Chapter 1457: Speculation

“The numbers don’t seem quite right…”

After a brief mental calculation, Wen Yu immediately noticed that the number of space rings inside the box was significantly more than the insider claimed would be “enough for ten million members of the Demon Tribe for ten years,” until Guer’s excited voice arrived.

“Uncle! Uncle! There’s other stuff!”

Wen Yu immediately turned his head to look at Guer, only to see Guer holding a space ring with a face full of joy.

“Take a look.”

After saying that, Guer handed the space ring to Wen Yu. With a brief scan, Wen Yu discovered that inside the space ring was a large quantity of third-level magic crystals.

“This is…”

Wen Yu feigned confusion, but he already had a guess in his mind.

“It’s for helping us raise our power, Uncle. With these magic crystals, we can reach Level 4… no… there are Level 4 magic crystals too, and Level 5 as well!”

While explaining to Wen Yu, Guer checked the space rings continuously like a hamster until hundreds of space rings were laid out beside him, holding one with a silly grin on his face.

“Even Level 8 ones are here…”

Looking at Guer’s elated face, Wen Yu followed with a feigned smile.

The Demon Realm’s Gate in District Three only allows Third-level Demon Tribe members, but after arriving at the tiered battleground, there’s no mechanism in place to stop them from advancing to higher levels here.

Originally, this wasn’t a major issue—it was simply too difficult to level up.

But when an insider actively provides resources for the Demon Tribe to advance, the situation becomes a bit more complicated…

However, it’s still not a significant issue.

Even with hundreds of thousands or millions of newly advanced Level 8 Demon Tribe members, they probably couldn’t even defeat the Void Battle Fleet.

After brief contemplation, Wen Yu set aside this minor concern and picked up another space ring. However, seeing the items within, Wen Yu suddenly frowned.

“Take a look at this.”

Wen Yu said this while handing the space ring to Little Guer.

Inside, an array of unknown medicinal potions filled the large space ring to the brim.

“This is…”

Guer was initially puzzled, then upon seeing the note left inside the space ring, he smiled again.

“These are potions to catalyze the Balu Monster’s main body. Hehehe, they’ve thought it through quite well.”

Guer had a blissful expression, as if he’d eaten a delicious candy, while Wen Yu smiled but felt another suspicion rising from deep within.

Perhaps he had misjudged the “insider’s” intentions.

…

The two remained here inventorying the resources left by the insider until they finished taking stock, which was already the next evening.

The resources mentioned by the insider to “sustain ten million Demon Fiends for over ten years” were indeed accurate; he even provided more than plenty. However, the magic crystals were somewhat scarce, leaving just enough for 100,000 members of the Demon Tribe to advance to Level 8. As for the items to catalyze the Balu Monster’s main body, the “insider” left Guer an ample amount.

This amount was already sufficient for Little Guer to completely mature the Balu Monster.

After receiving the logistical support, Little Guer and Wen Yu enjoyed a well-deserved meal. Then, Guer lay back on the ground, contentedly patting his belly, seemingly filled with bright hopes for the future.

As for Wen Yu, he continued to organize the known information and, after a moment, asked casually.

“By the way, Guer, you mentioned before that you’re the last remaining member of the Balu Tribe, right?”

“Yes.”

Little Guer contentedly snorted.

“Mind telling me more about the Balu Monster?”

“Sure, Number Three Uncle, what do you want to hear?”

“Start from the origin of the Balu Monster…”

“Oh, like that…”

Under the night sky, one large and one small Demon Fiend lay in the moonlight. Little Guer spoke with excitement, and Wen Yu listened with great interest.

Until dawn, when the communicator in Little Guer’s hand suddenly rang.

Inside came Ray’s voice.

“We’re back.”

…

The hundred-meter-long Void Battleship floated at the northeast corner of the mainland bloc. By the time Wen Yu and Little Guer arrived, the ship’s door was already open, and various Third-level Demon Fiends were filing out in a steady stream, their expressions full of fear. Only upon seeing Wen Yu and Guer standing aside did they calm down somewhat.

Until about 200 members of the Demon Tribe exited the ship did Ray finally appear, casually closing the door and smiling apologetically at Guer.

“Two hundred is the limit; more than that could lead to risk.”

Transporting two hundred at a time, taking a day at a time, was a meticulous job.

But the progress from zero to one was enough to make Guer jump for joy.

He looked at the ragged, panic-stricken Demon Fiends and gestured for Wen Yu to hold him up, then gave a speech from his “high perch.”

But Guer’s “charisma” clearly wasn’t as high as he imagined, and finally, it was Wen Yu who, through reason and emotion, convinced these Demon Tribe members to obediently stay.

After the handover was complete, Ray didn’t even pause before returning to the transport ship to prepare for the next round of smuggling, while Wen Yu took responsibility for everything, starting to distribute food and arrange accommodations for these Demon Tribe members.

The next day, the project named the Rebel Army’s First Base Point officially commenced.

Although most of the Demon Tribe Ray brought over were Soot Skin Demon Fiends, even Third-level Soot Skin Demon Fiends were strong enough. In no time, the entire District Three’s Mainland Bloc Number 01864 was bustling with construction activity.

With Ray’s continuous comings and goings, more and more Demon Tribe members arrived at Mainland Bloc Number 01864 in District Three, and the construction progress continued to soar. About a month later, the Rebel Army’s First Base Point underground construction project was initially completed.

And in the afternoon of the following day, Wen Yu once again approached Guer.

…

“Number Three Uncle!”

In a month’s time, although Little Guer didn’t grow much taller, his power indeed underwent a transformation—from Peak Level 3 to Peak Level 8.

Under the “insider’s” material support, it was simply a process of absorption—becoming stronger.

And as the Demon Tribe Wen Yu most depended on, Number Three Uncle naturally also enjoyed the benefits of rapid power growth.

But this time, Wen Yu seeking out Guer wasn’t about matters of “power.”

“The underground space is complete; I think we already have the conditions to awaken the Balu Monster’s main body. So, what do you plan to do?”

Although Wen Yu used a question, his guiding intentions were unmistakably clear, and Guer, without even thinking, agreed with Wen Yu’s viewpoint.

“I think it’s time to add a trump card for ourselves.”

With all preparations in place regarding the task of awakening the Balu Monster’s main body seed, Guer also felt that the sooner the better.