juicy as possible.

The clouds and mist dissipated, and it transformed back into the form of Mo Yu.

He grabbed a bear paw taller than himself and walked into the tent.

"These two bear paws are quite good. The one on the left is stewed over high heat and sweetened with honey; the one on the right is grilled directly over a fire and brushed with heavy seasonings and extra spice."

Inside the tent, a slender, alluring woman dressed in a well-fitting purple outfit with a purple butterfly tattooed between her eyebrows paused as she poured various spices into a large iron pot upon hearing the order from behind her.

Those eyes, which should have been full of charm and allure, flashed with an undisguised helplessness and... numbness.

Turning around, she curtsied gracefully and bowed deeply, her voice soft and melodious:

"This servant girl, Li Wu, greets her master."

Who would have thought that in the world of Qin's Time, there was once a fearsome female assassin from the Luo Wang organization, or a stunningly beautiful songstress whom countless men dreamed of?

Now, however, she has been trained to become Mo Yu's personal cook.

Actually, Li Wu's cooking skills are just average, probably only slightly better than the average person.

But what can you do when Mo Yu's group consists of barbarians with no taste? Among the short ones, only Li Wu's cooking skills are barely passable.

In addition, the ingredients that Mo Yu provided were too 'high-end'.

Even with the simplest processing and the addition of appropriate seasonings, it is enough to make it an unparalleled delicacy.

"I've already said, let's skip these formalities and just do what you're supposed to do."

Mo Yu, completely oblivious to her charms, simply glanced at the potato and beef stew in the iron pot, his mouth watering at the rich and tempting aroma of the meat.

They grabbed the big iron ladle and started eating straight from the pot.

Although he wasn't quite sure whether the thing in the pot, which looked like a cow but had scales and was amphibious, actually counted as a cow.

Anyway, the taste is really good. It has a chewy texture similar to beef, and also has the fresh and tender taste unique to aquatic life.

However, behind his seemingly enjoyable meal...

It was Li Wu's hard work, taking a whole day to barely cook the extremely dangerous species.

At that moment, she raised her head and looked up at the two bear paws that were bigger than her whole body, her charming eyes filled with a hint of despair.

These two things, probably weighing over a thousand pounds each, how on earth are they supposed to cook them? How long will it take? And how can she ensure the outside doesn't burn while the inside is thoroughly cooked?!

That clueless master, wanting her to cook for him better, casually leveled her up, elevating her from the Acquired Realm to her current Innate Realm.

Otherwise, let alone cooking, just moving and cleaning those two giant bear paws would be exhausting for her! It would probably take several days to barely finish.

By then, the daylily will be too cold!
The owner is probably already too hungry to be patient...

The one who will be 'eaten' is probably... going to be her.

Of course, if it's 'eating' in that sense... she's not entirely against it, and even has a little bit of anticipation for it.

In her eyes, her master could take people to other grotto-heavens, had the ability to ride the clouds and mist, and the skill to gather and disperse energy. How was he any different from the legendary immortals?
To have the opportunity to serve a true immortal is a chance that countless women in the world would desperately seek but could not find.

Unfortunately, she knew very well what was going on.

The owner's "eating" is probably in the physical sense.

I'd better just be honest and figure out how to cook these two bear paws...

Just as Li Wu was lost in thought.

Suddenly, the tent flap was flung open.

A gust of icy wind suddenly rushed in, covering her face. But it didn't seem to chill her seemingly flawless skin much.

"The ritual dance of parting."

A tall, robust, and elderly figure walked in.

It was none other than Urka, the chieftain of the Rorowu tribe. One of the high priests of the Church of the God of War, his tribe now numbered over 100,000, commanding 50,000 able-bodied soldiers, and one of the four tribes in the world of "Slay the Sister" that were the first to follow Mo Yu.

Even from Li Wu's perspective, who had once moved among the imperial nobles, the Ulka clan chief before her was definitely a powerful figure with the dignity of a king!

However, this powerful tribal chief, who held considerable military power, showed obvious respect when facing her, and even bowed to her.

Although Li Wu knew that the person he was respecting was not himself, but the master behind him who was eating and drinking without any regard for his image.

But she had to admit that the feeling of being treated with respect was incredibly pleasant!
Compared to the assassins living in the dark world, she definitely preferred this glamorous world.

In particular, the Church of the God of War has gathered more than 300,000 followers, swallowed up many northern fortresses, and is pressing the imperial capital with its army. It has the ambition and strength to unify the world!
Her own power and status will also experience a qualitative leap in a short period of time as the church rises.

