Chapter 575: The Secret Realm Gambit

Zemei, do you mean we need to enter a special secret realm? Is your strength actually tied to that realm?

The lights flickered.

Inside the highly confidential meeting room, Yamamoto Ichiro looked gravely at Yenir, who sat in the shadows with an unruffled expression.

“That’s right.”

“In that realm, I can sacrifice various special resources to rapidly boost my power!”

“It’s an exclusive reward for me! I spent ages clearing that realm, and I fought through countless battles there.”

Yenir nodded slightly before speaking in a deliberately low, serious tone.

He planned to make a quick exit.

But before leaving, he thought it best to maximize his gains!

Had he not been unsure about taking Yamamoto Ichiro and the others to the brink of death without alerting anyone, Yenir had even considered secretly controlling a group of Japan’s top elites to work for him.

However, after carefully weighing all possible combat scenarios, he abandoned that idea.

Perhaps with the Evil God Ritual, even if discovered, death wouldn’t be guaranteed.

But by far, he’d likely never manage to leave the Japanese Battle Zone.

He had no desire to become an evil god, trapped here forever, annihilating everything.

“A secret realm, huh…”

Yamamoto Ichiro’s eyes glinted as he listened to Yenir’s secret details; he couldn’t hide his intrigue.

According to Zemei, this super genius who stunned the Japanese Battle Zone honed his innate talent and extraordinary combat awareness within a secret realm resembling a Trial Tower.

Endless battles, surviving under relentless onslaughts from mutants and hordes of the undead.

Success meant earning hefty system rewards.

In repeated life-and-death crises, Ye Ze Ming mutated his talent at the brink of death, catapulting him to his current level.

And as for Yenir’s plan to convert vast system resources into spirit energy for rapid leveling, it stirred something deep in him—excitement, even greed!

“So you want me to prepare a piece of spatial equipment for you and then load it with a ton of resources?”

“To upgrade you to Third-Stage Advanced, exhaust those resources, and then go back in? And you can even bring others along?”

He blurted out.

Even though Yamamoto Ichiro was notoriously guarded and seldom trusted anyone, Yenir’s solid example left him with no doubts.

Moreover, he didn’t even dare hint at probing Yenir for more details!

If it were real, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Whether it meant Zemei skyrocketing to Peak Third-Stage to become the top force in the Japanese Battle Zone, or continuously sending people into the secret realm…

Just the thought of the potential profits made him tremble with excitement!

Nothing else mattered—as long as his trusted followers, even his descendants, could transform into a few Ye Ze Mings… in the Japanese Battle Zone, everyone would be hooked!

Power! Authority!

For a moment, Yamamoto Ichiro’s breathing grew noticeably rapid.

“Exactly.”

“Although that realm has a sacrificial altar where high-grade equipment or items work effectively, it’s best to use the rarest items that boost Third-Stage attributes.”

“The effect is so much better that way.”

Noticing that the old fox, Yamamoto, had taken the bait, Yenir allowed himself a quiet, inward chuckle.

High-ranking officials may be gullible, but they’re not easy to fool.

Human nature is universal; when faced with overwhelming profit, even the craftiest old fox can lose his head.

He had deliberately said it in such enticing terms—even risking being pressed for details—betting that these cautious old foxes would first want to see results, wondering if Yenir emerged from the secret realm with a dramatic power surge!

A small scam was all he needed.

Even if Yamamoto and his men later tried to control him, halting further deceptions.

For Yenir, continuing the fraud was simply a waste of time!

A month or two was all he needed to reach Peak Third-Stage!

With Yenir’s confirmation, Yamamoto Ichiro’s breathing grew even heavier.

He appeared to struggle for a moment before steeling himself and locking eyes with Yenir:

“Alright, Zemei!”

“I completely trust your information! Besides, we’re on the same team!”

“Within three days, Yamamoto Corporation will do everything in its power to secure enough resources for you!”

As he spoke, Yamamoto Ichiro waved his hand, instructing the Peak Awakened behind him to note down his orders.

It was typical of his understated style.

After all, Yenir had only just joined them, hardly enough to warrant deep trust. In Yamamoto Ichiro’s eyes, Yenir was naturally one of the Japanese Battle Zone Awakeners—nobody expected him to run away!

He had only agreed to supply Yenir with resources to test the waters. Then, as if struck by a thought, Yamamoto Ichiro’s wrinkled face softened into a kindly smile.

“Zemei, you’re not really interested in Zi Ying, are you?”

“We hit it off instantly, and it’s an honor for our Japanese Battle Zone.”

“How about this: since Zi Ying isn’t a good match for you, why not switch her out?”

“Would you be interested in meeting my granddaughter, Yamamoto Nayuki?”

His smile was dazzling, as cunning as that of an old fox.

Yenir, who had been casually scamming people and was pleased with his smooth progress, suddenly froze when Yamamoto mentioned the matter again.

Damn it.

That old bastard just wouldn’t quit—always scheming about handing his granddaughter over to him…

Realizing this was Yamamoto’s final test and stake on him, Yenir hesitated for a moment before finally agreeing.

There was no choice; he had to act.

Originally, he demanded full resource support and a period of disappearance—a plan that already sounded risky.

If he refused even that, Yamamoto and his team would surely become suspicious.

Especially…

It seemed that a recovered Zi Ying had informed Yamamoto and his crew that she hadn’t been touched…

“Sigh…”

With a heavy breath, Yenir thought he had sacrificed too much in his bid to save the world.

There were always villains coveting him, and he had to sacrifice himself for the sake of humanity.

Yamamoto Nayuki, huh? He had heard people talking about her lately—she’s incredibly famous in the Japanese Battle Zone.

No wonder; with her noble background and stunning looks, she stood out.

Too many Third-Stage Awakeners longed to win her over and leap to success.

“Fine, I’ll take the hit.”

Yenir shook his head slightly, not dwelling on it further. With no other option, he reluctantly resigned himself.

………………

“Zemian, do you mean you want the Japanese Military to supply you with 10,000 sets of standard-issue equipment?”

“And the requirement is that within a seven-piece suit set, at least two pieces must be blue-grade equipment!?”

The New Capital Cabinet Prime Minister listened, visibly shocked by Yenir’s astounding demands.

Ten thousand sets! And they must be of the highest quality standard-issue gear!

Keep in mind, the resources Yenir requested could arm an elite army, centered on Second-Stage fighters and expanding to around 300,000 troops!

The sheer consumption was something no private faction could bear—only a nation’s might could muster such numbers!

“That’s right. I need to take these sets of equipment into a special secret realm.”

“Inside, there’s a challenge level where we face hordes of the undead. I need these sets to arm that world’s NPCs! Otherwise, I stand no chance!”

“Of course, Prime Minister, rest assured that once I’ve used up the equipment, I’ll return it to the military!”

With a serious expression, he followed the procedure to the letter.

Yenir shamelessly spun a fabricated tale.

To Yamamoto Ichiro, all he needed was to scam enough resources.

But when facing the Cabinet Minister representing the Japanese Authorities and the Senate Deputy Chairman, he had to pull off a major con!

If he didn’t scam the military out of everything they had, he’d feel like he was losing big time!