169: Chapter 169: The Tyrant Arrives!

Lin Yuan looked at the personal settings in front of him, feeling somewhat speechless.

Either this was Instructor Wen Muxue's twisted sense of humor, or it was a feature within this damn infinite simulation cube designed to mess with people's minds.

"Go, go, go, all of you, get back," Lin Yuan waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

"Return to your own courtyards and stay there. Without my orders, no one is allowed to come within half a step of the main hall."

Upon hearing this, the few fox-eared girls let their fluffy tails droop in grievance, their eyes welling up with tears.

"Does the General find our humble appearances unappealing?" A succubus gathered her courage, deliberately thrusting her snow-white chest forward.

"I know many tricks, I guarantee I can make the General feel like he's in heaven, melting your bones~"

"That's right, General. The spring night is short, and your body is filled with such Evil Qi; you truly need us sisters to help you vent that fire."

The lewd words grew more and more outrageous.

Lin Yuan kept a cold face, lifted the greatsword in his hand, and slammed it heavily onto the floor tiles.

Bang.

The tiles cracked, and the fissures spread to the feet of the group of women.

"I'll count to three. Those who don't leave will be cut down as enemy spies."

Lin Yuan's voice was filled with a heavy sense of threat.

This group of pretty skeletons finally realized that the man before them was unromantic.

Terrified and pale, they lifted their skirts and fled while whimpering.

"The General really doesn't know how to cherish the fairer sex…"

"Exactly, it's a waste of such a mighty physique. Could he have some hidden ailment…"

Before leaving, a few bold succubi didn't forget to cast a resentful glance at Lin Yuan, muttering a few words.

The main hall was finally quiet.

Lin Yuan put away the blood-colored greatsword and rubbed his temples.

The negative buff from [Bliss] was toxic.

A 50% reduction in sanity was extremely fatal for a god who needed to remain calm at all times.

Fortunately, as long as he didn't touch these women, the influence remained within a controllable range.

Lin Yuan pushed open the doors of the General's Mansion and walked along the bluestone path toward the center of the city.

The city where this General's Mansion was located was massive, covering over a hundred square kilometers.

The city walls were towering, and the streets were completely empty.

In the central square of the city stood five ancient stone altars.

The surface of the altars was carved with array patterns, and the center was recessed, forming a stone tripod.

Lin Yuan approached the first altar and pulled up the interface to check it.

[Elementary Retainer Summoning Array (General Class Exclusive)]

[Status: Idle]

[Function: Deposit material resources (Ore, Spiritual Plant, Yao Beast flesh, etc.) to summon retainers from your own Wasteland Divine Domain.]

[Restrictions: There are limits on the quantity and rank of each summon. Currently, the maximum per summon is: 1 Diamond Tier, or 100 Platinum Rank, or 10,000 Gold Tier.]

[Cooldown: 24 hours.]

Lin Yuan frowned after reading the attributes.

A one-day cooldown.

He understood the core mechanism of this sandbox.

This was to prevent players with too large an early-game advantage from mindlessly snowballing.

They give you high-tier status and resources, but limit your troop production speed to level the playing field between you and others.

It leaves time for students with low-tier status to form alliances and make a comeback against the odds.

The rules of the infinite simulation cube forcibly extended the pace of war.

Lin Yuan, however, didn't care.

Such restrictions might be ironclad rules for others, but for him, they were nothing more than a layer of paper.

He raised his right hand, and a dark golden glow flickered in his palm.

Talent: [Creation Extraction].

As long as he extracted the entry for this altar and imbued it into the stones and trees in the city.

He could possess thousands of summoning nodes.

A one-day cooldown? As long as he had enough resources, he could churn out a million-strong army in minutes.

The dark golden glow was about to touch the altar's stone pillar.

Lin Yuan's fingers suddenly stopped.

This was the interior of the [infinite simulation cube].

It was Instructor Wen Muxue's Divine Artifact.

That unreliable homeroom teacher might be sitting outside right now.

Observing every move of the twenty-eight students inside the cube through some sort of god's-eye view.

Lin Yuan withdrew his hand, and the glow in his palm dissipated.

"Forget it. Playing by the rules, I can still crush you all."

As a General, Lin Yuan started with a generous amount of initial resources.

He opened the General's Mansion warehouse.

It was piled full of Star-patterned Steel, Blood-patterned Grass, which were specialties of the cube world, as well as a large number of unidentified low-tier Yao Beast corpses.

Lin Yuan extracted all the resources from the warehouse.

