11: Chapter 11 is not allowed to be used.

Wang Guo stared fixedly at Lin Ye, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and heartache: "How dare you mortgage the only house your parents left behind? Where did you mortgage it? Which shop in the black market?"

Facing the anger of this True God elder, Lin Ye did not dodge and calmly spoke: "The abandoned industrial zone in the suburbs, Primeval Grocery Store."

"Got it." Wang Guo suppressed his surging anger, his expression extremely cold: "You don't need to worry about this matter. I will handle it personally, and I'll get the property deed back for you."

He was unwilling to let Lin Ye become tainted by the dark entanglements of the black market, nor could he let the memory left behind by his comrades fall into the hands of others.

Following that, he turned his head to look at the flippant Wang Hu beside him, and commanded coldly: "You take Lin Ye back to his exclusive room to rest, and honestly stay at home without running around randomly. You don't need to go to school these few days. I'll plan things out for the two of you in a few days before we talk further!"

Wang Hu touched the back of his head and let out two dry, awkward laughs.

Over the past two days, because he couldn't contact Lin Ye, he had been burning with anxiety and completely lacked the mood to go to school for classes. He spent all day wandering outside inquiring about Lin Ye's whereabouts, almost turning the entire Cangnan City upside down.

After giving his instructions, Wang Guo picked up his jacket, and with a flash of his figure, disappeared at the villa's entrance.

True God experts had swift movement techniques, and within just a few minutes, he arrived at the suburban black market, heading straight for that dilapidated Primeval Grocery Store, intending to redeem the property deed and also wanting to see for himself what was so bizarre about the Divine Kingdom that Lin Ye was willing to mortgage his last keepsake to deeply cultivate.

As for Wang Hu, he pulled Lin Ye back to the room quickly. Lin Ye's exclusive bedroom was clean and elegant, with transparent lighting and complete furnishings.

Wang Hu slumped onto the soft sofa, looking at the silent Lin Ye, his tone carrying a hint of heartache: "You, you carry everything by yourself and insist on pushing yourself into a desperate situation. Although my dad has a stinky temper, his heart is the softest. This time he was truly angered by you."

He paused for a moment and comforted him carelessly: "It's fine, isn't it just an F-grade Divine Kingdom? My B-grade Blazing Flame Ape will share half of its combat power with you in the future. Whoever dares to bully you, the two of us will beat them back together!"

Lin Ye sat on the edge of the bed, his pitch-black eyes clear and resolute, and his cold, detached face showed no hint of dejection. He looked up at his best brother and vowed solemnly: "No need. My future strength will definitely not be inferior to yours, nor will it be inferior to any genius."

His wasteland Divine Kingdom harbored an unknown, heaven-defying Taotie bloodline. This was not the end, but the starting point of his path to reaching the summit of the strong.

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment. Looking at the chilling, unapproachable arrogance deep in Lin Ye's eyes, he didn't joke or tease, but nodded solemnly: "Alright, I'll wait to see your counterattack! No matter what, I will always stand on your side."

The two chatted idly for a moment. Fearing that he would disturb Lin Ye's rest, Wang Hu gave a few simple instructions and then turned to leave, gently closing the door behind him.

In the quiet bedroom, only Lin Ye remained alone.

He slowly raised his hand and took out the four supplies gifted by Wang Guo, excluding the bank card, one by one, neatly placing them on top of the desk.

The dark red Blood-Fiend Serpent card, the chilly Corrupted Fox card, the three-year time acceleration card glowing with golden light, and the cold meat processing plant model—four items had spiritual light flowing over them, and every single one was of priceless value.

Even the C-grade Blood-Fiend Serpent thrall card was exchanged using faith points.

Lin Ye's fingertips gently rubbed the card's patterns, his train of thought extremely clear in his mind.

He did not impulsively activate the time acceleration card directly, but instead methodically finalized the cultivation order.

Deploy the meat processing plant first to stabilize the fierce beasts' rations;

Then deploy the two thralls to improve the Divine Kingdom's reconnaissance, assassination, and miasma-resistance systems;

Finally, use the three-year time acceleration card.

