Chapter 332

Chapter 332: Chapter 329: "You’ve Got the Hang of This Game

After five hours, Su Ming’an had roughly figured out how to play the game.

The progress of the game mainly involved bombarding him with temporary missions: one moment the Blue army was in chaos, the next the Red army suffered disasters and lost members. In any case, whatever happened, he had to send at least one soldier to handle it.

Jin Qiangwei’s abilities were extremely strong. Whether it was diplomatic rhetoric missions or military command missions, as long as she was sent, they were generally "great successes," and the battle resources were securely acquired.

On the other hand, Devotee was particularly absorbed in recruiting new soldiers. Over these five hours, Su Ming’an consistently sent him, and he had managed to persuade twenty-three soldiers solely by himself.

Now, Su Ming’an had a total of twenty-five soldiers.

...But the situation did not look very optimistic.

The main reason was that, aside from Jin Qiangwei and the Devotee, the abilities of the other twenty-three soldiers were woefully inadequate.

Apart from "Moonlight Watcher," who could fight decently and undertake some combat-related temporary missions, the other soldiers messed up one after another, with not a single one effectively completing their tasks.

Since the omnipotent Jin Qiangwei could only undertake one mission at a time and the Devotee was busy recruiting soldiers, Su Ming’an had to entrust those other dozen or so sprung-up temporary missions to these incompetent soldiers, resulting in a continuous stream of bad news:

And yet, he had no choice but to send these incompetent soldiers on temporary missions, otherwise, the missions would keep piling up, and the battle situation would continue to tilt.

So far, after five hours, aside from the 180 resource points brought by Jin Qiangwei, he had no new income.

Even sometimes, there were major disasters that even Jin Qiangwei couldn’t handle, leading to a sharp reduction in army members on both sides, and his resource points were even being deducted.

Watching these soldiers, he even wanted to go down to the sand table himself, replacing these people in handling matters.

This bunch was not only useless, but their selling price was also outrageously cheap, costing 20 points each, selling them was hardly beneficial, but if no one completed the temporary missions, it would be the end.

Now, the sand table had already expanded significantly. Besides the plains where the armies were located, residential areas and cities had appeared in the rear of both sides, with occasional tasks like firefighting and brick moving in the cities. Only for these tasks, these incompetent soldiers could be somewhat useful.

Su Ming’an watched over twenty task countdowns on the sand table, waiting for this group of soldiers to complete their missions and return.

In the top right corner, viewers familiar with this type of idle game were offering him advice:

Su Ming’an took a deep breath.

Without resource points, he couldn’t expand Demon King City, and without the Demon King City, the final level Brave would easily defeat him.

Not to mention the pressing goal of 1500 resource points.

Although he had roughly guessed the meaning of the game...

"Ding-dong!"

A notification sound rang out.

"Don’t exit," Su Ming’an said.

Going back now would definitely be a wasted effort; Sevya was definitely blocking his crystal.

A system screen popped up.

Soon after, Su Ming’an saw a new "Heir" panel appearing before him.

He knew that the game situation couldn’t just stall like this; this must be the breakthrough point the system was giving him.

Even if it cost a thousand resource points, he wanted to give it a try, and if it wasn’t satisfactory, he could roll back.

He chose to train, and his resource points, just reached 1000, were instantly depleted.

An enthusiastic system voice followed:

Su Ming’an stared at this panel, thinking for a moment.

"I choose the Heir issued to me by the system," he said.

He wanted to see first what kind of Heir the system would give him.

Shortly after, a beam of white light appeared before him.

A puppet different from the others, emitting a layer of gold light, appeared before him.

The name "Scoundrel of Heaven" floated above the puppet’s head.

...Well.

Su Ming’an stared at his own Heir.

The name "Scoundrel of Heaven"... wasn’t very pleasant to hear.

The twenty-five soldiers he originally had, even those subpar ones, each had an appealing name like "Dawn Watcher," "Banner of Light," "Dark Night Slayer."

When it came to his most important heir, there was only "The Despicable," which sounded like an insult.

The puppet of the Despicable from Heaven stood in front of him, looking somewhat dazed.

He opened the Despicable’s panel to check its attributes.

[Name: The Despicable from Heaven

Personality: Shrewd, Calm

Skilled in: Omnipotence

Selling Price: 3000 points]

points!

This selling price of 3000 points stunned Su Ming’an.

Selling this guy would solve all the current crises.

Whether it was recruiting reliable new soldiers, expanding the Demon King City, or keeping 1500 points to face tomorrow morning’s crisis...

But soon, Su Ming’an calmed down.

The heir definitely couldn’t be sold casually. Given the nature of the game instance, this price was surely meant to tempt him.

