Chapter 207: A New Game Plan

In my previous life, when I entered, there were no spirit energy ores. Most likely, someone altered the dungeon’s progress!

Before me, the Awakener entered at a time that must have been in the midst—or even the early stages—of the apocalypse!

Otherwise, there’s no way to explain why the Military thought that after entering this dungeon there’d still be time to acquire spirit energy ores!

Entering during the later stages of the apocalypse would leave no time at all! And besides, no one would be around to help an Awakener mine!

That’s it—exactly that!

Mystery solved.

A slight weight lifted from Yenir’s heart. His greatest worry was that this life’s timeline might have shifted—that he’d been reborn in a parallel world where things weren’t the same.

After all, he still didn’t understand his rebirth. With an extra system added to his life, he feared that all the information he’d relied on might now be different.

What if the disaster struck at a different moment than he remembered—triggering it prematurely?

“If that’s the case, it’s only because the dungeon’s progress was changed. Everything else remains the same…”

“And since the dungeon’s content varies later on, it’s no longer an intercontinental dungeon. There won’t be any scope for conflict between Zones…”

“After all, once you’re in, mutants are everywhere. Just surviving is an achievement—there’s no chance for Awakener battles between Zones anymore.”

“Sigh…”

Rubbing his temples wearily, Yenir managed a small smile.

He wasn’t worried about the dungeon’s difficulty, nor about Awakener rivals from other Zones.

For him, the only concern was how to complete the tasks of the Sword God System.

“Well, I guess I’ll just go in and see…”

“Taking over the dungeon’s highest authority—did someone do that in my previous life? That might have directly overridden the dungeon’s progress. If so, the difficulty might not be that high…”

“Brother, aren’t you going to sleep yet…?”

Just as Yenir was systematically running through every possible scenario, a timid, slightly disgruntled voice sounded from outside the door.

There, leaning against the door, was Ye Xiaoan clutching a small teddy bear and looking at him with pitiful eyes.

Having just been transferred to the Capital Zone, everything here felt unfamiliar to her.

Especially those uncles and aunties, big brothers and sisters—everyone’s overly kind demeanor even frightened her a bit.

Growing up in hardship, she instinctively mistrusted any sudden acts of kindness.

In the slums, almost every well-meaning stranger was just eyeing their one valuable asset.

Yenir paused, noticing that Little Sister still couldn’t sleep, and felt a surge of tenderness.

There’s nothing better than having family close by.

“Don’t worry, Brother will work a bit longer…”

“If you can’t sleep, why not watch some cartoons with Mom or the Housekeeper Aunt?”

Yenir waved his draft papers with a smile, silently signaling to Ye Xiaoan that he was busy working late.

He always reassured Mom and Ye Xiaoan that his job was clerical—a safe position.

He didn’t want his family to be anxious.

“Alright then…”

After a moment’s hesitation, clad in her pajamas, Ye Xiaoan pouted slightly before obediently dragging her bunny-ear slippers back to her room.

While Brother was working hard, she needed to be sensible and not cause trouble…

……….

After watching Ye Xiaoan head back, Yenir shook his head with a soft smile.

He couldn’t even think about sleeping.

For him, if only there were 48 hours in a day, he’d have a hundred versions of himself executing countless plans.

He needed to grow stronger. He needed to plan for the future, handle the upper management, and quickly master every ounce of power.

Every second, his mind buzzed at full throttle, never pausing even for a moment.

The harrowing, despair-filled scenes of his past life loomed before him like the sharpest dagger—an ever-present reminder that…

Any moment of slack could cost ten thousand lives.

Every minute wasted meant a bit more hope lost.

“Tomorrow, I need to ask the Military for some Sword Techniques…”

“With unlimited resources, theoretically, as long as it’s in the treasury, I can get whatever I need…”

“I wonder if there are any S-Class Sword Techniques.”

Pushing aside his feelings, Yenir snapped back into high-efficiency mode, planning his next move.

The priority of the intercontinental dungeon had been raised.

The stronger he was before entering, the better his chances.

First, he’d ask the Military for new Sword Techniques—the higher the level, the better. His last skill enhancement had shown that even among SSS-level skills, Fallen Heaven’s attributes far outshone the rest.

He planned to first reinforce his combat strength. As for the remaining skill slots, Yenir hesitated.

The Military’s reserves might not be too bad, but they wouldn’t be stellar either. After all, who keeps high-level skills rusting in storage? Among the many Third-Stage Awakener wielders, there likely weren’t many high-level skills left.

Originally, Sword Storm was something he had no choice but to learn grudgingly.

If given the option, he would have opted for something far more potent.

“Luoyang City…”

“Within the Eastern Battle Zone’s territory, I recall there being an S-Class Sword Technique.”

“If I can keep one skill slot free until the intercontinental dungeon ends, claiming that one would be ideal.”

“S-Class—essentially the highest grade of skill in the world.”

“If I remember correctly, that Third-Stage Awakener known as ‘Heaven’s Judgment’ made his name two years later with this very technique.”

“Although he died in the third year…”

Yenir recalled the Third-Stage Awakened who wielded that Sword Technique and remembered their magnificent battle. In that moment, his heart stirred with longing.

“I don’t know its exact traits, but it must allow for ultra-speed movement and unleash multiple long-range strikes in midair!”

“Its power might not match the system-enhanced SSS-level Sword Techniques, but it sure looks impressive…”

“The visual impact is leagues above the grim, desperate hacking with a sword…”

His resolve solidified.

A slight smile curled on Yenir’s lips as he finalized his plan.

Tomorrow, he’d ask the Military for a high-level Sword Technique and, before entering the intercontinental dungeon, persuade them to evacuate the Safe Zone where Researcher Sun is located!

Once he emerges, his power will erupt once again!