After that, under the escort of the Dark Elves, everyone headed to the First Family's stronghold. The Dark Elf priest then threw Fang Zheng alone into a room. Not daring to say another word, she turned and left with the others.
Fang Zheng was not worried about the Dark Elves trying anything. He sat in the room, casually opened the Dimensional Codex, and began examining his Soul Stones.
Honestly, at Fang Zheng's current level, most Soul Stones were no longer of much use to him. Soul Stones like Malthael and Arthas, which he had used most often before, could not threaten him even if their true forms descended. Only after becoming a god did Fang Zheng truly understand firsthand why gods held an absolute advantage over mortals.
It lay in divine power and authority.
If all of this were compared to a game, then mortals were ordinary players. Even the Dragon Slayer from the Fire Nation was merely a max-level player. No matter how much a max-level player slaughtered other players, they were no match for a GM. A GM could mute whoever they wanted and ban whoever they wanted. No matter how high your equipment level was or how good your skills were, one click of my mouse and all you could do was obediently comply.
If players did not want to be restricted by GMs, then there were only two paths they could take.
One was to apply to join the company, start with miscellaneous work, and become a believer. If your performance was outstanding enough, you might get promoted someday. Then you could slowly rise to team leader, department manager, and eventually all the way to CEO.
Of course, that was a very long process, because... unless something unexpected happened, the company's CEO would not resign.
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