Novel Full Chapter 4110: The First Leader! I
Chapter 4110: The First Leader! I
She paused, her tone growing more serious.
"The Verdant Eternia Tribe...I don’t remember much about them. But taking their Drop of Everything would mean they cannot harm you, and you cannot harm them. Such a thing would carry on permanently as if lets say you were to meet Early Creatures from the Verdant Eternia Tribe in your current age, which would be countless epochs and eons from now, neither they or you would be able to harm each other."
...!
Khor said such words as Noah’s eyes became stern, but his eyes remained luminous!
He looked at the Drop floating before him, then decisively opened his mouth and swallowed it.
It was fucking 1 Trillion in Complexity and Purity. He was swallowing it!
HUUM!
The sensation defied description. It wasn’t taste or temperature or texture but something more fundamental....like swallowing a small Folds that immediately began unpacking itself throughout his existence.
It tasted like glory. It smelled like Quintessence! And it burned with fierce glory.
|Drop of Everything Consumed|
|First personal Everything consumption detected!|
|Principle of Perpetual Harvest recognizing MONUMENTAL effort|
|Rewards calculating...|
|Base gain from Drop: +1,000,000,000,000 Complexity|
|Base gain from Drop: +1,000,000,000,000 Purity|
|First consumption bonus: +250,000,000,000 to each|
|Perpetual Harvest pulses even further as it sits at 2% and increases the gains!|
|Final gains:|
|Complexity: +1,500,000,000,000(1.5 Trillion)|
|Purity: +1,500,000,000,000(1.5 Trillion)|
He almost wanted to bellow and scream!
It was like brilliant fire coursed through him as the waves of complexity and purity painted his Atlas, His Towers of Osmont, his Heart, and everything else as everything...began to exponentially scale upwards.
|Verdant Eternia Tribal Binding: ACTIVE|
|You cannot harm tribe members|
|Tribe members cannot harm you|
|Access to tribal resources: GRANTED|
|Tribal marking manifesting...|
The Drop spread through his existence like liquid starlight, touching every aspect of his being.
Joy flooded through him...not artificial happiness but the simple pleasure of becoming more!
His first thought after the sensation settled was calculating: just how many of these Drops could he take from here?
Beside him, Ozymandias consumed his Drop with mechanical efficiency.
|Ozymandias - Drop of Everything consumed|
|Pure existence consuming pure Everything|
|Conversion at maximum efficiency|
|Purity gained: +2,000,000,000,000|
|Tribal binding established through shared existence|
...!
On both their foreheads, a verdant teardrop marking appeared...emerald green that shifted through every shade of life.
Noah noticed the same marking on Vex’thul’s massive forehead, though his contained additional patterns suggesting rank or achievement.
"Okay, Little Things Os and Ozy," Vex’thul said with satisfaction, "welcome to the Verdant Eternia Tribe. Come, let us see what tasks can be given to weak things like you..."
The casual dismissal of their power should have been insulting, but in context, it was simply accurate.
They were weak by the standards of beings who treated reality as suggestion. The question was how quickly that could change.
As they walked deeper into the village, Noah’s mind raced with possibilities. He had just gained 1.5 trillion in both Complexity and Purity from a single Drop...something given casually as an entrance fee. If this was their currency, their casual trade, what other treasures did this village hold?
The structures grew larger and more complex as they proceeded.
What had looked like simple stone age construction from afar revealed itself as incredibly sophisticated...buildings that existed in multiple dimensions simultaneously, forges where concepts were given physical form!
Early Creatures of various forms moved through the spaces. Some humanoid like Vex’thul, others abstract geometries that somehow radiated personality, a few that seemed to be living ideas that had decided to try having bodies.
All bore the verdant teardrop marking, all radiated power that made Noah’s trillion-level complexity feel quaint.
"The livestock pens are there," Vex’thul pointed to an area where creatures that would be apocalyptic threats in Noah’s era were casually grazing. "The youngling training grounds are there- you’re probably too weak to survive their play, so avoid that area."
Each casual revelation painted a picture of civilization that would terrify even Living Existences of his current age!
"The Drops of Everything are distributed daily at the Everflow," Vex’thul continued. "Though with your limited capacity, more than one per day would probably cause problems for you. The Tribe Elders might find use for you...they always need subjects for testing new Everything combinations."
...!
Oh.
Subjects?
The glory and loot that had provided itself so far faded as the reminder came that in these Grounds, the mortality rate was unfathomably high!
The implications were also astonishing regarding the experiements. Daily distribution of Drops worth trillions in advancement. Elders experimenting with Everything combinations. A society where power was so abundant it was given away as daily rations.
Noah had found exactly what he needed...a place where twenty hours could transform him completely.
The question was whether he could survive the transformation!
As Vex’thul led them through the village’s main thoroughfare, the atmosphere suddenly shifted.
Temperature spiked without warning, and Noah felt his existence begin to burn...not his body, but the fundamental fact of his being.
A figure approached that redefined beauty through terror. Her obsidian skin seemed to drink light, while pure white flames danced around her form in patterns that suggested consciousness.
Each step she took left crystallized fire in the ground that would burn for eons.
|WARNING: Atmospheric damage detected|
|Early Creature’s passive aura causing existential combustion|
|Persevering requires IMMENSE effort|
|Survival attempt recognized by Perpetual Harvest|
|Effort reward calculated:|
|Complexity gained: +10,000,000,000 for every second of perseverance|
|Purity gained: +10,000,000,000 for every second of perseverance|
...!
Oh?!
Noah gritted his teeth against the sensation of slowly ceasing to exist. How was this not considered harm? The tribal binding should have prevented-
"Sear’ya," Vex’thul called out with mild reproach, "if you don’t control your aura, you may just burn the new entrants."
The female Early Creature looked down at them with eyes that contained supernovas as she titled her head.
Her animal clothing seem royal and ancient at the same time as her hair danced crimson gold, and her voice was like a sharp blade of existence!
"None here can harm each other. Before any permanent damage occurs, my flames would automatically be reigned in."
As if demonstrating, her white flames swirled and retracted into her body, the temperature dropping from existentially lethal to merely uncomfortably warm.
She studied Noah and Ozymandias with obvious disdain. "Are all newly born Creatures becoming this weak now? They can barely withstand even ambient temperature."
...!