Right then, three temporary tasks popped up on the sand table. He sent the Despicable from Heaven on these missions, and after waiting half an hour, the Despicable returned with results.

Su Ming’an noticed that the area on the sand table had expanded again.

Beyond the plains battlefield and the city to the rear, additional lands appeared on the outer edges, seemingly extra Resource Points available for trade.

He sent the Despicable from Heaven and two other soldiers out again, and gradually began to control the battle situation.

Though the Despicable had an off-putting name, its ability was exceptionally strong. It not only perfectly completed multiple temporary tasks but also seemed to have a group motivational effect. Each time he sent the Despicable from Heaven out, the other soldiers completing tasks would immediately become effective, no longer displaying any subpar behavior.

In less than three hours, Su Ming’an’s Resource Points returned to one thousand. The attributes of the other soldiers seemed to have improved significantly as well.

...It turned out that these subpar fellows were capable of growth after all, and he was fortunate he hadn’t sold them initially.

Among them, Su Ming’an noted, three soldiers developed by the Despicable from Heaven were exceptionally strong.

"Silent Knight" and "Frost Ruler" were very good at fighting. Whenever the battle situation tilted, sending them out always brought good outcomes.

However, these two soldiers seemed incompatible; they could not be sent to the same area, or else the troops there would start fighting each other.

"Silent Knight" was better at stabilizing the battle situation, while "Frost Ruler" was very good at persuading new soldiers, even quicker than the diligent "Black Devotee." In a short while, he had recruited over a hundred new soldiers. Although their abilities were generally not good, they were growth-oriented, so he used the system of mass allocation to send this group of soldiers to the battlefield.

Besides, the Despicable from Heaven also developed a soldier named "Holy Radiance," who was especially suited to tasks involving engraving inscriptions and diplomacy. Thus, Su Ming’an kept him nearby to replace himself in copying others’ work.

The situation gradually stabilized, and the Resource Points steadily increased.

By around 7:30 am, Su Ming’an had already obtained 2600 Resource Points.

His subordinates were finally not just Jin Qiangwei, a powerful soldier, anymore.

The vile ones from Heaven, not much to say about them, even the strongest heir was not comparable to Jin Qiangwei.

The Silent Knight, skilled in stabilizing the situation.

The Ice Frost Ruler and the Black Devotee, both good at persuading new soldiers.

The Divine Radiance, adept in copying others’ work.

With these five as the basic framework, he ruled over more than one hundred and sixty soldiers. The abilities of these soldiers were also steadily increasing.

Although, as time passed, some soldiers died due to various accidents, as long as these five generals remained alive, he was very secure.

Now, the main problem was the lack of combat-oriented talents; so many soldiers seemed more like disruptors on the battlefield, none capable of confronting the Brave ones head on.

However, overall, the situation was stable, making the game relatively simple.

Keeping 1500 Resource Points, Su Ming’an spent 1000 Resource Points to expand the Demon King City.

He saw the red earth beneath his feet beginning to expand outward, the surrounding air walls widen, further increasing the area he could move in.

At the same time, a golden halo extended from the church behind him, enveloping the surroundings of the Demon King City, seeming like a protective shield.

On both sides of the church, one on each side, a pair of soldiers appeared in armor, holding iron spears, tall and muscular, their armors slick, looking majestic.

...Finally, not just puppets anymore.

Su Ming’an guessed that the puppets were the delegated type of talents he could send into the sandbox, not for his own protection, and these two guards capable of action in the Demon King City would probably be the direct military force to block the Brave ones when the time came.

He continued assigning sandbox soldiers. Now, his number of soldiers exceeded the amount required for temporary missions; for those who could not get missions, he sent them overseas or placed them in cities to recruit more soldiers.

As he waited, time gradually approached eight o’clock.

A flash of white light.

Vision restored.

Su Ming’an opened his eyes and saw that he was indeed still on that big bed.

But something was different...

He stared at the iron bars in front of him.

The big bed seemed to have been directly moved into a prison; he stood up from the bed and looked outside.

This appeared to be a solitary prison cell, confining him alone, with a locked secret door at the entrance, the whole interior pitch-black.

...Where did Sevya go?

He had already meticulously prepared 1500 Resource Points for her, just waiting to have a chat with her.

Su Ming’an surveyed his surroundings, confirming there were no movements.

Just as he was about to teleport out, he heard a "click" from the door, and the tightly closed secret door suddenly opened.

A girl with peach-pink twin tails and wearing a red tight-fitting combat suit pushed through the door, and when she saw Su Ming’an, her expression faltered slightly.

Su Ming’an immediately activated Spatial Displacement, reaching her side in an instant, his finger pressing against her throat.

"Don’t... It’s me." the girl spoke out.