A chat group for a certain tower warlock

Hearing Yarman's words, Vegapunk became interested. He took the book in front of him and flipped through it, saying, "Well, this level is not bad... Wait, it's only a great achievement in cultivation! Not perfect?"

“Yes, he’s only at the Great Perfection stage.” Yarman said with a smile, pointing to the book. “The final goal is Great Perfection, but he only reached the Great Perfection stage. In other words, he hasn’t unleashed the full power of this technique.”

"Let me see... uh... the ultimate technique of the Great Perfection is... the Qi Cannon?"

"Yeah, isn't that amazing? The ultimate move of the Great Perfection is actually a Ki Blast!" Yarman was even more excited. He stood up, stood next to Vegapunk, and pointed at the book, saying happily.

Looking at the detailed luck path diagram in front of him, and the rough attack effect diagram that came out at the end, Vegapunk's mouth twitched. No wonder this thing could attract his boss's attention. With this luck path and this attack method, even he was attracted. How could it not attract his boss?

This thing is practically a scientist's trap!

Chapter 249: You'd think I'd been transported to Terra.

Sitting in his chair, Yarman pointed to the book in Vegapunk's hand and said jokingly, "I'm thinking about whether there's a way to integrate this system into our Terran system and see if we can broaden Terran's path."

“If you’ve already made up your mind, then give it a try,” Vegapunk said casually, flipping through the book in his hand. “But you should think carefully about whether something unexpected might happen.”

Sitting in the chair, Yarman thought for a moment, and finally nodded solemnly. This was indeed the case. We couldn't just do things haphazardly. We still needed to conduct pilot tests to see if it would work. If it did, then we could proceed.

“Here’s what we’ll do. Tomorrow, based on the contents of this book, work backward to deduce the required ratio of the laws, and then conduct an experiment to see if it really works the way it should,” Yarman said to Vegapunk. “If it works, then you can write this rule into the rules of Terra.”

"Then you go to Laurentina and ask her to provide a list of people to practice this technique, and see if they can make a name for themselves in it."

Looking at Yarman, Vegapunk nodded seriously. He turned and walked towards the experimental table. "Okay, I understand. Leave this to me." After saying that, he continued to conduct the experiment.

After glancing at Vegapunk who had begun his experiment, Yarman slowly stood up and walked out of the laboratory. He had already given instructions, so he didn't say anything more. He trusted Vegapunk to handle everything. Now he was going to check if his fishing hook had caught any fish.

Stepping out of the lab, Yarman vanished into thin air in an instant. The next second, he appeared at the edge of the world barrier, looking at Mostima who stood quietly and motionless beside him. He asked, "How was it? Did you hold back on that beam of light just now, or did you fail to stop it?"

“…I couldn’t stop them.” Mostima, staff slung over his shoulder, looked at the newly repaired world barrier in front of him and said with a gloomy expression, “Your fish are really too powerful; they tore through my net!”

Hearing Mostima's words, Yarman nodded silently. Then he began to summon the positioning mark that had entered the divine light. After a long time, just when he was about to give up, he finally received a tiny response fluctuation. The world coordinates and world information mixed in the fluctuation made him overjoyed.

"Phew~~~ All that hard work paid off!" Yarman carefully noted down where the information came from. He turned to Mostima beside him, excitedly grabbed her, and spun her around in the air. "I did it! Did you see that? I did it!"

"Okay, I understand, I understand." Mostima didn't push him away, but smiled and patted his head.

After venting his excitement, Yalman gently put Mostima down, took a deep breath, and said to her seriously, "This time, I may have to go on another long trip! I looked at the world information that came back, and it seems to be a planetary system-level world."

"So you're planning to go and take a good look?" Mostima looked at his enormous size, and from his expression, she knew he definitely wanted to go and see that world. "Take care of yourself."