Thinking about it this way, Li Wu suddenly realized that it wasn't a big deal to cook and serve this unromantic master occasionally, since it wasn't something she had to do every day.

Her current status is that of a highly respected 'priestess'.

In a real war, she would still need to wield her Imperial Arms of the flute and play "Military Music Dream" to bless the army.

"High Priest, these are battle reports that have just come from the other front lines. Please take a look."

Urka presented eight briefings.

After the initial four tribal leaders were appointed as high priests, Mo Yu added four more high priest positions as the church's power expanded.

Today, the Church of the God of War has eight core tribes and a headquarters with over a million members!

For this campaign against the empire in the south alone, the eight tribes mobilized more than 300,000 elite young soldiers.

This is still because there aren't enough weapons, not because there aren't enough people.

The northern ice plains are simply too vast!

To this day, the Church of War can only be said to have replaced the Royal Court as the largest power, but it has not unified the entire Northern Territory.

The eight major tribes had 30-40% of their military force, but they were actually still in the rear, expanding their territory and absorbing more smaller tribes to strengthen themselves.

Mo Yu sipped his meat soup, glanced at the battle report briefly, and then casually put it aside.

If it weren't for his need to expand the Church of the God of War, absorb more warriors, and collect their pure and fanatical faith power to feed the 'God of War'.

It also requires people to carry out their will and shape the whole world and the whole civilization into the way they want it to be.

Otherwise, with his current strength, he wouldn't need a large army at all; he could conquer the entire world on his own!
Urka felt a headache coming on as he looked at his high priest's obviously indifferent attitude.

As the church's power expanded rapidly, and the high priest himself rarely appeared before other tribes, he completely devolved power...

Recently, the four newly joined tribes, and even one of the original four tribes, have become increasingly restless!
"How is the military system reform progressing under the command of the Genshi?"

Mo Yu asked casually while munching on beef.

Upon hearing this, Urka recalled the general, around thirty years old and seemingly from the Empire, and felt a deep respect for him.

"The 'Twenty Military Ranks System' is being implemented very smoothly among the Luoluowu people! Registration and household registration have already begun, and the first round of population census is expected to be completed in another twenty or thirty days. From now on, military merits will be awarded on a household basis."

Mo Yu nodded.

In order to maintain the purity of the warriors' faith.

The traditional religious methods of brainwashing and deceiving the masses are not suitable for cultivating gods, especially 'war gods'.

What's the point of turning believers into docile, obedient sheep in captivity?
What these believers offer is not the power of faith, but the poison of faith that leads them astray from their 'divinity'!

The followers that Mo Yu needs are pure, fanatical warriors who are born to fight!
Therefore, he wanted to draw on the successful experience of the neighboring Qin Dynasty to create a society in this world that was entirely centered on combat and where combat was paramount! A social system that infinitely elevated the social status of warriors, an extreme militaristic social system!

So what could be more suitable than the 'military merit system' that has been proven by history?
Houses! Money! Girls! Seats!
Do you want all of this?!
Go to battle! Go to slaughter! Go to conquer!

With enough military merit, all of the above can be obtained naturally!
As for the biggest drawback of militarism, it will self-destruct once expansion stops.

Mo Yu stared at the extremely spicy hot pot ingredients that clearly did not belong to this world. In his world, there was no such thing as an unexpandable source of food!

This world is over, completely conquered, so let's... start the next world and continue the conquest!
In the endless myriad realms, there will never be a shortage of battles...

Just then, a commotion arose outside the tent, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

Buck, now even more muscular and robust, walked in shirtless, carrying the Imperial Arms of the Axe, his face grim. His bulging, strong muscles bore more than a dozen gruesome, fresh wounds.

Mo Yu raised her eyelids, glanced at him, and continued to focus on the beef in the pot:
"You lost?"

"We lost."

Buck walked up to Mo Yu, knelt on one knee, lowered his usually arrogant head, and reluctantly admitted it with a dark face.

"Please, Chief Clan Leader and High Priest, punish me!"

"Oh?"

Mo Yu put down the large iron ladle in his hand, raised his head, and asked with some interest, "Who won against you?"

With the Imperial Arms of the Axe and the blessing of the remnant spirit, there shouldn't be many people in this world who can defeat Buck.

"A centurion named Brand, he seems to also have a Teigu, and he's an excellent marksman!"

(End of this chapter)