"I'm here to collect a teleportation token."
Ye Lin came to a small window and spoke softly. Inside sat a chubby little man with a face full of good fortune.
"Oh, a teleportation token? Which world?"
The chubby man took out a booklet and began flipping through it.
"Small World Number Thirty-Eight."
After speaking, Ye Lin took out the mission token Lin Yun had given him earlier.
"World Number Thirty-Eight. Eliminate a Human Race prodigy at the first layer of the Golden Immortal realm. Mm, here is your teleportation token."
The chubby man took out a gleaming token and looked at Ye Lin with pity. A Human Race expert being sent to eliminate a Human Race prodigy—he was obviously being set up.
Either he would bear the stigma and sever ties with his own race, or he would bear the consequences of failing the mission and be punished.
"Oh, right. There are suspected strange entities appearing in Small World Number Thirty-Eight. Eliminate that strange entity while you're at it. The mission rewards will be settled together afterward."
Ye Lin took the teleportation token and nodded lightly before turning to leave.
Arriving at an open space, Ye Lin took out the mission token and made a light gesture. More than a hundred figures suddenly appeared behind him out of thin air.
They were all clad in identical bronze armor.
They were Heavenly Soldiers as well, but each was only at the Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal realm. They could be said to be cannon fodder.
Yet Ye Lin could command these bronze-armored soldiers.
"Come with me to World Number Thirty-Eight and complete the mission."
"Yes."
As soon as Ye Lin finished speaking, the hundred-odd soldiers behind him answered in unison.
The next moment, Ye Lin waved the teleportation token, and a vortex