“A planetary-level world shouldn’t be too dangerous,” Yarman said seriously after thinking for a moment. Although the world was backed by an unknown Lord of Reincarnation, he was still confident. At worst, he could go to Veronica again and ask his mother for help.

It's like he has no one backing him up. He does have powerful backers!

Looking at the confident Yarman, Mostima sighed helplessly. She patted his shoulder and said slowly, "This time, I have no objection to you going to that world, but don't bring back another sister for me, understand? Don't make me go looking for someone to chat with again."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, it definitely won't happen again!" Yarman assured Mostima. He wasn't some kind of seed planter; how could he possibly find a new person every time he arrived in a new world?

As for Im, that was a complete accident, and besides, he had known Im for a long time; he wasn't a newcomer.

Looking at Yarman in front of him, Mostima sighed helplessly, "Hopefully. Also, if you sense anything is wrong, run! Come back immediately, don't die out there, understand?"

Hearing this, Yarman gently took her hand and smiled at her, saying, "Don't worry, I'm someone who values ​​my life so much, how could I possibly die out there? Don't worry!" After saying that, he began preparing for the world travel. With the world coordinates, making travel tickets was quite simple.

Holding the completed time-travel ticket in his hand, Yarman looked at Mostima in front of him. After thinking for a moment, he took off his golden robe and, under her stunned gaze, draped it over her shoulders, straightened the hem, and then took out a crown that he hadn't worn in a long time and gently placed it on her head.

Seeing her stunned expression, Yarman smiled and said, "I'm handing over all my power in Terra to you. You will represent me at any meetings of the Divine Court. If anyone disobeys, you can kill them on the spot!"

Mostima gently touched the golden robe she wore, stood still for a long time, and then nodded seriously. "I understand. Don't worry, I will definitely protect Terra!"

"No, you also need to protect yourself!"

"..."

"Protect yourself, and you'll protect Terra for me." With that, Yarman took out a travel ticket from his pocket and placed it in her hand. "This is a travel ticket to the world my mother lives in."

Looking at the time travel ticket in her hand, Mostima naturally understood what Yarman meant. If the situation turned bad, she could simply activate the ticket and escape. For his sake, the Great Mother Goddess would take her in.

"Alright, that's enough for now, I'm off!" Yarman helped Mostima straighten her clothes one last time, then took two steps back, gently activated the travel ticket, and disappeared into the dream world.

Watching Yarman disappear, Mostima stood there in silence for a long time. She looked at the crumpled travel ticket in her hand, held it with both hands, gently tore it into pieces, and casually threw it into the void.

"I said it, I will sink with you, with this world, Yarman, do not doubt my resolve!"

After saying that, she disappeared into the void.

On the other side, Yarman also arrived in the target world. This time, the landing point was a deserted Gobi Desert. He carefully walked out of the space gate and looked at the surrounding environment with yellow sand everywhere. He thought he had traveled to Sargon.

"This is the new world?" Yarman looked around in disbelief. This environment was comparable to Terra. Terra's problem was caused by natural disasters, but what was going on here?

"Let me see... Hmm? What's this?"

Yarman looked up at the sky and saw a faint black shadow streak across the azure sky, stretching to the farthest point of his vision.

Yarman was stunned when he opened his senses to examine the dark shadow in the sky. It was a technological creation, a steel ring that encircled the entire planet!

"It doesn't look like a port at all, what is this...?"

"Bong!"

Under Yarman's watchful gaze, a laser beam descended from the sky and struck the desert not far from him. The sand flying everywhere was mixed with a deafening explosion, which stunned him.

What's happening here?

Chapter 250: My name is Muller, my surname is Muller and my given name is Muller.

"This... to celebrate my arrival with such a huge fireworks display, isn't that a bit too hospitable?" Yarman's cheek twitched slightly as he watched the laser beam explode before him.

Such a "enthusiastic" opening is something he's never seen before, even after traveling the world!

