Fate Is Early or Late, Smelling of Clove and Labor

Samao looked coldly at the fat man before him: "Bastian, are you provoking me?"

"I wouldn't dare, Lord Samao." Bastian truly hadn't expected Samao to value Luoluobai Muye so highly, but since it was already done, there was no turning back.

He simply stiffened his neck and said stubbornly: "Lord Samao, just a few hours ago he was still my slave; I was perfectly within my rights to do so..."

Even with the composure of a World Lord, Samao couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, wanting to slap this fat man to death right there on the podium.

But in front of such a crowd, as a supervisor of the Giant Axe Arena, striking down a Universe Rank warrior would be both unseemly and bad for his reputation.

Bastian said cautiously: "My Lord, I could have chosen not to tell you about this, but after hearing you wanted to recommend him to the training camp, I was afraid that if he became a deserter, it would implicate you. That is why I chose to speak up..."

"So, I should thank you then?" Samao snorted coldly. "Even if he missed the reporting deadline, it wouldn't affect me in the slightest. You were just afraid I would come looking for you later, weren't you?"

Having his true intentions exposed, Bastian's face turned pale, and the antennae on his forehead turned a deep, blood-red hue.

Samao had extensive connections and knew that Bastian's background involved a certain Domain Lord, who in turn was a subordinate of another World Lord within the Giant Axe Arena.

Although he was angry, one must consider the master before beating the dog. While Bastian's actions were underhanded, they didn't constitute a direct offense against him, so he couldn't easily do anything to him.

"Get lost!" Samao waved his hand as if shooing away a fly.

Bastian scrambled away, not even daring to fly.

Samao looked at the silent Luoluobai Muye, a flash of pity crossing his eyes. He had never been to the Outer Battlefield himself, but many people he had known in the past had gone there for various reasons, and unfortunately—

Not a single one had ever returned.

"You..." Samao started to speak but stopped, sighing softly. "Fate has arranged it this way; there is nothing to be done. Once you have registered for the Outer Battlefield, you must go. If you don't, the consequences are severe, far beyond what you could bear..."

"I understand," Luoluobai Muye finally spoke. "Thank you for your appreciation, my Lord. It is a pity I cannot serve under you..."

Samao shook his head slightly: "Perhaps that is my loss, who knows..."

"My Lord, if Bastian hadn't revealed this news, would I have... missed the reporting time?"

"That wouldn't have happened," Samao shook his head. "As long as you register as a citizen of the universe, you would naturally be notified. Unless you failed to register within three days... or if you entered the Virtual Universe, you would have been notified there as well."

Luoluobai Muye nodded silently.

"You are likely penniless right now, and you don't even have a decent weapon..." Samao reached out, and the trident that had fallen onto the arena, the combat suit lying to the side, and a Space Ring all flew over with a "whoosh," which he caught in his hand.

"These two Tier 3 Force Weapons and the combat suit are decent enough. By the rules, they should be confiscated, but I will take the liberty of giving them to you. I will cover the loss myself..." Samao handed the trident and the combat suit to him.

"Thank you, my Lord." Luoluobai Muye accepted the trident and combat suit, saying gratefully.

Samao checked the Space Ring left behind by Ye Yunqing and saw that it was only a small storage ring with nothing of value inside. Seeing Luoluobai Muye standing there empty-handed, forced to carry his weapon, he tossed the ring to him.

"Take this as well. You can't just carry your weapon in your hands forever..."

"You are penniless, so you probably can't even register as a citizen of the universe," Samao turned and beckoned, and the host nearby hurried over.

"Do something for me," Samao pointed at Luoluobai Muye. "Take him to register as a citizen of the universe and open an account at the Cosmic Galaxy Bank. There is a minimum capital requirement for opening an account; let me know his account number later, and I will transfer the funds..."

He thought for a moment and added, "Also, register a Virtual Universe account for him and pay for a thousand years of access. I will cover all the costs. Do you understand?"

"Understood." The host nodded repeatedly and flattered him, "My Lord is truly benevolent!"

