The Lightning Mink wasn’t particularly upset about being sold for 150,000 points. After all, wherever it went, there would be enough food. In these days, as a Legendary creature, even as a beast, it wasn’t oblivious to how its kind were faring nearby—of course, they were living well. After all, there’s plenty of meat, and food comes to them without effort, which, no matter what, is better than the present situation. Malin chuckled at the little one’s thoughts. As the Lightning Mink transformed into a small beast and was taken away by the young man, Malin pulled out a small fruit and fed it to the mushroom—a fruit of the World Tree, a deadly temptation for any spirit beast. The Lightning Mink, originally perched on the young man’s shoulder watching Malin, seemed to have a hint of relief in its eyes, but now its eyes were as wide as brass bells. Miss Spotty has grinned by Malin’s feet, and the mushroom, seemingly unaware of her presence, bit into the fruit and chewed happily. The Lightning Mink’s mouth had large droplets of saliva falling as it watched the delicacy enter the mouth of the young beast. As a Legendary creature, it was impossible not to feel envious. It could be said that if Malin weren’t sitting here, the Lightning Mink might have risked everything to fight with Spotty. If it could win, the mushroom would likely be devoured whole. Unfortunately, Malin was here, and since Miss Spotty had received the Blessing Spell from Malin, the entire Lightning Mink family couldn’t hope to gain any advantage from her, not while Malin was sitting here. Borrowing the courage of a bag of Realm, the Lightning Mink dared not make a move, so it could only look yearningly in this direction while being led off into the distance by its new owner. Malin leaned back, the newly woven vine chair back once again dutifully supporting its owner. The mushroom had eaten the fruit, and began to snore in Malin’s embrace, falling into a dream-filled sleep beside its owner. Malin’s small hand gently stroked Spotty’s head, as the eagerly awaiting lady received her much-coveted reward. Judging the greatness of a life with one’s eyes is truly a foolish thing. Hopefully, that young man would understand this. And, with the demonstration of the star chart, Malin could already be certain that in at most half a year, the Subspace should make meaningful contact with this segment of the Starry Sea. If not for the fact that this young man was still human, and as long as he showed even a hint of chaos reaction, Malin wouldn’t mind dealing with him and his father together. But because he is human, and his father as well, Malin assumes they will do their best to ensure their wealth isn’t taken away. Malin could only hope that Mana can quickly complete the ritual with her companions and collectively recognize Malin. This way, with unified will, Malin felt more confident... to end all of this. As for the future... let future generations handle it. Receiving the letter from the messenger, Malin unfolded the letter. Jason had completed the handling task on his side. He had finished the grand project of eradicating the entire cannibal slave kingdom. How exactly he did it, he didn’t say, and Malin didn’t ask, but from snippets of information, it was learned that those nobles who enjoyed slavery, liked to eat humans. A prion virus was spreading among the nobles. They used prosthetic implants to save their own lives but did not consider that this effectively opened up a brain-computer interface. So when Jason used electronic viruses as the butcher’s knife, all resistance became meaningless — electronic viruses, specifically targeting nobles with prion disease and brain-computer interfaces. Slaves could never have such a brain-computer interface, so they wouldn’t be harmed. They would only see their former masters heading towards destruction in the coming year. Jason previously asked Malin if they needed to deploy ground troops, but Malin ultimately refused. Slaves who kneel for too long sometimes forget they were once human. Malin wanted to watch those slaves stand up by themselves, without a helping hand. And Jason, worthy of being Mr. Zhang’s personally adjusted AI, immediately figured out why Malin did this and thus developed this electronic virus. For a moment, Malin wondered if, had the great destruction not come, would Jason become something like Skynet... probably would. For as long as humans walk their path of destruction, AIs like Jason certainly wouldn’t mind giving them a push down the downward slope of humanity’s demise. The Three Laws of Robotics might be a shackle for other AIs, but for Jason, those people could no longer be called human. Since they are not human, then doesn’t that mean they can be killed at will? Speaking of destruction, looking up at the starry sky above him, Malin did want to become the Savior, to expel Chaos, but Malin felt all this was beyond what a mortal should do. Therefore, the people of the Northern Kingdom shouldn’t expect Malin to guide them, and the business partners in Carterburg shouldn’t hope that Malin will lead them in business deals. Even his lover and children... would have to face an uncertain future. I am the Savior, I wish to mend the heavens, but that’s it. Don’t expect me to do everything for you. I am not your babysitter. I can’t even fulfill my obligations to my lover and children, let alone do anything more for you.