Rumble.

Tons of Ore and flesh were deposited into the stone tripods of the five altars.

They piled up like mountains.

Lin Yuan stood before the altar and closed his eyes.

His Mental Energy passed through the altar's array patterns, crossed the barrier of the cube's space, and established a faint connection with the Wasteland Divine Domain in the boundless Star Realm.

This connection was very faint.

But he could feel that he had the right to make one choice.

Whether to summon one hundred Platinum Rank dual-sequence Tyrant Demons to form an elite assault team.

Or to summon ten thousand Gold Tier Mutated Magic Vultures to control the airspace above the city.

Lin Yuan's consciousness swept over the Central Basin and the Blood Abyss Sea.

Finally, he locked onto a figure coiled beneath the Demon Tree, resembling a mountain.

Troops should be valued for their quality.

In this world without Divine Domain channels, powerful individual martial strength could often tear through any tactical layout.

"Come out and work, old fellow."

Lin Yuan transmitted his divine decree, and the resources on the altar turned into fly ash.

A Void Realm channel formed above the square, and a flowing gold foot reached out from the storm, stepping heavily onto the bluestone of the square.

The entire central square trembled because of it.

A terrifying giant beast over fifty meters tall stepped out of the Void Realm channel.

The Tyrant.

Dark red blood was still dripping from its body, and black gold wings were folded behind its back.

Every feather seemed to be forged from the top-tier Void Realm alloy.

Diamond Tier Peak.

The Tyrant stood in the center of the city, its head nearly level with the city walls.

Its eyes, burning with blood-colored light, overlooked the surroundings, finally landing on the "tiny" figure below.

It was the aura of the Creator.

The Tyrant wanted to kneel on one knee to pay its respects and show its submission to Lin Yuan.

But it looked at the dense buildings and narrow streets around it.

If it knelt down, half of the City Lord's Mansion would likely be crushed.

It could only restrain its aura, lower its massive head, and emit a low roar.

Lin Yuan looked up at this big guy.

"Go outside the city."

Lin Yuan raised his hand, pointing toward the city gate.

"That is someone else's territory, so don't hold back. Whatever you see, grab it."

"Ore, Spiritual Plant, Yao Beast flesh, or even other people's territories."

"Bring it all back, the more the better."

The blood-colored light in the Tyrant's eyes flared intensely.

The Creator's meaning was clear: eat and plunder to its heart's content.

The Tyrant bent its legs slightly and its body shot up from the ground.

A wild wind swept by, blowing the tiles of the surrounding buildings into the air.

The black gold wings behind its back unfurled, blotting out the sky.

It flew over the city walls and charged toward the vast plains and mountains outside the city.

In the wilderness of the cube world, a large number of native Yao Beasts roamed.

They guarded resource points, waiting for participants to send troops to slowly exterminate them.

The Tyrant didn't have that kind of patience.

It hovered in mid-air, overlooking a vast, continuous mineral vein below.

Around the mineral vein, tens of thousands of Gold Tier Green-scaled Wolves were entrenched.

The Tyrant opened its massive mouth, and the Titan power within its body erupted.

An attractive force centered on the Tyrant enveloped the area below.

The ground began to vibrate, and then it tore apart.

Crack! Crack!

The ground within a kilometer radius split open directly.

Soil, rocks, trees, along with those tens of thousands of Green-scaled Wolves that hadn't reacted yet.

All of them broke free from gravity and spiraled up toward the sky.

The Green-scaled Wolves let out terrified wails in mid-air. It was futile.

A fissure opened in the Void Realm behind the Tyrant.

All matter, whether it was the energy-rich Star-patterned Steel raw Ore.

Or the flesh and blood of the Green-scaled Wolves, was all sucked into the Void Realm fissure.

In just a dozen seconds.

The originally rolling mountain range below turned into a crater a thousand meters deep.

Not a blade of grass remained, and even the topsoil had been scraped away by three feet.

The Tyrant snorted, flapped its wings, and flew toward the next resource point.

Lin Yuan stood on the city wall, watching the figure in the distant sky that kept creating craters.

He was very satisfied.

As expected of the old fellow who had been with him the longest; capable, reliable, and useful.

"This is the correct way to open up new territory."

Lin Yuan shouldered his blood-colored greatsword, looked up, and gazed at the sky of the sandbox world.

He knew that it wouldn't be long before the other twenty-seven people in the sandbox would notice the commotion over here.

So what?

He was already prepared to take on the entire world.

No matter how many come, he would kill them all.