Landlord World - Start with SSS talent
Chapter 294 - 294: Noan and the System

🔔 [Previous summons were counted for the 10 days before the rules of the region were applied to you, Master.

After the rules of the Chaotic Zone found a loophole, it began to enforce its regulations to prevent excessive imbalance.

Therefore, if you want to summon soldiers, each summon will now cost 250 rank D energy crystals, and the number of soldiers will be reduced to 5 per summon.

Each day, Master has 2 summons, so the number of soldiers is 10, and the number of rank D energy crystals needed is 500.]

Seeing this notification, Noan let out a sigh. He had thought he could summon a large number of Skeletons as materials, but in the end, everything turned out differently than he planned.

"The rules of the Chaotic Zone, huh…" Noan muttered. "Could it be that it knows I'm a Fate Hunter, so it's targeting me?"

But as soon as this thought appeared, Noan shook his head, feeling that he was overthinking it.

Perhaps this was just the way things were meant to be.

After all, his existence had already disrupted the balance of the Zone—if he could summon too many Skeletons, then all of the System's events would become meaningless.

Even though Skeletons were weak monsters at the bottom of the food chain, the fact that they were all Skeletons of rank D – Perfect meant they were still quite strong.

"It seems… I need to find a way to change the type of monsters I summon, otherwise, I'll be spending too many resources while the monsters themselves aren't strong enough to optimize my combat power."

Noan recalled that he had once tried fusing construction blueprints to create a building with the property of summoning soldiers.

However, to create the most effective building, he would have to consume more and more high-rank energy crystals, especially rank S crystals. That way, the monsters he summoned would have many special traits.

Noan sighed. Right now, he didn't have any more rank S energy crystals left, so he would have to put up with this situation for a while longer.

🔔 [Do you want to fuse all 10 current Skeletons of rank D Perfect?]

"No need!" Noan said immediately.

He didn't want to keep fusing them, since after fusion, the power he gained wasn't significant enough.

He summoned these mainly to use as materials for evolving his Heroes.

At that moment, Noan remembered his rank A Machine-type Heroes, and felt cheerful inside.

"Summon Machine Heroes."

🔔 [World rules have now been applied to you. You cannot summon Machine-type Heroes of rank A. Please wait until this Zone merges with another Zone with compatible limits.]

Noan: "..."

He held his forehead and sighed, "Alright, at least I still have Vylyss and the power of the Void."

Noan tried to console himself.

Not wanting to look at the system anymore, he entered the 'Combat Simulation Room'. He wanted to see just how strong he had actually become.

The moment he stepped inside, he tried to create a monster he had once seen: the Evil God.

He didn't really know what the Evil God was, or if it even counted as an Evil God.

If it wasn't considered a monster, the Simulation Room's system wouldn't be able to generate it.

🔔 [The Evil God is a special entity and cannot be simulated.]

Noan sighed, feeling that this was only to be expected. He wasn't too disappointed.

"There are still too many restrictions in this place. If only I could generate simulations of lords or other legendary beings, that would be amazing."

He thought for a moment, then commanded, "Fine then… simulate Malrik."

Immediately, Malrik appeared before him.

Noan extended his hands, the Abyss Cube transformed into a sword in his grip, and then—

Whoosh!

At that instant, flames suddenly enveloped his body, causing him to flinch.

"What the hell?" Noan was startled, hastily channeling energy to resist the fire.

However, just a few seconds later, the flames devoured him, turning him into a green soul that drifted in the void.

"What the hell is going on?" Noan cursed inwardly, but it didn't end there.

Malrik opened a mysterious book, and Noan's soul was pulled into its pages, after which his consciousness fell into darkness.

A few seconds later, Noan jolted awake.

"Ha… ha… ha…" He gasped for breath, the feeling of terror and despair still clinging to his mind, making it hard for him to believe what just happened.

"That's… Malrik's power?" Noan glanced at Malrik, feeling both fear and unease.

After all, right now Malrik was still just a rank D Peak monster, while Noan himself was already rank D Perfect.

Even though Noan possessed two extremely unique sources of power—Void energy and the Blood Energy of the Immortal Clan—

In the end, he was still killed easily, without even having time to resist.

Noan glanced at Malrik, a sense of confusion swirling inside him. Why was there such a huge gap between them?

He couldn't believe it. Deciding to try again, the outcome, however, did not change.

Noan was incinerated by the Hellfire, his soul locked inside the book.

"Damn it! One more time!"

As soon as the battle began, Noan immediately unleashed his most confident skill.

"Voidlight Execution!"

A beam of light appeared, firing straight at Malrik.

Whoong!

A bell-like sound rang out, echoing and stretching on.

The surrounding space rippled like water, waves of spatial force radiating out from the slash of light.

"Success!" Noan exclaimed in delight.

But to his surprise, Malrik's body, after being split in two, simply began to burn, transforming into blue-green flames before vanishing.

"What the hell?" Noan gasped, a sense of unease welling up inside him.

At that moment, a flame erupted, encircling his own body. Malrik's skull floated in midair, the twin flames in his eye sockets flickering as if in anger.

And then… the outcome was the same as before.

A few seconds later, Noan resurrected, lying on the ground, questioning life itself.

He glanced over at Malrik, frowning in thought: "Just how strong is Malrik, really?"

That was the only question running through his mind at the moment.

Noan was certain Malrik hadn't even used his full strength.

It was terrifying.

Just a small portion of Malrik's power was enough to defeat him. If Malrik went all out, just how powerful would he be?

Though a hint of jealousy flickered in his heart, Noan also felt lucky that Malrik was his subordinate.

If Malrik were his enemy—with Malrik's knowledge and power—the one to lose would undoubtedly be Noan.

Noan let out a long sigh and kept training. Even if he couldn't defeat Malrik, he still wanted to keep fighting.

After all, when he faced enemies as powerful as Malrik in the future, he'd need to find ways to survive.

…

"You really don't want to serve the Master?" At that moment, in the NPC dormitory, Austin sat on a chair, enjoying his meal and asked.

Alex was eating as well. He frowned and said, "I already told you, I'm only working for him temporarily. When I'm strong enough, I'll leave this place."

"Ah!" Austin stopped asking, a mocking smile flickering across his face.

"Hey! What's that smile supposed to mean?" Alex snapped angrily.

Austin just shrugged, lifting the arm that had once been severed—now transformed into a terrifying weapon—and waved it in front of Alex. "Nothing. Just found it a little funny, that's all."

"Huh! Just because you couldn't beat him doesn't mean I can't," Alex gritted his teeth. "Give me some time and I'll get even stronger, surpass him, and make him kneel before me."

Austin just nodded indifferently and kept eating.

"You… you…" Alex's face twisted with anger, his eyes full of fury. "Bastard! Keep laughing, but soon I'll easily defeat you—unlike last time."

"Huh!" Austin snorted disdainfully, curling his lips into a mocking smile. "Do your best. I hope you really can beat me someday, or else life is just too boring, hahahaha…"

At another table, Caleb was eating breakfast too, glancing toward Austin and Alex with a trace of jealousy and irritation in his eyes.

But he understood—if he didn't prove himself useful, the Master definitely wouldn't grant him the strange power that Austin possessed.

In the end, he could only sigh, stand up, and leave.

He didn't want to stay there any longer; he wanted to finish the task the Master had given him as quickly as possible.

He wanted to become stronger, stronger still—so he could take his revenge.