Green Tree

Harris City, street corner.

Inside a coffee shop, Sulu occupied a table, with fragrant coffee and cake laid out in front of him.

In the Dragon World, what he complained about most was the food.

Compared to the crude and backward cooking techniques there, even some ordinary dishes in the Main World seem exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

After returning to the Main World, Sulu felt he needed to soothe his stomach.

"The current era is the year 281 of the Federation Calendar, less than a year since the last siege of Harris City... It seems that the time flow in the Dragon World is different from that of this world; time passes faster there. I wonder what changes will occur after the Dawn of Gods arrives?"

"During the great siege, the Harris Family suffered heavy losses in the final chaotic battle, even having a change in head of the family... but Rhode should be alright..."

"If there's one major change, it's this: the Professional Registration Act has actually been implemented in the Federation! The secrets of professionals have been exposed to the public... and a host of new problems have arisen. The very members of Congress who initially proposed the bill have been assassinated..."

"The effects of this are still brewing. Although there are stricter restrictions than the Firearm Ordinance, ordinary people are still frantically pursuing ways to become professionals. It's conceivable that the number of superhumans will explode in the near future..."

He looked out the glass window and saw that the streets were now filled with many more people dressed in strange and unusual costumes, and the area was packed with tourists.

Harris City, already known for its mysterious atmosphere, naturally became even more bustling after the introduction of professionals, and was almost bursting at the seams with tourists from all over the Federation.

Shops along Mystery Avenue are welcoming a new wave of booming business, but truly exceptional shops are becoming increasingly rare and are suffering from a growing problem.

"The Federation has also established professional registration agencies in various cities, somewhat similar to the Mercenary Guild, except they are state-run... They are recruiting large numbers of unaffiliated superhumans and have announced that all professional organizations and groups must register within a specified time and obtain approval, otherwise they are 'illegal.' However, the Black Death Society and the Ancient Serpent Society certainly won't obediently register..."

"By incorporating civilian superhumans, the number of superhuman patrol teams in various cities has greatly increased, which has alleviated the pressure on the Bureau 11 and the Church of the Goddess of Light to some extent... Unfortunately, the anticipated chaos and cases will be even more numerous."

Knowing of the existence of this mysterious power, how could an ordinary person possibly remain calm?

Even knowing it's illegal, some people might still secretly offer sacrifices to unknown entities.

Although their flawed rituals might not succeed even once in ten thousand, Demon and some Evil God are unreasonable and might actively connect with them, spreading their influence.

"In short... many exciting things happened this year, transforming the Federation into a bustling and vibrant fantasy kingdom..."

Sulu finished the last sip of his coffee, placed a few banknotes under the cup, and walked to a corner.

Inspiration struck, and finding no one watching, he stretched out his right hand, as if opening an invisible door, and his figure disappeared into it.

--Spirit World Travel!

Gusta State, the former home of the Portley Family.

Sulu's figure appeared, looking at the dust in the room, and sighed.

He went back to the cabin in the woods and, confirming that Rhode hadn't returned during this time, frowned. "That's strange... Even if he's not coming back, he didn't leave a message at the secret contact point as we agreed. Does he have so little faith in me? Does he think I'm doomed?"

Sulu's lips twitched; he almost wanted to use divination, but then sighed helplessly.

He hadn't actually learned divination systematically; in the Dragon World, he relied on his rank and the instincts of Spirit World beings to rampage through the Dream Spirit World.

But what if we try this other world?

It's likely that the moment he uttered that shout, a large number of mythical and legendary creatures would come to 'strongly observe' him.

"This world is far more dangerous Dragon World, it's best to keep a low profile..."

"Can Rhode search slowly, or can he have a real [Astrologer] take the time?"

Sulu thought for a moment, left a message at the contact point to ensure his safety, and once again began his Spirit World Travel.

East Coast, Green Tree Castle City.

This city, home to several universities and research institutes and a strong academic atmosphere, seems unaffected by the previous cult attack and continues to thrive.

Along the roadside, there were also some cement pillars and power lines that Sulu recognized very well, as well as streetlights painted black.

"Electric light? Gas lamp?"

Sulu sighed, "Has technology advanced to this level? Having an [Arcanist] really makes research feel like a cheat code..."

He walked along the roadside and looked up to see the huge billboard again:

Oak Flooring: The best choice for your home!

"Orifi Cake Shop is offering half-price cakes this month – don't miss out!"

"Orchi Telegraph, connect to anywhere in the Federation in an instant! Your best and most convenient communication choice!"

"Um?"

Sulu's eyelids twitched as he saw the last Telegraph advertisement, with a Telegraph address below. "It seems... the lines have been laid throughout the entire Federation?"

He went to the Telegraph at the address and found a long queue and expensive fees, charged by the word. As a result, many people racked their brains to make their messages as concise and clear as possible.

At the entrance, there's a sign advertising graduates from the Grammar College, specializing in providing this type of editing service.

"The Francis Consortium, the Orchi Telegraph Office? I wonder if they've prepared my share of the profits..."

After thinking for a moment, Sulu arrived at the Green Tree Castle Laboratory, the Institute of Electrical Research in the city.

The last time the Ancient Serpent Society and the Black Death Society attacked, their main target was the Inner Circle Green Tree Castle in the suburbs. Fortunately, the Institute of Electrical Research in the city was not affected much, just like when Sulu first joined the company.

However, the guards have all been replaced by professionals, making the place even more formidable.

"Halt!"

Seeing Sulu step forward, a professional extended his right hand.

"I'll talk to my mentor William, or researcher Cecilia!"

Sulu smiled and said, "Please inform them."

Although he still had the inner ring's identity certificate, that thing should have been updated long ago after the last annihilation of the White Tower's arcane spirit, so taking it out would only cause trouble.

"So... I'm at least listed as a missing person now?"

While waiting, Sulu's thoughts wandered. "But... it doesn't matter."

Today, he is a fifth-tier legendary professional, possessing the power to influence the Federation and even sway the regimes of some small countries!

Even after the theft of the [Dimensional Walker] class information was exposed, they were completely fearless.