Even though he had no idea how things were going on the main body's side, much less that the main body was secretly cheering him on with "Double-tap 666, old bro, keep it up!" Zhang Yang, as the 09 Sub-Account, understood perfectly what his decision meant.
His original purpose had merely been to investigate and gather intelligence before burning himself after reading. Now, however, he had to rise against Heaven in a very short time, defy fate and change the situation, extend the lifespan of this corner of the world belonging to the Xing Clan, and ultimately turn the Xing Clan civilization into a Civilization Sub-Account. The difficulty was harder than turning the world upside down.
"So, before the final tide of doom reaches the Xing Clan people, I have to accomplish the following things."
"First, I need a group of brothers and subordinates. The saying that many hands make light work is true wisdom in any era and any civilization!"
"Second, I need to raise my strength as quickly as possible. Otherwise, how am I supposed to be the boss and recruit underlings?"
"Third, I need to develop a divine ability to resist curses as soon as possible."
"Fourth, resources! I need enough resources. With the Heavenly Dao Barrier collapsing and spiritual qi leaking out, this is an excellent opportunity. If I don't stockpile enough resources while I can, that would be an act sure to anger both Heaven and man."
"But before any of that—in other words, the thing I most need to do right now is immediately collect the resources of the other Sub-Accounts!"
Thoughts flashed through his mind one after another, but Zhang Yang remained calm and unhurried. Amid the cheers filling the entire village, he tapped the center of his brow with one hand. A