After Kyle helped Alice teach a lesson to a few of the kids who cheated, he also went to the Gambling Association to take a look. As expected, the Night City Academy won the competition, and the odds dropped rapidly, falling below 1: 0.
Seeing this result, Kyle went to the aircraft station with satisfaction.
However, not long after Kyle left the Gambling Association, all the bets on the school competition were closed, and all the bets on the champion were marked as closed. All the bets were sent back the same way.
This change caused an uproar in the Gambling Association, and a group of gamblers were at a loss.
Kyle couldn't hear the heated discussion because he had already boarded the aircraft to Liberty City.
Tiny Dot knew that Kyle didn't have money on him, so they gave him a gold card. After all, flying on an aircraft cost a lot of money. Ordinary people would rather take the Rhett carriage, even if it took longer.
Kyle booked a luxurious single room. He needed a quiet environment to use the blood essence of the Ancient Barbarian God.
The aircraft set off with a full load. As the only flight station in the area that could reach Liberty City, there was never a shortage of guests.
"Captain, the reward for this mission is pretty good. We can enjoy it for a while."
"Well, let's see if I can use this opportunity to break through to Battle King."
There were all kinds of people on the aircraft. There were merchants, scholars, and adventurers.
Many people liked to expand their social circle while on the aircraft. Kyle didn't want to deal with these people, so he went straight to his room.
After entering the room, Kyle waved his hand and set up a magic circle of tranquility. He then sat cross-legged in the middle of the circle, holding the blood essence of the Ancient Barbarian God tightly in his hand.
According to the legendary necromancer's description, the Fruit of Resuscitation was used to build a body, and the blood essence of an eighth level magical beast could be used to create a perfect body.
However, Kyle had used the wrong material from the beginning. In order to fit the body created by the World Tree, he had to use the Fruit of Resuscitation to strengthen his skin and ensure that his body wouldn't collapse. Then, he had to use a higher level blood essence to complete the fusion of his bones and flesh.
The only thing that didn't change was the method. According to the notes of the legendary necromancer, Kyle began to build his perfect body step by step.
After the blood essence of the Ancient Barbarian God was completely absorbed, all that was left was to thread the needle. This process lasted for an entire day.
The Philosopher's Heart was coated with a layer of blood-red film. The heart was no longer filled with green energy, but surging blood essence.
Next, all Kyle had to do was wait. He had to wait for the essence blood to circulate around his body.
…
What Kyle didn't know was that he had been targeted the moment he stepped on the aircraft. There were only two luxurious single rooms in the entire aircraft, and they were expensive. Those who could stay in them were either rich or respectable.
Simon had been observing Kyle the whole time. No matter how he looked at him, Kyle was just an ordinary person. He couldn't sense any residual Battle Aura, and the magic detection device didn't detect any magic waves on Kyle.
On the first day, Simon squatted outside Kyle's door and listened carefully. There was no sound coming from inside, as if the room was empty.
. On the second day, Simon couldn't help but cover his face. He took out a lockpick and opened Kyle's door. At this time, Kyle was still waiting for the blood essence to circulate. He felt that someone had broken into his room.
Simon was stunned when he saw Kyle sitting upright. Just as he was about to leave, he found that Kyle wasn't moving. So, he mustered up his courage and approached Kyle.
Kyle couldn't move. He had to keep his breathing steady. Any movement could make him fail.
"Tranquility Magic Circle?
Magic Scroll?
Looks like you're a rich young master. "
Simon smiled and reached out to Kyle. After searching him for a while, he found a gold card.
"Fifty thousand!
I'm rich!
I wonder how much is left. "Simon put away the gold card and searched for a while.
Kyle didn't expect that he would encounter a thief on the aircraft. He had no choice but to let Simon search his body.
"Is this guy so poor that he only has money?"
Simon took the gold card and left the room, leaving Kyle alone in the room.
After a few more hours, Kyle finally finished mending his body. After getting up, he couldn't help but stretch. In a sense, Kyle's body structure was no different from a normal person's, except that it was more … advanced.
Kyle opened the door, took a breath of fresh air, and then walked to the deck.
"Sir!"
"Hmm?"
Kyle was stunned. He turned around and saw a young man in a white robe holding a book.
"Do I know you?"
The man hesitated and then said, "I'm Hughes Mullan, a scholar."
Kyle nodded. Hughes was the first scholar he met. It was said that these learned people had the ability to see the future.
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
Hughes went forward and asked softly, "See if you've lost something."
"Oh?
You know that person?
He stole my gold card. I'm going to look for him now. "
Hearing Kyle's words, Hughes was stunned. "You know he stole your gold card?"
"Of course, I'm not blind. It's just that I was … meditating. I didn't have time to deal with him."
Kyle's words impacted Hughes's outlook on life. What kind of person could meditate on their own with a thief in their room?
Kyle didn't notice Hughes's strange expression and continued to ask, "You haven't answered me. Do you know this person?"
"Simon Nick, Level 4 warrior, member of the Wasteland Wolves. He should be on the deck now." Hughes was indeed a scholar. His brain was like a database, able to extract key information at any time.
"Okay, thank you."
"Wait!" Hughes immediately stopped Kyle when he saw that he was about to go to the deck.
"Is there anything else?"
Hughes frowned and said, "He's a Level 4 warrior."
"I heard that."
"The leader of the Wasteland Wolves, Carter Wolf, is Level 5 … a warrior who's one step away from breaking through to Battle King. He's also very protective."
"Okay, thanks for the reminder."
Battle King was indeed very strong. Kyle didn't have the confidence to win without using magic. But didn't Hughes say that Carter was still one step away?
This step was often a natural moat.
When Kyle arrived on the deck, the members of the Wasteland Wolves were gathered together to enjoy the scenery. So, he walked straight over.
"Who are you?"
"What's the matter?"
A few people stopped Kyle, their expressions unfriendly.
"I'm looking for Simon Nick."
Simon's heart skipped a beat when he saw Kyle. Then he mustered up his courage and walked over. "I am."
Kyle smiled and stretched out his hand. "Give me back my gold card."
"What gold card? I don't know." Simon was still quibbling.
"You broke into my room and took my gold card."
The Wasteland Wolves adventurer team's members surrounded Simon, and his confidence was immediately boosted.
"Are you trying to frame me?
You've got the wrong person, haven't you?
I'm a member of the Wasteland Wolves! "