Murin's expression was not very good. He was located a distance away from City A Base and naturally only learned about the mana distortion when he received a call from the Magic Association.
Those people spoke lengthy words to him but if Murin had to summarize it, it only consist of one message:
You waste! Why can't you advance to rank 7?
Murin rubbed his forehead in annoyance.
"My main profession is magic beast, you b*stards. My speed of improvement depends on my magic beasts' progress."
He looked at his magic beasts who were feasting the magic beasts' meat in front of hm and felt even more headache. Even though he had bought some space storage scrolls to carry their food, but it would never last long.
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So far, there were not many talented and powerful rune masters whom the government had nurtured. So outside City A Base, the space storage scrolls that they could use was only the first rank.
Murin had to bring a lot of space storage scrolls to bring enough food supplies.
The most annoying thing is the fact that these foods all belonged to his magic beasts instead of him.
But if he wanted to become stronger, he had to rely on these magic beasts, so Murin had nothing to say. He only looked at the picture that was shown to him with a bad look.
To be honest, he wanted to go and take a look.
Knowing that man's outrageous fighting power, Murin felt that he would be nothing more than a dead man if he dared to come any closer.
What if that rune master was nearby?
She's already a rank 7 rune master and has friendships with Samuel. From the way the two people worked together back then, Murin knew that they were close to each other and it was impossible not to help if the other party was in danger.
So he would not provoke the other party.
Still…. It felt annoying.
*not that far away from City A Base*
Peter smashed the magic beast in front of him and then looked at the distance. He was not that far away from City A Base because the Martial Arts Association required him to help them in some areas.
To be honest, Peter was not very interested in these things.
After Riya advanced to rank 7, he has been moving in and out of the cracks nearby and killed countless magic beasts that he could no longer count anymore. These magic beasts were not very strong in Peter's opinion, but he grew tired quickly because he had no way to replenish his stamina quickly.
Thankfully, eating a lot of magic beasts' meat allowed him to advance faster than before.
In such training environment, Peter was confident that it would only take him a month or two to reach rank 7.
"As I thought, you two are too fast," Peter complained.
At the same time, he was also a bit jealous that Samuel and Riya could get a lot of resources through entering deep into the cracks.
He should spend his time practicing.
Perhaps the only consolation was the fact that their paths required much more resources as compared to him. Though, he couldn't really say that the resources he needed was small.
It was really troublesome.
"Hmm, I better reach rank 7 quickly before challenging them again!"
Peter flicked his bright green cape and then started to rush over to the next pile of magic beasts nearby. He still wanted to fight!
Long distance away, Continent W, Near the border with Continent Z
"Mr. Nolan, there's a message from the higher ups… it's about the other returnees in Continent Z," a soldier rushed over.
Hearing the familiar sentence, Jonas Nolan sighed deeply. Because the government was also stimulated with the appearance of the rank 7 rune master from Continent Z, they became kinder in giving him a lot of resources.
There were much more plants and herbs that he previously requested and only arrived not long ago.
With these herbs, Jonas Nolan was able to create a lot of powerful potion that he had been longing to make. Of course, part of it would enter his own stomach, further strengthening him and his path while the rest were given back to Continent W.
The government was scrambling to get the potions that he had made because of their extraordinary effects.
Thanks to this, Jonas Nolan made significant improvement in the past month.
He had also entered the crack nearby and collected a large amount of magic beasts' materials that he could use.
"Does someone advance to rank 7 again?" Jonas Nolan recalled the last message and asked.
The messenger looked at Jonas Nolan with awe on his face. How did Jonas Nolan knew about it?
He hadn't said anything.
Jonas Nolan looked at the messenger's face and also fell into silence.
"So it seems that they're moving very quickly." Jonas Nolan rubbed his neck helplessly. His advancement depends on the potion that he made because his own talent was actually really bad. Without the potions to help him from time to time, it was estimated that he would never be able to reach rank 7 in that world.
Now that he was replicating his path, Jonas Nolan could only collect as many herbs as possible to increase his talent and train harder.
Potion that could increase one's talent was extremely rare.
Even if Jonas Nolan knew how to make it, the materials were almost non existent and he could only make potion to help him train faster and so on.
"If they're expecting me to advance to rank 7, then they're dreaming," Jonas Nolan said indifferently.
He knew his speed very well.
The fastest he could reach rank 7 and completed his advancement ceremony would be 3 months later.
It was impossible for them to expect him to do more.