Novel Boss
Chapter 112: Opaque reality [ 32 ]
Rowan stood in his room, staring at the message he had be waiting for since he transmigrated into this world. He had worked tirelessly, sacrificed his time, lost some of his people, and ev killed just to achieve this.
An intse emotion washed over Rowan's face as his eyes remained glued to the notification floating before him.
DING
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Your territory has evolved! Currt rank: F-rank!!
Productivity of all your followers has increased permantly by 50%
Productivity of your farmlands has increased permantly by 50%
Attack power of your soldiers has increased permantly by 50%
Your territory has be registered in the Codex of Territories; territories belonging to transmigrated lords.
Your territory has tered the NOVICE Ranking | Ranking for transmigrated lords under D-rank. There are weekly and monthly rewards for those in top ranks. You can access your position.
CONGRATULATIONS!
New criteria for E-rank will be revealed very soon.
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Rowan read the lgthy message, his face filled with emotion.
"This is it. All my hard work has finally paid off," he muttered to himself, a wide grin spreading across his face.
The effects of his territory's evolution were so much better than in the original game, which filled him with excitemt.
Also, the introduction of the Codex of Territories and the ranking system gave Rowan a new sse of responsibility and determination to achieve more.
Wasting no time, he commanded, "Op novice ranking," eager to view the list.
----[ NOVICE RANKING ]----
Total positions: 9,08
Your position: 9,08
Currt recurring rewards: NONE (Enter top ,000 to obtain your first recurring reward)
Do you want to view the top ? Cost: 0,000 evolution points
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Rowan observed the stats before him, his eyes widing slightly.
He was shocked by the large number of transmigrators on the list. If there were over nine thousand transmigrators with territories below D-rank, th there were definitely more than a hundred thousand or ev a million transmigrators under and above those ranks. The sheer thought made Rowan frown.
"Why are so many people being st into this world? Who is behind this, and what are they trying to achieve?" he couldn't help but ask himself.
"And people like D'Andre, who have other job classes, ar't ev considered lords! Which means there might be more than a million transmigrators in this world!" Rowan suddly realized.
Just thinking about his currt situation made his head ache, so he decided to take his mind off it for now. Wh he grew stronger and built his territory further, the mystery would definitely begin to reveal itself.
"Show me the top t list," he said, pushing aside the troubling thoughts.
DING [0,000 evolution points deducted, revealing list...]
----[ Top Novice Ranking ]----
- Jacking Paul | Dragonstone Dukedom | E-rank
- William Chuckwudi | Latec Dukedom | E-rank
3 - Ivan Dreski | Dreski Dukedom | E-rank
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- Jake Chuckwudi | Latec Dukedom III | E-rank
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Rowan checked the list; he wasn't surprised by the ranking of the territories. However, two territories caught his atttion—the ones belonging to Jake and William, who shared the same surname and territory name. He couldn't help but wonder about the relationship betwe those two.
On the other hand, he felt a bit disappointed that he couldn't see their skills to copy; these lords would definitely possess far better skills than him.
Rowan closed the window.
"I need to do everything possible to improve my territory and get into the top one thousand rankings to see what kind of rewards are up there. I'm certain they would be important assets to hance both my power and territory," he resolved, setting a new goal for himself.
Seeing the list of the top t filled him with new motivation to do more, fueling the competitive spirit within him that had died down a bit due to the lack of competition.
Now that one had arrived, he was ready to do everything to stay at the top!
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Winterseed II
About a week had passed since the monster attack and the arrival of the village hero, Dragun Winterseed.
In the days that followed, the village was filled with purpose. Soldiers trained from dawn till dusk, honing their skills with unwavering focus. They sparred in the op fields, their movemts sharp and disciplined. Farmers doubled their efforts, tding crops while also reinforcing defses. They knew the importance of being ready.
Childr watched the soldiers with wide eyes. Inspired, they gathered sticks and practiced mock battles. Laughter mixed with determination as they mimicked combat moves. Each swing held the promise of future guardianship. "One day, we'll protect everyone," they thought, gripping their makeshift swords.
Meanwhile, the wom kept the village running smoothly. They prepared meals, cared for the young and the elderly, and sured daily life continued without a hitch. Their hard work provided comfort and stability, allowing others to focus on defse.
In a secluded room filled with swirling smoke, Dragun stood before an unusual fireplace. An oddly shaped pot bubbled over the flames, emitting a soft glow. The air was thick with the sct of herbs and magic. He selected special plants with shimmering leaves and added them to the brew.
From a pouch at his side, he took out parts from the slain monsters: sharp fangs, gleaming claws, fragmts of dark horns. One by one, he dropped them into the boiling liquid. The mixture hissed and changed color with each addition, reacting with bursts of sparks.
"Just a bit more," Dragun thought, his eyes fixed on the pot.
The room vibrated with ergy; the air hummed. The liquid began to glow intsely, cycling through shades of red, blue, gre, yellow, and purple.
Suddly, five colored smoke rings rose from the pot, floating above him in a mesmerizing dance.
A satisfied smile appeared on Dragun's face as he observed the reaction. He had be trying to brew this potion for the past three days but always ded up with unsatisfactory results. Seeing the five-colored smoke floating in the room, which signified a successful mana-restoring potion, made him smile.
"Finally, I can refill my mana reserve!" he muttered with a smile.