Only when the supplies were fully prepared and the ecological groundwork was complete could the growth gains brought by time acceleration be maximized, avoiding wasting the expensive rule cards in vain.

The initial Divine Kingdoms of ordinary newborn demigods were mostly only a few to dozens of square kilometers in size, with weak underlying rules and extremely poor carrying capacity, making them completely unable to withstand long-term flow rate distortion. Forcing the use of high-tier acceleration cards would, at best, cause the Divine Kingdom's land to fracture and thralls to die suddenly, and at worst, damage the divine persona and cause permanent collapse of the foundation.

But Lin Ye's Divine Kingdom was completely different.

The Miasma Wasteland had an initial area of a full ninety-nine square kilometers, with extremely numerous underlying rules, an incomparably deep Divine Kingdom land, long-solidified rules, and extremely strong resilience, completely having the capital to bear a three-year time flow rate.

This was not baseless guesswork, but an accurate conclusion summed up by Lin Ye after browsing countless Divine Kingdom materials and studying massive amounts of fierce beast cultivation materials.

Just at the moment when he was about to deploy the supplies, Lin Ye's actions paused, as if he had remembered some critical omission.

The reproduction of fierce beasts and the slaughter and evolution of tribes could not be separated from massive amounts of flesh and blood nourishment, and currently the wasteland's flesh and blood reserves were far from sufficient.

Without any hesitation, he directly dialed Wang Guo's phone.

Once the call went through, Lin Ye said in a direct and concise tone: "Uncle Wang, help me bring ten tons of Rot Wolf corpses, plus a low-level reproduction card."

On the other end of the phone, Wang Guo didn't ask any extra questions and responded crisply and neatly: "Wait, I'll send it over to you in a bit."

The working efficiency of a True God expert far exceeded ordinary people. In a mere twenty minutes, the door was gently knocked on.

Lin Ye opened the door to see Wang Guo standing alone at the entrance, holding a quaint spatial storage ring in his hand, his expression still carrying a bit of solemnity.

"The items have been prepared for you. The property deed has also been redeemed." Wang Guo tossed the storage ring to Lin Ye and spoke indifferently: "Knowing that raising fierce beasts consumes nourishment, I brought you thirty tons of Rot Wolf corpses. In addition, I added a C-grade reproduction card, a Divine Kingdom area expansion card, and a pack of anti-miasma spirit grass seeds."

With a thought in his mind, Lin Ye quickly probed the storage ring.

Thirty tons of Rot Wolf corpses were piled up inside the storage space, with heavy blood Qi; the brand-new C-grade reproduction card had a warm spiritual light; and there was also a special card glowing with light cyan patterns, whose effect was straightforward and crude—it could directly expand the Divine Kingdom's area by five hundred square kilometers.

That pack of spirit grass seeds was specially adapted to polluted wastelands and could grow rapidly.

Every single item precisely hit all of his current shortcomings.

Warmth welled up in the bottom of Lin Ye's heart, and he thanked him in a low voice: "Thank you, Uncle Wang."

Wang Guo waved his hand, his brows suddenly knitting tightly together, and his tone was grave: "I just asked the old man at the grocery store and learned that you had already used a one-year time acceleration card before."

"That three-year acceleration card of yours, you are not allowed to use it."

"Continuously using time cards places an immense load on the Divine Kingdom. Even high-tier Divine Kingdoms might not be able to hold up against it, and you with an F-grade wasteland must not risk your own divine persona."

Having lived half his life, he had seen countless geniuses whose Divine Kingdoms collapsed and whose cultivation was completely destroyed due to forcibly stacking time flow rates. He definitely did not want to watch Lin Ye repeat the same tragic mistake.

Lin Ye raised his eyes, his gaze firm and calm without a shred of youthful impulsiveness: "Uncle Wang, my Divine Kingdom is different from others. Ninety-nine square kilometers of underlying rules and a pure miasma environment—its carrying capacity far exceeds conventional logic."

"This three-year acceleration is not a gamble; it's a foundation. I must pile up sufficient combat power in the shortest amount of time."