However, he finally figured out what the ring in the sky was for. It was a weapon! But why was the weapon facing the ground? Shouldn't it be facing outwards?

"Forget it, let's find a local to ask first!" Yarman extended his senses and began searching for living creatures on the entire planet. Soon, he found a humanoid creature very close to him. However, judging from its aura, it seemed weak and half-dead, as if it had just been bombed.

But, it got bombed... could it have been right where that big firework just now?

After a moment of contemplation, Yarman flew towards a spot not far away. What came into view was a huge, deep pit that had been crystallized by the high temperature. Inside the pit, a humanoid creature, its body charred black and constantly emitting smoke, stood in place, holding a similarly smoking stick in its hand, struggling to move within the pit.

Looking at the humanoid creature before him, Yarman remained silent for a moment, then instantly appeared in front of him. Before he could react, Yarman grabbed his head and forced him to look into his eyes. "Leech!"

A few minutes later, he casually tossed the brain-dead creature to the ground and began to sort through the information he had gathered. His expression grew increasingly strange as he worked through it; the information in the creature's memories was simply too interesting.

This world is actually a training ground for reincarnators established by the Lord of Reincarnation, specifically for selecting the best of the best among the excellent reincarnators. He will first select a group of excellent reincarnators from the current team, and at the same time publicly recruit a group of reincarnators who consider themselves excellent, and throw them all into this world.

Each cycle lasts ten years. The training ground world is fraught with danger, and there is even an incentive for killing among the reincarnators. Only those who can successfully survive in this world for ten years and accumulate three million points can successfully leave this world. The rest can only remain in this world forever, becoming new dangers.

For those who successfully pass the test, the Lord of Reincarnation will invest more resources in their training. They will no longer be organized into teams, and each person's task will be personally handled by the Lord of Reincarnation. The exchange points that can be obtained for each task will also increase several times, and the list of exchangeable materials will grow, which is like ascending to the top in one step.

"Isn't this thing just a breeding ground for Gu?" Yarman slowly stated his conclusion after sorting through the information in his mind. To put it bluntly, it's the breeding ground for Gu by the Lord of Reincarnation, an arena set up to select even stronger pawns. "However, the reincarnators created by this are indeed powerful!"

As he spoke, he slowly looked at the humanoid creature whose memories he had read and who had been rendered brain dead. This was also a reincarnator, but one who was left here forever. His ten-year points were only 2.35 million, which did not meet the requirement of 3 million, so he was left here as an experience pack for newcomers.

But as a reincarnator, he still has some privileges, such as an exclusive exchange list. By killing novice reincarnators who come to this world, he can obtain exchange points to exchange for various equipment, resources, privileges, and even the opportunity to leave this world and become a lone traveler.

The orbital bombardment laser he just used was a privilege he had redeemed, allowing him to use the orbital bombardment laser cannon once to bombard a location he designated. However, he had just gotten into close combat with a newbie Reincarnator Alliance member and was almost killed, so he had no choice but to use the opportunity to bombard himself.

Thanks to his equipment, he survived. The entire newbie Reincarnator Alliance was blasted to ashes by the laser cannon, and then, by the unexpected arrival of Yarman, they were taken advantage of and used as experience points to learn about the new world.

“You’re pretty unlucky, kid.” Yarman walked slowly to the deceased Reincarnator, took the Reincarnator’s watch from his hand, and put it on his own. “Since you’re dead anyway, I’ll make use of your remaining value. Your identity and watch are mine now. As compensation, I’ll bury you.”

As he spoke, Yarman skillfully opened the exchange list, purchased a magnificent coffin made of golden nanmu wood, placed the charred body of the reincarnator inside, and steadily positioned the coffin in the center of the deep pit.

He turned and jumped out of the pit, casually waving his hand at it. A massive amount of sand instantly poured into the pit, completely burying the pit filled with high-temperature crystals in just a few seconds.

