CHAPTER 72: DELIVERY ARRIVED

A week later, checking his progress, Nash couldn’t help but smile.

[Void Saturation: 38% → 65%]

[Muscles: 43.4% — 43.4]

[Bone: 8.5% — 8.5]

[Internal Organs: 7.55% — 7.55]

[Skin: 33% —3.3]

[Blood: 8.7% — 0.87]

[Heart: 29% — 0.29]

[Brain: 21% — 0.21]

[Eye: 505% — 0.5]

[Ear: 150% — 0.15]

[Tongue: 150% — 0.15]

[Nose: 150% — 0.15]

[Runic Program: 1,445 → 1,452/2,322 (red)]

[Muscles (650/650), Bone (206/206), Internal Organs (140/190), Heart (20/100), Brain (130/860), Sight (126/126), Touch (58/60), Hearing (38/40), Smell (38/40), Taste (36/50)]

In just a week, his progress jumped from 38% to 65%.

This week was more productive than the past three months he’d spent in the Dark Plane.

To this, he had to thank that musclehead, William.

With the Sun Bow, his hunting efficiency multiplied several times.

Even the dark beasts in the Silver Forest couldn’t keep up with his pace, forcing him to move into multiple danger zones.

Unfortunately, compared to the Silver Forest, the yield from other places wasn’t as rewarding.

Otherwise, at the speed he was hunting, reaching 100% saturation rate within a week wouldn’t have been a dream.

In his frantic hunt this week, complaints started rising among the void warriors in the Lantern Shelter.

Rumors even spread that a 5-star void warrior had arrived in the shelter to bully them.

Lantern Shelter was only a 1 to 3-star beginner zone. With a high-ranking master in the area, the sharp drop in dark beast numbers was expected.

Fortunately, Nash kept a low profile. Otherwise, he would’ve faced the collective condemnation of thousands of void warriors.

Meanwhile, looking at his Eye Saturation Rate, he felt even more pleased.

Thanks to the Crimson Eye Astral Art and over 25,000 merits, his eye saturation rate had soared past 500%.

Unfortunately, after crossing his eye saturation rate reached 300%, its progress had slowed to a crawl.

Otherwise, over 25,000 merits were enough to raise it to at least 700% void saturation.

The same went for his other senses: Ear, Tongue, and Nose.

Without a specialized astral art, 150% saturation rate was the limit, increasing their percentages any further was no longer feasible.

To this, Nash could only sigh.

It was already a blessing that the Crimson Eye Astral Art could push his senses past the 100% saturation limit. Asking for more would be greedy of him.

This week, after teaching William for three hours a day, Nash’s account also swelled.

From just a few hundred void crystals, it shot up to 200,000 void crystals.

Although still incomparable to Earth’s mining capability, which produced over a hundred million void crystals annually, for an individual, it was already exceptional.

In a year, Nash could earn about 3.6 million void crystals!

Admiring his steady progress over the week, Nash prepared to return to his virtual dark pod when his intercom suddenly rang.

"Who is it?"

"Is this Nash Navre?" a neutral voice asked on the other side.

"Yes, what is it?"

"This is a call from the Earth Horizon Alliance Headquarters. A delivery from the Nova Military Academy has arrived under your name."

"It arrived already?" Nash let out a sigh of relief.

He expected the delivery to arrive within a few days, but since a week had passed, he thought the Earth Horizon Alliance might have already eaten it up.

"Yes, you are to pick it up from headquarters as soon as possible."

"Can it be delivered? I’ll pay." Nash frowned, sensing the urgency in the caller’s tone.

"No. The courier has strict orders that only you can pick it up."

"So that’s it," Nash nodded in understanding.

It seemed Camilla had thought everything through.

This courier must have connections to the Nova Military Academy, otherwise the Earth Horizon Alliance would have quietly claimed the delivery.

As for why it couldn’t be delivered directly to him, it was likely because of the sanctions from the Earth Horizon Alliance.

After all, no matter how powerful a dragon was, it still had to give respect to the local snakes.

"I’ll go right now. Is there anything else?"

"Yes. According to Commander Abner, a report on the current situation of the Eastdam City is also required. Please prepare for it."

"I got it."

Hanging up the intercom, Nash began to prepare.

Since a report was also needed, he quickly called Hector, Amber, and Emily to compile all the recent progress in the Eastdam State.

He didn’t forget to inform William, telling him that he wouldn’t be able to head to the Dark Plane today.

"What about the training session later? Can you still go?" William asked, a little disappointed.

Hunting with Nash wasn’t just a way for William to build experience; it also meant good food.

Although Nash no longer cooked grand feasts like before, even a meal or two was enough to satisfy William’s tongue.

Hearing Nash skip out for the day naturally left him disappointed.

"Don’t worry," Nash grinned. "I might forget everything else, but never our training sessions."

If Nash could casually let go of the income he made in the Dark Plane, then it’d be impossible for him to pass up the 30,000 void crystals he earned from training William.

Even if a Void Commander tried to threaten him, he’d only run and hide.

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After wrapping up his preparations, Nash boarded an official train headed for Atral State.

"Captain, are you sure you’ll be okay alone?" Hector and the others asked in concern.

Even though they trusted Nash’s strength, heading to an enemy base was still dangerous.

"Don’t worry. Nothing should happen to me," Nash reassured them. "You guys, on the other hand, make sure you stay safe while I’m gone."

With the unknown courier on his side and his little connection with Trish, Nash shouldn’t face any life-threatening problems.

"Then be careful, Captain! Have a safe return!"

After bidding them farewell, Nash boarded the official train as it sped toward Atral State.

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A few hours later, after a smooth and speedy travel, Nash arrived in the Atral State capital, Atral City.

"It’s still the same as before..."

Looking over the ever-bustling city, Nash couldn’t help but feel nostalgic.

After spending five years here, he could recognize every mall, hotel, road, bridge, every building like the back of his hand.

"Chancellor Nash, you’re here! Please allow us to escort you to the headquarters!" The escorts greeted him as soon as he arrived.

After all, Nash wasn’t just an ordinary squad captain or an Earth Horizon Alliance member.

He was also a state chancellor.

Being met with this kind of courtesy, from official train to personal escort, was nothing unusual.

Boarding the escort vehicle, Nash quietly took a deep breath, preparing for what was coming next.