In the game "Super God," thankfully, it can simulate countless worlds.

Upon arriving outside the secret vault, Zirlo casually blasted open the vault's protective barrier, blasting the gate and the two guarding puppets into fragments.

This made you, who was about to instruct the Red Queen to analyze the restriction, silently shut your mouth.

It seems you're still too young and don't quite understand the wizarding style, nor are you familiar with things like raiding homes.

The secret vault contained a large quantity of gems and fine weapons, but the three of you didn't even glance at them, heading straight into the depths of the vault.

You only stopped when several high platforms covered in protective barriers appeared.

Each platform held one of the following items: a dark gold scepter, a rusty key, a robe radiating a captivating glow, and a stone exuding destructive energy.

Is that the key to truth?

The Azure Blade in your mind opened its eyes, looking somewhat solemnly at the most inconspicuous key on the high platform.

[Blade Azure explains to you that the Key to Truth is a colossal entity called the Council of Truth, which spans the void continent, and is used as a token for transactions.]

Using this key, one can summon a merchant from the Council of Truth. The Council of Truth can grant almost any wish of the trader, provided the trader can afford the price.

The Council of Truth periodically releases an unspecified number of Keys of Truth into the various planes of existence, but generally only into those powerful planes.

For some unknown reason, I actually found one in this weak dimension.

You shook your head, showing little interest in this key to truth.

Poverty makes you lose all expectation of any kind of deal. Just think about it, the Truth Council would never do a losing business.

[Zirlo and Franzena begin to break the restrictions on the platform in front of them.]

[The restrictions here cannot be broken by brute force; after all, no one knows whether these treasures will be damaged by your attacks.]

Furthermore, some restrictions have self-destructive or even banishing effects, so it would be a real shame to miss out on the treasure.

[You finally have a chance to prove yourself. Have the Red Queen analyze the restrictions on the platform where the stone emanating destructive energy is located.]

With your gene engine boasting a frequency of up to 8, you were the first to break the restriction's attributes. You waved your hand, and the stone on the platform flew into your grasp.

[An aura of spatial and temporal destruction emanated from the stone. According to the Red Queen's analysis, this stone could be used for spacetime research, or it could be thrown out and detonated as a weapon.]

Its power is far inferior even to giant wizarding weapons, such as the Annihilation Cannon.

[In the end, all the restrictions were broken. Franzena chose the robe, Zirlo took the Key of Truth, and you accepted the stone that exuded an aura of temporal destruction.]

[The three of you should discuss finding an opportunity to sell the last dark gold scepter and split the proceeds equally.]

However, since Franzena had previously accepted the divine gem, she would need to make certain concessions regarding the benefits.

[You've guessed that the scepter, and the crown worn by the statue of the Goddess of the Night, are both genuine divine artifacts.]

Divine artifacts are equipment that only gods can create, and gods are products of faith.

[Deities rely on the faith of all beings to solidify their divine status and use that faith to strengthen themselves.]

[This is considered pure heresy by wizards, but in the myriad planes of existence, the number of gods is indeed quite large.]

[Even compared to wizards, the reputation of the most wicked gods is far better.]

After all, gods need believers, but wizards don't. Wizards have a terrible reputation throughout the universe; wherever they go, they cause the extinction of their races.

[Robbery everywhere, a bunch of lunatics, paranoia, and so on—this is the impression that wizards are held across the various planes of existence.]

Fortunately, the wizarding race is powerful enough that the weak must compromise, while the strong disregard everything!

"Huh?!" Lin Yuan's pupils contracted slightly.

"So my second job has become completely tarnished?"

"Should I keep my second job a secret from now on, and preferably not expose it?"

The wizard clan is very powerful, but the problem is that Lin Yuan is a hacker and has no clan to protect him at all.

If some big shot passing by casually slapped him to death, this would be such an unjust death.

"We still need to play it safe."

Lin Yuan drew a conclusion.

Your three-person exploration team has successfully completed your mission and returned to Fario's Wizard Tower.

By this time, the wizard's expeditionary force had already conquered a large area.

Centered around Fario's wizard tower, the air was thick with carnage and wailing.

Upon learning that a god stood behind the Dark Night Ruins Kingdom, Fario simply nodded silently, clearly having anticipated this.

[In a plane like this, teeming with intelligent beings, it's perfectly normal for gods to be watching over it; those gods wouldn't miss any opportunity to gain faith.]

[I just don't know if that so-called Goddess of the Night is a native deity or a foreign one.]

[Fario assigns you and Franzena to lead a group of wizards, responsible for expanding outwards.]

Left with no other choice, you led several hundred first and second-level wizards, along with an army of hundreds of thousands of modified creatures and golems, on your conquest.

Over the course of more than a decade, you have established a massive biological breeding farm and a golem factory on a resource-rich continent.

[A steady stream of modified creatures and golems were manufactured like products on an assembly line, replenishing the legions suffering losses at the front lines.]

Since the wizards dare to launch an expedition, they must have the means to mass-produce troops. Trying to fight the wizards through a war of attrition is a very unwise move.

Leaving aside the wizard's own immense power, their knowledge of biological modification and puppet creation alone is enough to plunge lower civilizations into despair.

[This kind of troop proliferation grows exponentially because modified creatures and golems can self-reproduce and replicate, giving the enemy the feeling that the more they kill, the more they multiply.]

Years of invasion have hardened your heart and chilled your gaze.

You look more like a wizard now.

Only occasionally, when the night is quiet, will you take out the protective pendant given to you by your mentor, Grena, and stare blankly for a while.

Perhaps this is why mentors would rather give up hope of promotion than stay at the wizarding academy.

Only in wizarding academies can one find a semblance of warmth, where young wizarding apprentices always exude boundless energy.

Not everyone can accept becoming cold-blooded, ruthless, cruel, and paranoid.

The path to truth is always lonely and arduous.

On this day, a terrifying fluctuation descended upon this plane.

Its powerful aura made you tremble slightly.

[Blade Azure solemnly reminds you that the being emanating this aura is far beyond your ability to contend with.]

According to her estimation, even Fario might not be a match for her.

[Damn wizards! How dare you harm my followers! I will cast you into the endless abyss, to suffer eternal torment in the hellish realm!]