Finally, he thoughtfully included a triggered curse spell to prevent potential tomb raiding.

After doing all this, he wiped his sweat and sighed, "Alright, that's fine. Just sleep here in peace. As for sending me to your hometown, I believe you don't want me to go there either, so let's just forget about it."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the desert, examining the wristwatch on his wrist as he went. "Can this thing be re-bound? It seems so... My name? Muller, surname Muller, given name Lele, life information verification? I'll give you a fake one... Confirm... Finally done, I'm a reincarnator now."

"From today onwards, I am Muller, a lingering reincarnator at Training Ground 9527! [Leytanian profanity]! This damn training ground's number is so weird!"

Wearing the wristwatch, Yarman smiled and walked forward. His next task was to complete the exchange mission as soon as possible, then leave this training ground world and head to the so-called shared world of reincarnators to explore the secrets of the Lord of Reincarnation and try to seize this massive reincarnation system.

"I didn't want to go on a killing spree, but my wife is still waiting for me at home, so I can only apologize." Yarman muttered as he arrived at a camp of a newbie Reincarnator Alliance.

Seeing the Reincarnator standing in front of him, grinning and wanting to kill him, Yarman ignored him. The space behind him distorted, and thick black tentacles surged out from behind him, heading towards the camp in front of him.

"What are you... what is this thing?!"

With a cry of alarm from the reincarnator, all the reincarnators in the camp rushed out. Seeing Yarman standing outside the door, they didn't hesitate and drew their weapons, charging towards him.

"As expected of a Reincarnator chosen by the Lord of Reincarnation, this combat awareness is indeed impressive." Yarman praised the Reincarnator who rushed forward with a smile. Then, he controlled the tentacles behind him to grab all the Reincarnators who rushed forward, and then tore them all to pieces without hesitation.

After doing all this, he slowly looked at his watch. Seeing the increased points on it, he nodded in satisfaction, turned around, and left the camp, heading towards the next camp.

On his way there, he encountered many reincarnators, including newbies, those who had been stuck with experience points, and monsters. He treated all of them equally, tearing them to shreds with his tentacles.

He wasn't going to play magic with these people anymore; that would be too time-consuming. He would just release his tentacles, tear them apart on sight, and turn them all into his experience points, leaving none behind!

Chapter 251: Becoming a Sponsor of the Reincarnation Space?

"Who...who are you?!" A reincarnator, his face flushed, gripped the black tentacles binding his neck tightly, his eyes wide, and he hoarsely asked Yarman, "Who...from which era are you...an old monster...why...are you so strong!"

Hearing his words, Yarman slowly shook his head and said calmly, "I'm just a newbie."

"impossible……"

Watching the reincarnator slowly suffocate to death, Yarman gently put him down, retracted the tentacles he had released, and looked at his face full of anger and confusion, he said softly, "Although you don't believe me, I am indeed a newbie. The only difference is that you were sent here, while I came on my own."

He opened his watch and checked his points. He had just enough to redeem the opportunity to become a lone wolf. He looked around and said to the sky, "You onlookers, you have three minutes. Leave now. I have enough points and don't want to go on a killing spree anymore."

At his words, all the reincarnators hiding nearby fled into the distance, using all sorts of desperate escape methods, all for one purpose: to escape this place.

These past few days they have witnessed all of Yarman's actions and are well aware of his overwhelming strength. Neither the sword energy of a martial artist, nor the spells of a mage, nor mental attacks and curses have been effective. Even the orbital bombardment they considered a divine punishment could not kill him.

Or rather, even the most powerful orbital bombardment didn't harm him in the slightest. The only damage it caused him was probably that the hem of his fine custom-made suit was scorched.

Of course, after the orbital bombardment, he did not stop. Amidst the shocked and desperate gazes of the crowd, he swiftly dealt with the Reincarnator camp and then turned and left gracefully.

