Lear walked out of the black market, and as he left the Ninth District, the intelligence system in his mind suddenly stirred.
[You have completed the 6-star intelligence mission—acquired the crucial item—Swamp Divine Format]
[Triggering three additional pieces of related intelligence, Note: Each time 4-star or higher intelligence is completed, additional related intelligence can be triggered]
[1. Dripping blood on the crystal ball can allow the Divine Format to fully integrate into the soul. Note: You will fall asleep for 10 hours during the integration process, so please be cautious about your safety.]
[2. Tomorrow morning, Pioneer Lord territories will be allocated; you can choose the Mire Swamp as your territory. Inside, a portion of the Authority of the Swamp is hidden. Controlling this authority can greatly enhance the power of the Divine Format.]
[3. Slave Market, District 2, Store 13, Dragon Fang Trading Company, will sell two squadrons of Wetland Lizard-men tomorrow afternoon, rated as Level 6 Initial Tier Knights. Wetland Lizard-men are inherently brutal, and the slave traders can no longer tolerate them and urgently need to offload them. They can be bought at prices far below market value. After purchasing these slaves, you can use the Swamp Divine Format to fully subdue these swamp life forms as the initial army for your pioneering territory.]
Lear was pleasantly surprised as he looked at the updates in his mind.
Completing intelligence of 4-stars or higher can trigger additional intelligence?
This is incredible!
He looked carefully.
The first piece of intelligence is about controlling authority.
After mastering the Divine Format, you will sleep for 10 hours. This key information steadied his heart.
He had made extra preparations, but with accurate information now, he didn't need to be so nervous.
The second point, choosing Mire Swamp as a territory... it also hides a portion of the Authority of the Swamp!
His heart was stirred.
This intelligence is worth at least five stars!
The Divine Format is a vessel for Divine Power, while authority is the concrete manifestation of Divine Power.
Obtaining the Divine Format is like getting a container with nothing inside, authority is the water that fills the container.
Having only the Divine Format but no authority, you cannot wield Divine Power.
Having only authority but no Divine Format, you cannot control authority.
Both are indispensable.
Tomorrow, the territory selection will be conducted by many Pioneer Lords together, and he must not let others seize it first.
Mire Swamp..... He was determined to get it.
In his excitement, he looked at the last piece of intelligence—
There are Level 6 Wetland Lizard-man slaves in the slave market. They will be sold at a price far below market value, and the Divine Format can be used to thoroughly subdue these life forms.
This intelligence might not be as valuable as the Authority of the Swamp, but it's still quite significant.
Currently, he only had a few dozen gold coins in hand.
Becoming a Pioneer Lord, the Empire would support some resources, but fundamentally, he must prepare himself.
Moreover, the exploration resources could be embezzled by the allocation officials at any time...
Right now, he couldn't even assemble the most basic exploration team.
Two squadrons, that's 200 men, and they are Level 6 Initial Tier Knights!
This power might be nothing to the massive Lorand City, but for an ordinary Pioneer Lord, it's already quite impressive.
Level 6 Initial Tier Knights usually sell for at least a hundred gold coins each.
This news gave him hope of acquiring them outright.
If not, then he could look for a loan... ahem... ask Firina for a bit more.
They were quite familiar with each other, borrowing shouldn't be too difficult... right?
The additional triggered intelligence didn't label their value, but they were all critical.
"To the Central Square, Rose House."
The coachman, upon hearing the name, immediately became respectful.
"Sir, please."
Rose House is Lorand City's top-notch inn, catering to various nobles.
The most basic room alone costs 1 gold coin per day.
It's said that the high-class suites require 10 gold coins per day.
10 gold coins!
He worked hard for a year and could barely earn 6 gold coins.
Even if he saved every penny and worked tirelessly for a year, he couldn't afford a single night there...
Half an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of a spacious, elegant building.
The stained glass windows glistened with vibrant colors, and the intricate carvings on the walls clearly bore the mark of a master's work.
Pure white angel statues stood on both sides of the entrance, exuding a faint holy majesty. The sect's priests had enchanted them with magic, able to identify evil beings like demons and vampires.
The expansive lawn was dotted with blooming rose bushes, full of vitality.
Uniformed staff welcomed and sent off guests with utmost respect, all of which spoke of its luxury.
Lear got off the carriage and calmly entered with the doorman's greeting, passing through the luxurious and spacious lobby.
He stepped onto the dwarf-built elevator, slowly ascending to the 10th floor. He instructed the corridor staff to ensure his rest would not be disturbed, and after hanging the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door, he entered the room.
He locked the door securely and drew the curtains.
Taking off his cloak, Lear finally breathed easily.
After selling the Magma Fruit Tree Seedlings and Blue Crystal Grass, he had come to reside at Rose House.
This highest-grade hotel in Lorand City is owned by Firina, the Northern Territory's flower, and just about a kilometer away from the Duke's Mansion.
The security in this area is over ten times stronger than other regions.
Rose House is undoubtedly one of the safest areas in Lorand City.
The Ninth District was too chaotic before, and there was no choice, but now, with an unlimited future ahead, keeping himself in an uncertain and harsh environment would just be foolishness.
He placed three items on the table.
Lear didn't pay attention to the other two, focusing his gaze on the crystal ball marred with stubborn stains.
His excitement gradually intensified.
He glanced again at the intelligence—
[This item is a fragment of the Swamp God's Divine Format. By dripping blood on the crystal, you can control this part of the Swamp Divine Format.]
[Dripping blood on the crystal ball allows the Divine Format to fully integrate into the soul; during the integration, you will sleep for 10 hours.]
He bit his finger, and amidst the sting, let the blood drip onto the crystal ball.
The blood fell onto the crystal ball.
It was as if a switch was flipped, and light erupted.
The dim room was as bright as day.
An extraordinary energy began to surge.
The energy didn't disperse, revolving around the crystal ball.
The blood seemed like a catalyst, guiding the energy to surge inwards.
Lear felt a surge of divine, majestic energy, vast as the cosmos, suddenly infusing into his body.
His soul was also cleansed.
The energy was too immense, reaching a certain limit, at which point he fell into a deep slumber.
The crystal ball, like an unceasing sun, continuously infused energy.
Divine, magnificent, untouchable...
It lasted for a full five hours before slowly calming down.
Finally, the crystal ball was completely extinguished, slipping from his hand and falling onto the bed.
There was no more energy flow in the room.
At this moment, unbeknownst to anyone, Lear's soul was undergoing an astounding transformation...