Without Old Anderson's reminder, Gaia understood this principle as well. His body now was like a crowbar—if too much force was applied, not only would it fail to pry up the heavy object, but it would also break itself.

However, looking at that battle energy index of over nine thousand, Gaia's heart was filled with anticipation. He secretly resolved that once he reached his territory, he would have his people hunt powerful magical beasts, strengthen their bodies through magic energy media, and then slowly cultivate the battle energy inheritance, striving to fully utilize this battle energy of over nine thousand as soon as possible!

Even better, he could completely assimilate the remaining eight clusters of martial battle energy! By then, when he stood before his father Sean, what a sight his father's expression would be!

Every time he thought of this scene, Gaia would tremble all over with excitement. It was as if he could see, just like in his previous life, those who schemed against him and those who owed him, all kneeling before him in regret, just like Sean in this life.

All favors and grudges would be repaid. Gaia silently vowed in his heart, Sean Gangro, everything you gave me, I will definitely repay you!

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The Shenglong Dynasty had ruled the Demon Abyss for thousands of years. The imperial capital, Dragon Fury City, was located in the central province of Alsace. To travel from Alsace to Greenland in the Martinique province, one had to pass through the Bourgogne and Picardy provinces, a journey of several thousand miles. Gaia and his Old Servant spent a full three months before finally reaching Greenland.

On the way, they endured the harsh winter, and by the time they arrived at Greenland in the Martinique province, it was already spring of the following year. Although it was spring, the small town of Greenland, located in the far north, was still covered in a silvery blanket of snow and ice. Standing on his own territory and looking north, he could even see the so-called "insurmountable" endless Gangdis Mountains.

"This is my territory?" Gaia had not held out much hope for what kind of land his father would give him, but seeing the dilapidated state of it, he was still shocked.

The hard shell of ice left by the severe winter was slowly melting under the early spring sun, and beneath the ice was equally hard frozen earth. The air was still bone-chillingly cold.

Looking around, the hills and land were equally barren. On the desolate plain, a few scattered houses were surrounded by a wooden fence—this was the entire town of Greenland.

Gaia sighed: With such natural conditions, it would be lucky if the crops could mature even once a year.

"Young master, let's go." Old Anderson also sighed inwardly. He himself was already old, but the young master was only fourteen and would have to spend his life in such a place. Heaven was truly unfair.

When Gaia saw the townspeople who had come to greet him at the entrance, he completely gave up hope that they could help him hunt a magical beast to strengthen his body. Sending these people, who barely had enough clothes to cover themselves and not even basic protective gear, to hunt powerful magical beasts would be sending them to their deaths.

In his previous life, Gaia had managed some projects himself and had some management skills. Seeing the situation before him, Gaia knew that his revenge plan would have to be postponed. What he needed to do now was survive. From the distant frozen tundra came faint beastly roars, making it clear that the wooden fence outside the town was nowhere near enough to defend against magical beast attacks. He had not come to Greenland to be food for magical beasts.

Gaia's magistrate was dressed a bit more neatly than the townspeople, but his robe was already faded from washing. Clearly, life in Greenland was hard for everyone, including Gaia the lord.

"The entire territory only pays five gold coins in taxes each year?" Gaia couldn't help but frown. The first thing he needed to fix up the territory was money.

"That's only because adventurers occasionally pass through the territory, and we collect more tax from them. That's how we get five gold coins. If we relied solely on the taxes from the townspeople, we wouldn't even be able to scrape together a single gold coin," the magistrate said honestly.

With this reminder, Gaia remembered: "To the north is the frozen tundra, and further north are the endless Gangdis Mountains. This is all magical beast hunting ground, so why do so few adventurers pass through the town?"

"Lord, less than two hundred miles west of our Greenland is the most famous supply point on the frozen tundra—Modo Town. It has complete facilities, an adventurers' guild office, and many supply shops. Adventurers have no reason to enter the tundra from our town. Only those who get lost in the tundra might leave it through our town. That's where our taxes come from."

Gaia understood now. Greenland was so run-down that it didn't even have a bar, let alone supply shops selling adventuring consumables. No wonder adventurers didn't want to come.

Gaia stroked his chin, which could never grow a beard, and pondered for a moment. "How much does it cost to post a notice at the adventurers' guild office in Modo?"

The magistrate immediately grabbed a goose quill and started calculating. "Lord, if we send someone, the round-trip travel expenses are one silver coin, and posting the notice costs ten silver coins, so a total of eleven silver coins."