Watching the fleeing crowd, Yarman touched his face and said with some doubt, "Am I that scary? I only killed a few reincarnators, is it really that big of a deal? Besides, how many did I kill? Which of you reincarnators who made it here hasn't killed as many as I have?"

Shaking his head helplessly, he gently clicked the exchange button. A huge time portal appeared in front of him, and the wristwatch underwent some mysterious changes. Its simple and unadorned appearance was adorned with many strange patterns, the exchange list was expanded, and it even had its own storage space.

Looking at the portal before him, Yarman smiled and stepped inside. "This VIP membership was definitely worth it. It gave me so many new privileges all at once, and the purchase requirements were so simple. Not bad at all!"

Stepping through the portal, Yarman stood leisurely before the exit, looking at the surroundings. The main color scheme was an unexpected creamy white with crimson gold, which truly surprised him. He wouldn't be surprised if this color scheme appeared in Laterano, but in this place where countless people die every day...

It's strange in a way, but it makes some sense. After all, it's all about sending people to their deaths, isn't it?

He slowly descended the wide steps and continued forward. The gate to the outside world was not far away. The exit portal was located inside a huge palace, which he didn't quite understand.

"Is he trying to boast about these reincarnators who were desperately pulled out?" Yarman continued walking forward, slowly reaching the gate. Just as he was about to push the gate open, it opened automatically.

"Phew~~~".

A gentle breeze wafted in from outside, carrying with it a rich floral fragrance. Yarman stood at the gate, the scene before him only adding to his confusion. A palace was one thing, but to build it on a mountain, with such beautiful scenery and a sacred atmosphere, was just too bizarre.

"grown ups."

"Hmm? Is there something you need?" Yarman asked, looking at the armored man who had suddenly appeared beside him.

The man bowed to him and said respectfully, "My master wishes to meet him."

"now?"

"Anytime is fine, whenever you're available."

"Let's do it now then." Yarman nodded casually, looking at the man who had adopted such a humble posture. Since the other party had already gone this far, he couldn't afford to embarrass him any further.

"Please follow me, sir." The man bowed again and then opened a portal.

Yarman slowly walked into the spatial portal and instantly arrived at a palace in the same style as the previous palace. Apart from various supporting pillars, there was nothing in the palace, not even a single decoration.

Walking to the center of the palace, Yarman looked at the high dome above his head and said, "Finally, I see some decorations. I didn't expect them to put so many statues on the dome, so high up. Who are they for?"

“This is not for people to see, sir, but for visitors to admire.”

Hearing the gentle voice that suddenly came from the side, Yarman turned his head and saw a man wearing a black suit, white shirt, black top hat and monocle standing not far away.

Sensing Yarman's gaze, he bowed slightly to Yarman and said with a smile, "It's a pleasure to have you here, sir from the world of Terra. Did you have a good trip?"

"I'm happy, but aren't you angry that I killed so many reincarnators?" Yarman looked at the man, casually with his hands behind his back, and asked him with a mocking tone.

The man maintained his smile and said respectfully, "It is their honor to be killed by you, sir."

Looking at the man in front of him, Yarman suddenly lost interest. He said boredly, "How boring. I thought I was hiding well. Tell me, who are you, and why did you lead me here?"

“Your location spell is indeed powerful, but you were too hasty and the interval between summoning the information was too short, which is why I discovered the flaw.” The man smiled and straightened up, saying gently, “As for why I invited you here, it is naturally to have a heart-to-heart talk with you.”

"As for who I am, you may call me Reincarnation."

"Hold each other's breath? There are no chairs here."

Upon hearing this, Samsara waved his hand gently, and two chairs appeared in the spot. He sat down first, then gestured for Yarman to sit down, saying, "Now we have them, sir."

Walking to the chair and sitting down slowly, Yarman's gaze slowly moved to the knees of the two people. With the precise calculation of Reincarnation, the two people sat on the chair with their knees touching, not a bit more or less.