"As for the rest, you will have to rely on yourself..." Samao mused for a moment before reciting his Virtual Universe ID. "If you need anything else, send me an email or contact me directly..."

Luoluobai Muye was deeply moved. He had not expected such thoughtful care from someone he had just met. In the memories of Luoluobai Muye, no one had ever given so much to him without asking for anything in return, and in his past life, plagued by illness, he had seen enough of the coldness of human nature.

He bowed to Samao, and after straightening up, he looked at the World Lord and said sincerely: "I will never forget your kindness, my Lord. If one day I can return alive from the Outer Battlefield, I will surely repay your favor!"

A Tier 3 Force Weapon and combat suit, a small storage space, the registration fee for a citizen of the universe, a thousand years of Virtual Universe access, and the minimum capital for a Cosmic Galaxy Bank account.

To Samao, these might not even be a drop in the bucket, but to the destitute Luoluobai Muye, it was like finding a boat in the middle of a dangerous crossing or receiving charcoal in the middle of a snowstorm.

"There is no need for that." Samao shook his head and laughed. "Being able to present you with the Giant Axe Warrior medal today is fate... I am not doing this for your repayment!"

Putting away his smile, he patted Luoluobai Muye on the shoulder again and said solemnly: "Regardless of everything, I hope you can return alive from the Outer Battlefield!"

Without waiting for Luoluobai Muye to reply, he flashed and vanished without a trace.

"Let's go, I'll take you to register as a citizen of the universe first." The host said.

"Alright, thank you." Luoluobai Muye looked at him. "May I ask your name?"

"Just call me Yu Yang." Because Samao had given the order, Yu Yang didn't dare to show any disrespect, but he wasn't exactly friendly either, as he knew Luoluobai Muye would be heading to the Outer Battlefield in three days.

For someone going to the Outer Battlefield, this would likely be the only time they would ever meet.

Yu Yang walked ahead, and Luoluobai Muye could feel his perfunctory attitude, but he didn't care at all—compared to the shock of regaining his freedom and the impending trip to the Outer Battlefield, this meant nothing.

He silently hummed a song he had loved in his past life: Life is like a fleeting dream...

The journey was silent. Yu Yang took him to the Administrative Building on Purple Crown Planet to complete the procedures for joining the Wild Peak Universe Kingdom. From this moment on, Luoluobai Muye was an official citizen of the Wild Peak Universe Kingdom.

Sure enough, after the registration was completed, the staff member immediately received a message and solemnly relayed it to Luoluobai Muye.

Before twelve o'clock noon, three days later, he was to report to the No. 3 Spaceport on Purple Crown Planet to board a ship with a large number of other Universe Rank warriors and head to the Outer Battlefield.

Anyone who failed to report by the deadline would be treated as a deserter, wanted throughout the entire universe, and the outcome of being caught would be—death!

After leaving the Administrative Building, they went to the branch of the Cosmic Galaxy Bank on Purple Crown Planet to open an account for him. After he provided the account number to Samao, 100 Cosmic Coins were quickly transferred in.

1 Cosmic Coin was equivalent to 3,300 Wild Peak Coins, and the requirement to open an account at the Cosmic Galaxy Bank was 100,000 Wild Peak Coins. These 100 Cosmic Coins were equivalent to 330,000 Wild Peak Coins, which was more than enough to activate the account.

Finally, Yu Yang took him to the branch of the Virtual Universe Company, opened a Virtual Universe account for him, and paid for a thousand years of service.

It only took half a day to finish all of this. After completing his mission, Yu Yang left behind a few polite pleasantries before taking his leave.

Standing at the entrance of the Virtual Universe Company branch, Bai Muye looked at the sky, looked at the ground, and then looked at himself, finally bursting into laughter—

The feeling of freedom was truly wonderful!

However, the thought of having to depart for the Outer Battlefield in three days dampened his beautiful mood significantly.

"This damn fate..."

Walking slowly along the bustling street, he was just about to enter the virtual universe when Xiao Si suddenly spoke up: "Lao Bai, you had better find a place first and take a look at the memories of Ye Yunqing..."