"Haristal. The one I have is old," I said as I sensed the plant, and a minute later, I was beside it.
It is a rare plan and one I have already started using in the formulas of my methods, but it is the one that had been harvested decades ago.
I couldn’t plant them unless I wanted to start with the seed, but now, I won’t have to.
A few seconds later, I had a whole plant in my core, in the hands of my clone, which had begun the process of planting it while I resumed my journey.
It had been three days since I had left the village and was traveling toward my destination.
I had already traveled a good distance, but it would still take me five more days to reach it. It is very far from the village, and if it weren’t necessary, I wouldn’t have taken the risk of traveling so far for it.
The further the place is from the village, the more dangerous it is.
This place isn’t just dangerous by journey, but also really dangerous. Unfortunately, I need the metal and more than a few nuggets.
It is the thing I am most worried about.
People who went there didn’t find more than a few nuggets. Each one weighed not more than two hundred grams, from which less than a quarter of pure metal was extracted.
While I need at least a kilo of pure metal. If not more.
I pushed those thoughts away and slowed down as the powerful monster came into my radio.
There are a lot of powerful monsters in this realm. They would have made the life of those that appeared here first a hell.
This realm is old, but people have been coming here for only four thousand years. It was when the current spatial connection was made in a web of spatial nodes.
The number only increased twelve hundred years ago, when the current spatial connection strengthened.
There is proof of people all over the realm. A few hundred kilometers from here, there is an underground place that used to house a man named Jabrav.
He was a sky sovereigns who lived alone for decades.
That whole place is carved with his words. When I read it a few months ago, tears couldn’t help but form in my eyes.
The village is a blessing; without it, there would have been only loneliness and madness in this place.
A few seconds later, the monster left my range, and I increased my speed again.
I want to avoid fighting monsters as much as possible. I might even say I am not going to fight them unless it is necessary.
Not because I don’t want to; I do, actually, but because I don’t want to leave behind any trace. There are a lot of dangerous people, and one is actively searching for me.
Traces of Haklin had been found around the village.
The man is searching for me; his art must have given him a strong indication about me. This made a lot of people curious, and that was a bad thing for me.
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I want people curious about me, but I want them curious about what I want. The things that are important to their perception of me, like the floating runes.
Not the things that might reveal my greatest secret.
Hours passed, and I continued on my journey. Collecting the resources while stopping when coming across dangerous monsters
I am sensing them nearly every hour, which is uncommon but not surprising in this route.
A few people may be aware of the destination I am going to, but they are not aware of the route I am taking.
It is the most dangerous route; the density of monsters here is higher than normal, which also makes it safer from the most dangerous threat.
They are more dangerous than monsters or foreign. I feel less fear against them than I do when I am against people.
I was thinking about that when I sensed the residual aura of the person.
It was not far away, and after some thought, I moved toward it and reached there a few seconds later.
I had sensed aura’s before, but they were from the people of the village. This one didn’t belong to village residents, but it didn’t belong to the cultists and bad people either.
This belongs to a person who doesn’t fit into either category.
There are a few people who have left the village on their own. These people live in the open realm; some search for the exit, while others want to be alone.
I had been warned to be careful of them because they are dangerous people.
The aura is a few days old, and it seems like the person survived. However, I can’t say that with complete surety, it is all chaotic, with auras and several monsters mixed in it.
Still, I had collected the sample since the one I have is old.
One could learn a lot from the aura, and it would help if I had come across a person. Having the latest information about their power will help me form a plan to deal with them if they pose a threat.
Soon, it was evening, and I slowed down my speed further as the powerful monsters began to come out.
The forest was silent, but now and then, I could hear the roar of the monsters.
I love such an atmosphere despite all the danger. It is kind of calming. Because I knew that as long as my stealth work and I remained careful, I could move through this dangerous place unharmed.
Another hour passed when suddenly, the peaceful atmosphere was broken by the powerful roar.
It was loud and filled with power that raised all the hair on my body, but it was also filled with warning. That made many monsters come out of their burrows and run away from it.
Usually, monsters run toward the danger, but now, they are running away from it.
’I hope it’s not what I think it is,’ I thought and moved toward the monsters, the full power of stealth covering me.