Survival for All: I can deconstruct projections and synthesize everything.

"Sweet, how did it go? Did you rescue David?"

On the other side, Allen anxiously asked Sweet.

When he saw Sweet shake his head, Allen's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

"Damn it! Damn number one! How could he be so strong!" Allen stomped his feet angrily.

What the furious Allen didn't see was that Sweet was looking at him with a strange expression.

"Allen, do you have any way to get both of us to the second tier? If we were on the same level as that number one, maybe I could be his opponent..." Sweet looked at Allen.

Allen pondered Sweet's words for a moment, then thought fiercely, "Yes, but given my current situation, I can only trade for one item like this."

"Sweet, he's in your hands now! You must get rid of him!"

After Allen finished speaking, he opened the talent with a pained expression, the free trade that never loses out.

Unfortunately, he didn't develop his talent very well.

Allen reluctantly took out a Tier 2 item, activated his talent, and traded the Tier 2 item to an unknown entity in exchange for a vial of green potion.

"Here you go. This is the potion I obtained that can upgrade you to the second tier. According to the description, it also seems to grant you a slight ability to control the wind."

Sweet took the potion and checked it with the mist system. Finding the description to be true, he opened the bottle and drank it down in one gulp.

Next, Sweet's strength level reached the second tier.

Sweet clenched his fist and summoned several more spatial portals, discovering that his control and destructive power over his spatial talents had also increased.

He waved his hand again, scrambling up a few small wind blades. Their power was naturally not as strong as David's Wind Domain, but it was better than nothing.

"Sweet, you're third on the world rankings now! Just kill the first and second, and you'll be number one!"

Allen chuckled as he watched Sweet reach the second tier of strength; he hadn't changed his original goal.

Sweet closed his eyes and sensed for a while before opening them and asking Allen in a strange tone, "Allen, is being number one really that important to you? And there's no news about any rewards for being on the leaderboard."

Allen, oblivious to Sweet's strange tone, simply chuckled and replied, "Sweet, you'll never know what it feels like to be someone who was once the center of attention and now completely unknown!"

Sweet was even more puzzled by Allen's words: "You're ranked fourth on the list, and you're telling me, someone who just made it onto the list, that you've become unknown?"

"Huh?" Hearing Sweet's question, Allen became a little angry: "Stop talking nonsense! Why are you asking so many questions? Hurry up and deal with the first and second ones!"

However, Allen sensed that Sweet's attitude was off and quietly backed away.

"Ha... Allen, what right do you have to order me around when you're a guy with absolutely no fighting ability!"

"You...you've forgotten how you begged me to be your underling before we even came to the Misty World?!"

Allen pointed angrily at Sweet when he heard Sweet's unfriendly words.

"Ha, you make me run errands every day without paying me, and you even spy on my girlfriend! I've wanted to kill you for a long time!"

"Thanks to the Misty World for giving me an SSS-level talent. To be honest, I was quite surprised when I found out your talent was also SSS-level. But after observing you for a while, I realized your talent has absolutely no combat power! Thank goodness for the Misty World!"

Sweet's tone suddenly turned murderous, and Allen hurriedly ran away.

"Hmph! Too late! I'll show you the true power of an SSS-level spatial talent!"

In an instant, the space within five meters of Allen's front, back, left, and right turned upside down.

Next, Sweet cut off this five-meter-long and five-meter-wide space, and as Sweet's will continued to shrink it, it finally shrank into a small cube five centimeters square.

If you look closely, you can see Allen running upside down inside, but he can never escape that space.

"Hmph!" Sweet snorted and opened the cloth bag at his waist.

Inside the cloth bag, there were two small cubes like these, jingling and tinkling.

And that cloth bag also seems to have been made using Sweet's spatial abilities.

"Luckily, David died at the hands of the First, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to succeed so easily!"

Sweet said it casually, then tied the bag shut.

"But first... I still need to find a way to turn him into my collection!" Sweet murmured.

If anyone else who knew Sweet saw the three people captured by the space in his bag, they would immediately recognize the two men and one woman, one of whom was Sweet's girlfriend.

Bella Hill, S-rank talent, Blessing, can apply a random positive buff to anyone or any creature.

The other man was someone Sweet caught on the street.

Marlow, S-rank talent, Mist Blade, can condense a blade imbued with the power of mist. The power of the mist weapon he condenses is always one rank higher than his own strength.

Sweet opened his palm, and a knife imbued with the power of mist appeared in his hand.

"The wonders of space are beyond the comprehension of a mere mortal like Allen!" Sweet looked at the third-tier Mist Blade in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.

"However, we still need to be wary of the number one's strength, and I always feel that he hasn't used his full power yet..."

Sweet pondered for a moment, then looked up at the sky: "Perhaps I should find a chance to pull that thing down, or make it part of my collection!"

Sweet's gaze was fixed on the Wind and Thunder Dragon within the mist in the air.

If Lin Xiao were here, he would definitely say that Sweet has become arrogant, daring to even touch a fourth-tier Wind and Thunder Demon Dragon.

However, Sweet only had this idea for the time being. He glanced in Lin Xiao's direction and then went somewhere else.

"Now is not the time to engage in the first conflict!"

Sweet left, and Lin Xiao and the others were unaware that they had already started fighting amongst themselves.

At this moment, Lin Xiao and the others were looking at the little elf that Lin Xiao had conjured, which looked like David, with great curiosity.

"First...this...is your child?" Nelly's sudden words made Lin Xiao's face twitch with anger.

"Smack!" A sharp rap landed on her forehead, and Nelly rubbed her head with a wronged expression, muttering something under her breath.