Zhang Menglong and Xiaobai had just left when a group of people arrived deep in the mountain range, wearing uniforms marked with a black cloud, the symbol of the Moyun Empire Royal Family.

"Report to the General, it seems there has been an intense battle here. Based on our preliminary investigation, this should be a Hand of God laboratory."

"We've been searching for them for over twenty years, and to think they were hiding in the Moyun Mountain Range," the leading General said with disdain. "Any other information?"

"Yes. There were a total of 3200 people here, including one who seems to be the head of the laboratory. They are all seriously injured and unconscious, but all the test subjects are dead. Among them, we found the fifth son of the Prime Minister's family."

"These lunatics!" The General said through gritted teeth. "Do we know who did this?"

The Hand of God's laboratory usually has a God-breaking Peak Martial Artist in charge. Some important ones even have Martial Artists at the Void Transformation Realm, along with thousands of Hand of God's combat members. It's not easy to destroy a lab like this. Even for our Moyun Empire's army, it requires significant effort to gain the advantage.

"We don't know. All devices were destroyed thoroughly, and we found no clues. But judging by the power of this person, it's very likely they've reached the Void Transformation Realm."

"You mean it was done by one person?" The General showed a surprised look.

"I think so," the Martial Artist said. "Everyone was thrown outward from a central point, and there was a very clear center of the explosion, suggesting they were besieging one or at most a few people."

"Such strength is rare even in the entire Moyun Empire," the General pondered, "Could it be one of our empire's top ten experts?"

The Moyun Empire has 10 super experts above the Void Transformation Realm level. Some are loyal to the Royal Family, others belong to major families, and a few are loners. But they are all very loyal to the Moyun Empire and sometimes take initiative against threats. It's quite possible this was their work.

"Probably not," the Martial Artist shook his head. "There's been no news that any of the superiors were nearby, and if they were, they would have reported back to you. Most importantly, we found some peculiar items."

"What items? Show them to me?"

"These," the Martial Artist waved, and carefully preserved bags were placed in front of the General. "We found these on site, and they likely do not belong to our Moyun Empire, suggesting the perpetrator might be a foreigner."

"What is this?" The General picked up a plastic bag with the words "Weilong" on it, with an aroma that made him swallow his saliva.

"This seems to be a cup?" He also picked up a used milk tea cup, examining a few uneaten pearls at the bottom. "I've never seen such a thing in the Moyun Empire."

"Forget it!" The General sighed with relief, "Since they've eliminated the Hand of God, they probably aren't an unforgivable villain. If there's a chance, I'd like to make friends with this expert. Draft a report and send it to the capital, inform His Majesty the Emperor about what's happened here."

"Yes!"

...

"Well, this is indeed a high-world, way more prosperous than Haotian Continent!" At this moment, Zhang Menglong had already entered the Moyun Empire, into Tiege City, a key border town and trade center with surrounding countries, rivaling the splendor of the Imperial City.

"This is nothing, the Moyun Empire is just a small dot on the entire Stigma Continent, at best an Eighth Grade Empire!" Xiaobai on Zhang Menglong's shoulder said disdainfully.

"Eighth Grade not enough? Isn't Ninth Grade the highest?"

"On the Stigma Continent, First Grade is the strongest," Xiaobai said, "When I was at my peak, emperors of First Grade Empires would respectfully call me Tiger Lord, kid, you've hit it big this time!"

"Stop the nonsense, or you'll go without a Soul Core tonight, believe it or not?"

Hearing this, Xiaobai immediately fell silent.

"I wonder if my family has any assets here," Zhang Menglong had nothing valuable except those Starstones, which are too precious to use casually, as it might attract jealousy and no one can provide change.

Zhang Menglong had just looted some money from the Hand of God members, one currency called Sacred Silver, and a more valuable one called Sacred Gold, but not much.

According to Xiaobai, this money would only cover a few days' expenses in Tiege City. Who knows if the Hand of God is too poor, or if their members spend all their income each month.

As a foreigner, Zhang Menglong had no identification, but the city's technology is advanced, and getting a temporary ID is easy. After paying a few Sacred Silver, he quickly got a legal identity.

"Kid, where are you planning to go? You seem to have a destination in mind."

"I need to get to Stigma Dragon City," Zhang Menglong said, "I arranged to meet a friend there, do you know where it is?"

"Of course, it's in the Central Province Region, the core of the Stigma Continent. From this backwater place to Stigma Dragon City, you'd need to traverse numerous spatial jumps and cover a lot of ground along the way. Even conservatively, it would take one or two years."

"Damn, is it really that far?" Zhang Menglong was speechless.

"And with the little money you have, you can't even afford the cheapest spatial jump."

"No worries, I have a spaceship!" Zhang Menglong said.

"Come on, your spaceship from a middle-low-level world can't even perform a spatial jump in this world," Xiaobai continued to belittle Zhang Menglong.

"Do you have money?"

"Why would I need money?" Xiaobai rolled his eyes. "I'm a Warcraft, why would I need to pay for things?"

"Damn, I never thought I'd worry about money one day." Zhang Menglong slapped his forehead. He had already checked with his father and found they rarely stayed in the Stigma Continent, and hadn't established any power. Everything might depend on himself.

"Any ways to make money?" Zhang Menglong asked, "I need something quick."

"There is, rob a bank," Xiaobai rubbed his hands excitedly, "You go in, I'll keep watch, and we split the loot fifty-fifty after success!"

"Idiot!" Zhang Menglong glared at him.

"How about finding a rich woman?"

"Is there anything more decent, that isn't disgraceful? Aren't you the claimed know-it-all of the Stigma Continent?"

"You want to earn big money quickly; there's something, but it's very risky. However, if you succeed, it will definitely fill your pockets. Want to try?"

"Risky? I'm least afraid of risk, how do we do it?" Zhang Menglong eagerly asked.

"Hehe," Xiaobai grinned, revealing two fangs, "Death Match Proposal!"