Bored Gamer In Other Worlds Chapter 371
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"Thank you for your love, Master Clark!" A middle aged man kowtowed in place.
"Thank you for your love, Master Clark!"
"Thank you for your love, Master Clark!"
"Thank you for your love, Master Clark!"
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Then the middle aged man was joined by thousands of people in attendance. There was a mixture of families in this sea of souls.
The Han, Shi, Xu, and the Qin Family highlighted the event. Of course they were not alone since the neighboring clans also gave their farewells to our bored gamer and company.
As far as the eyes can see, the masses were kneeling in respect towards our very own protagonist.
"You will do just fine, Han Ma. With an Elder like you in the Han Clan, I will be rest assured that the prosperity of your bloodline will be hard to extinguish."
Clark replied to the middle aged man. This was of course none other than Han Man who had successfully entered the 1st Stage of Innate Realm.
From and old ugly man he became young again! His overall lifespan has increased to two hundred years given his current cultivation base.
"Goodbye for now. I am certain that everyone shall see me again soon enough." These were our bored gamer's last words before he boarded the single most expensive carriage nearby.
In his wake, there were 4 women left to utter their final words to their loved ones.
"Han Ma, Clark has given me a magical puppet. I shall use this artifact from now on. This will be my eyes and body in the clan." Han Bei instructed the most respected elder in the family.
"I shall heed your words, Lady Han Bei!" Han Ma bowed in understanding.
"Father... i..." Shi Ling said next and the rest followed thereafter. When they were gone, there were 4 beautiful maidens standing over the crowd.
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They shared the same likeness and image of the 4 women who had just left.
If the thousands of people in here did not know any better then they would have no doubt consider these puppets as real humans amongst them.
Alas, Clark did not want to hide such an important truth in the eyes of Aurora.
This was his favor to his harem of women and so everyone should know how much care he has for his wives and their families.
Should anyone dare move them, at least our bored gamer has done what he could to remind them of this fact.
Clark would then have no guilt whatsoever in sending the offenders to hell as consequences of their actions.
"The harvest has been good in this city." Clark whispered when he looked in the sky. There were probably about one hundred flying boats in them.
This was a means of transport in this world especially in long distances and taking in millions of passengers inside.
"Where do you think they would take us, Clark?"
"Do we go directly into the Central Continent?" Shi Ling queried on the side. The carriage was slow due to traffic and the pure mass of exodus on the streets.
It did not need telling that this would be a historical event since it was the day when millions of cultivators from Aurora City would venture into the unknown.
A journey to the Sacred Grounds of the Gods!
"I don't believe that they will move that fast, Shi Ling."
"With a campaign this huge, I think that we shall have many stops before we actually begin the trip." Clark replied and lent his guesses down the table.
Of course he kept the most nagging assumptions of all. That there was more to this trick that what meets the eye.
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Almost 2 hours down the road and the party finally arrived in the City Lord's mansion. Ten long lines were seen in an orderly manner in order to board unto the big flying boats.
And at the end of the line, various tamed magical beasts were used to carry the cultivators up into the sky.
The orchestrator behind this whole plan has thoroughly thought every little detail into getting what he or she wanted in the end.
"A group of capable boys and girls." Our bored gamer could not help but give praise towards the busy people of the Dark Dragon Sect.
Their origin was very obvious with how every person in the lead had dragon like printings of their robes.
"Good morning, Senior!"
"Well met, Senior Clark!"
"Please go first, Senior!" Greetings flowed and same as the last time our avid gamer was here, there was open bias unto people of wealth and power as always.
"Allow me to be impolite." Clark smiled and did not reject the kind intentions of the people. A full minute later and the party of our bored gamer could be seen advancing into front.
They were legion at this time. One should know that many people from the Han, Shi, Xu, and Qin Clans had also joined this Heavenly Expedition.
It was only natural for them to become the tails of our good gamer and company of sexy women.
"Are you the one who killed our brother Du Feng?" A man asked with immense hate in his eyes. It was quite funny to see though that this man only had a cultivation of a Martial Realm junior.
This man belonged to the ones in charge of the flying boats overhead.
"Indeed, it is i." Clark smiled at the man and said no more. He ignored the disrespect in the man's demeanor since he was feeling extremely generous today.
This was after all a day of celebration and not one of blood and slaughter. Nobody said that Clark could not become benevolent if he wanted to do so in the first place.
"You shall pay for what you did soon enough!" The man vowed and waved his hands to let our bored gamer pass.
"If someone comes then i will gladly answer his visit in kind." Our bored gamer replied and walked off into the awaiting back of the magical beast nearby.
The monster was a mixture of an eagle and lion with no less than 20 feet in size.
About 50 people crouched on the monster's back before it launched into the air at unbelievable speed. All around, the same thing was happening time and time again.
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