Chapter 450 212: Preparing to Leave

Li Ziyu's mind spun with possibilities. He looked at Batubohe and asked, "Brother Batu, besides the Central Zone, are there any other... interesting places where I can gather resources?"

Batubohe thought seriously for a moment, then nodded. "Actually, yes. Some Lords have told me that in these remote Wastelands, there are many regions in a constant state of war, not peaceful at all. In places like that, you can do whatever you want."

Li Ziyu's eyes lit up. He sat up and said, "Brother Batu, do you know of any such places?"

Batubohe shook his head and sighed. "I only know that such places exist. As for their locations or coordinates, I have no idea. It's hard to get your bearings in the Desolate Land of Death. You often get lost just by walking around. By the time you get out, you have no clue where you are. Otherwise, I wouldn't have ended up over here."

Since such places existed, Li Ziyu knew what he had to do. A place like that was exactly what he wanted. 'I'm not going there to wage war, I'm going as a savior. Yes, that sounds good.'

'Look at them, fighting day in and day out. How unsightly. Once I get there, I'll just beat up anyone who doesn't listen. Perfectly reasonable, right? Then I'll have corpses, I'll have Soul Energy, and I can even conscript a bunch of Natives. It's perfect!'

As for getting lost easily in the Desolate Land of Death, Li Ziyu had a solution. 'Just drop some coordinate markers. What's so hard about that? The Soul Base Stations will work perfectly as beacons. I've already tested it. How else would I have found the way to the Central Zone?'

"Wait a minute, Brother Li," Batubohe asked, his eyes wide. "Why do you look so excited? You're not actually planning to search for a region like that in the Desolate Land of Death, are you?"

That was the Desolate Land of Death! Even Lords didn't like to stay there for long periods.

Li Ziyu gave a thumbs-up. "Don't worry, I have a way to handle it! Once I find a place, Brother Batu, you can come with me. We'll conquer the world together, and I'll make sure you get your share of the resources."

Batubohe was completely stunned. 'Is he really that confident?'

However, since Li Ziyu had said so, he was willing to believe him. He nodded forcefully. "If you can really find a region like that, then I don't mind joining you for the ride!"

A chaotic region like that was perfect for gathering resources. Batubohe was willing to take the risk. Besides, they had a Mobile Fortress. Worst case scenario, they could just run. 'I'm a Lord from the Central Zone. What's there to be afraid of?'

"Alright, leave it to me!"

After finalizing the plan with Batubohe, Li Ziyu summoned Liu Xingxing and Zhang Peng. He told them about his idea and instructed them to manage the territory well, as it was their foundation. Naturally, they both agreed.

He didn't know how long this trip to find other Wasteland regions would take, and Li Ziyu was worried about problems arising in his absence. He decided to make an example of someone before he left to intimidate any Tribes with treacherous thoughts. At the very least, it would stop them from getting too audacious while he was gone. It was also a good chance to farm some Soul Energy, since building Soul Base Stations consumed it.

The target for this display of power was easy to choose: one of the Tribes from the three "malignant tumor" Races. Li Ziyu picked a Headhunter Tribe with a population of thirty to forty thousand and charged straight at them with his Mobile Fortress.

This wasn't a battle between equals. It was a complete rout. Li Ziyu had never liked the Headhunter Race to begin with. Besides, this Tribe had used its large population to bully the surrounding Tribes relentlessly. Even after the Alliance Army's defeat, they hadn't quieted down and were still plotting to reclaim their former status.

Li Ziyu didn't hold back. He ordered their complete annihilation, exterminating the Tribe. Not a single one was left alive.

Harvesting nearly three million Soul Energy, Li Ziyu was quite satisfied. The display of power had achieved its desired effect. Those Tribes that harbored treacherous thoughts obediently tucked away their little schemes.

Before leaving, Li Ziyu gave further instructions to Liu Xingxing and Zhang Peng. If any of the "malignant tumor" Race's Tribes made a move, they could join forces with Batubohe and annihilate them directly. They didn't need to show any courtesy. The corpses were to be left for him, but the other resources could be split sixty-forty.

Naturally, Batubohe had no objections to this arrangement. A war of extermination yielded massive amounts of resources. Even a sixty-forty split was very substantial. Besides, for him, a Tribe like one of the "malignant tumor" Races was no big deal—he could wipe them out with a flick of his wrist. It was basically free resources, so what was there to be dissatisfied about?