"An inspection team?"
After a while, Xu Nan's tightly furrowed brow gradually relaxed.
It did seem like there had been something like that.
Although the City Lord Plan within the Six-Nine Plan previously launched by Lost Paradise was a long-term project, ever since Xu Nan had successfully secured complete control over Wildfire City and obtained Stephenson's public authorization, there had no longer been any suspense over first place.
The terror coefficient bonus from the Emerald Mine had directly crushed the other sorcerers trying desperately to overtake him.
The City Lord Plan was still ongoing, but everyone had lost some interest. After all, the reward for second place was nowhere near as tempting. There were even some unpleasant rumors within Lost Paradise, roughly implying that the result had been predetermined...
As the beneficiary, Xu Nan did not feel much about it. If he had won the previous rounds through his own ability, then this time, his luck had truly been absurdly good—if anyone insisted there was some inside story, it was the God of Fear who had used a dubious curse before its collapse to send Xu Nan to the Northern Continent.
However, that curse did not seem very effective. Xu Nan had once suspected that the old fellow had recited the wrong incantation.
He had asked Luo Mang about it before, but received a rather official answer. Luo Mang told Xu Nan to constantly watch for any abnormalities in his body, but beyond that, even this legendary big shot could not say much.
Even now, the so-called curse had yet to manifest. Xu Nan had basically become too lazy to care about the God of Fear's words.
If the God of Fear had survived that terrifying calamity, with its true spirit still intact and even returning in triumph, then that