Chapter 97 - 87: News from Buci Island, Saint King Tran Nash

Chapter 97: Chapter 87: News from Buci Island, Saint King Tran Nash

Only two days had passed since the construction of the Gathering Light Tower was completed when another piece of good news came knocking.

Zhang Ji made an appearance before the new students of the Five Elements Sect, teaching them a basic Fist Skill routine. Afterward, he sat to the side, took out his phone, and started searching for information about Buci Island on various world maps.

Zhang Ji typed "Buci Island" into the search bar, trying several different spellings, but he still couldn’t find anything related to it.

He hadn’t really expected to find it, anyway. After all, Zhou Hao had consulted several historians without turning up any results.

It was just that Zhang Ji clearly remembered that Buci Island should have already appeared in the game’s initial version. It definitely wasn’t some kind of city dungeon thrown over by a spatio-temporal rift later on.

"But why can’t I find it?" Zhang Ji muttered to himself.

"Buci Island? That must be a transliteration, right? I feel like it means ’Miraculous Island’ in the Mammon language? I think I might know of it..."

The speaker was named Erin Stephens, a new member from the Mammon Country.

She was currently an international student in Lanz, 1.7 meters tall with black hair and green eyes—a typical girl from the Mammon Country.

The Mammon Country was one of the top five nations on Origin Star in terms of national power.

Internationally, it was generally ranked alongside the Guning Country, the Eastern Extreme Country, the Roman Country, and the Xia Yu Country.

When he thought of this country, Zhang Ji’s first thought was of its generous social benefits.

Mammon was a country with extremely abundant mineral resources; even after exporting seventy percent, they still had more than they could use themselves.

The land there was also quite fertile and excellent for farming.

As a result, the standard of living for its people was also relatively high.

The more than three hundred million people living there could be said to have the highest level of happiness on all of Origin Star.

Many people chose to settle down or vacation there.

Incidentally, according to incomplete statistics, the total population of Origin Star was currently around twenty billion.

Zhang Ji had long since sensed Erin walking up behind him, but he paid her no mind. After all, she was like a little mouse and posed no threat to him.

"You know of this place?" Zhang Ji asked, surprised.

"I know a little," Erin said. "Some of the old fishermen in my town used to say that on foggy days, you can sometimes see it. It appears faintly in the mist, but whenever anyone tries to sail a boat over, they can never reach it. Eventually, the fog clears, and it vanishes."

’It matches!’

A flicker of joy sparked in Zhang Ji’s heart.

’That’s right. This is exactly it.’

’Under normal circumstances, the island itself is impossible to land on. You have to obtain an item that dispels the mist before you can set foot on it.’

’And the item to dispel the mist is located in a church in a small town in the Mammon Country.’

’I think it’s a crucifix.’

In his previous life, before he transmigrated, Zhang Ji hadn’t been a player who enjoyed "farming." He had only gotten this information by roughly skimming through a video guide on fast-forward, remembering only fragments of the description. He wasn’t actually clear on the specific details.

He had never obtained the Buci Island personal Ruins Realm himself.

He had owned personal Ruins Realms before, but more often than not, he would just fight his way into an Otherworld and either directly occupy and rule it or just go on a plundering spree.

’Farming on your own is a pain in the ass!’

’How much faster is it to just break into another guild’s base and start looting?’

’But now I’m playing solo, so even if I wanted to rob someone, there’s no one around to rob.’

’So, I have no choice but to reluctantly take up farming myself.’

"Where is your hometown?" Zhang Ji asked.

"Knight Town," Erin replied.

’Why does that sound so familiar?’ Zhang Ji’s expression grew pensive. Then, as if he had suddenly recalled something, he asked, "Is there an old man in your town named Tran Nash?"

"Sect Leader, you know Grandpa Tran? He’s lived in town for a very long time. I’ve heard he has no family or friends, though. He’s also reclusive and never interacts with anyone in town..." Erin said in surprise.

’They’re in the same place?’ Zhang Ji muttered inwardly.

Tran Nash.

One of the Five Saint Kings after the War of the Saint Kings.

A superhuman with the power of Telekinesis.

His ability was developed to an extremely fine degree, allowing him to enter a considerably microscopic Domain. He could use his Spirit to forcefully interfere with matter and energy to cause reactions, not just simply Control objects to smash into people.

In his hands, matter could be instantly accelerated to terrifying speeds. He could even use special techniques to induce fusion, then unleash it as a high-temperature particle beam attack capable of piercing a fighter jet from ten kilometers away.

And that was just one of his techniques.

He could kill a martial artist with a single thought if their Spirit was too weak and their body couldn’t defend against his Telekinesis.

And his ultimate move was even more ridiculous.

It was a Telekinetic area-of-effect attack that disintegrated matter.

Anything hit by it would have its matter directly disintegrated; ordinary materials couldn’t withstand it at all.

The year before the War of the Saint Kings, he was already 593 years old, living out his last years in Knight Town in the Mammon Country, just waiting to die.

It wasn’t until he accidentally met one of his descendants that he suddenly regained his will, broke through to A-rank, and was later forced to officially participate in the War of the Saint Kings after his peaceful life was shattered.

’In other words, the current Tran is still at B-rank, in a state of just waiting to die.’

’Zhang Ji never would have imagined that the Buci Island personal Ruins Realm quest was actually connected to the town where a Saint King was living in seclusion. I clearly fast-forwarded through a bit too much of that guide video...’

’Should I pay him a visit while I’m there?’

Zhang Ji hesitated slightly.

Even though the old man, Tran, had a personality that was considered merciful among the Saint Kings, he was still a Saint King, after all.