"Still, what happened with Sigel this time was a wake-up call. We can't let those Reincarnators in the real world sit around idle. Fortunately, there are about enough of them now. It's time to start putting them to good use."
After Bob withdrew, Wu Ming gazed into the distance through the floor-to-ceiling window, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.
[Ding! Real-world mission initiated!] [Every three plot worlds, Reincarnators must complete one real-world mission. Failure to do so will result in immediate elimination!]
At that moment, the mechanical voice rang in the ears of countless Reincarnators. Their expressions changed in unison.
The main reason Wu Ming cultivated Reincarnators was to plant seeds like a farmer, then wait for them to mature before reaping the harvest and helping the Main God Space grow.
There was another purpose, too: to use their strength to explore the real world.
After all, many dangerous ancient ruins were difficult to explore even with modern technology. They placed extremely high demands on any adventurer.
Wu Ming had issued real-world missions to make the Reincarnators shoulder their responsibilities and scour the entire Steam World for him. He refused to believe they wouldn't find any clues about that mighty being.
Even if these Reincarnators died along the way, the Main God Space would reclaim their true spirits and turn them into sustenance. It was a hundred percent utilization—nothing went to waste.
Time flew by. At the Supernatural Phenomena Handling Office in the Bauhinia Federation...
Lucius had completed his review and become the office director's assistant. He still looked a little thin, but his spirits were excellent, and he carried himself with confidence.
"You'd never know unless you investigated. Once I did, I was shocked!"
He tossed a stack of case files onto the desk.