Inside the hotel.
A Qi followed behind Xu Zhiming, constantly rubbing against his leg.
"Master, you're amazing! Your Vitality Quality is too high—their attacks barely did anything to you!"
"Those little nobodies looked down on you. Now they know how mighty Master is, right?"
"Master, Master, when are we going to the Mirage Realm so those Foreign Race geniuses can learn how strong you are?"
Xu Zhiming reached out and rubbed A Qi's dog head. Of course he would go.
"But before that, I need to raise my strength."
A Qi nodded.
It had inherited some of 001's emotions and could not wait to see Xu Zhiming slaughter his way through all directions.
According to its memories, its master's current potential rating could already be judged as a Saint-level Prodigy.
Even during Great Qin's most prosperous era, only one had ever appeared.
"Yes, yes! You need enough strength before going out, or you'll be targeted!"
"Like your mentor, Master—he was targeted several times before as well."
"Before your strength reaches level one hundred, Master, you can just train in the Mirage Realm."
"By all means, don't train in Mirage Realms that have True King level experts. It's very easy to run into danger there."
Xu Zhiming nodded, silently committing this to memory.
As an Intelligent System that had received the evolution of an entire civilization, A Qi's advice was naturally extremely prudent.
"Master, be especially careful of the Angel Race. That race has always been at odds with Great Xia."
"This time, you killed the person they sent to test you. They'll definitely make a move against you."
Xu Zhiming nodded.
Having an Intelligent System to remind him felt quite nice. It could analyze many different aspects for him.
It seemed that the ancient civilization had left behind far, far