As soon as the thought of the Small World emerged in his mind, he paused suddenly.

Small World?!

The creatures of Monster World cannot be controlled, so is it possible to transfer the consciousness of the Small World's creatures into the bodies of Purple Tide Soldiers and Insect Tide Soldiers to make them fight for me?

Let's give it a try!

With this idea, the Lord of Jile became instantly excited.

But before recruiting creatures from the Small World, two problems must be solved.

The first problem is how to transfer them.

His idea was to consume the Power of Extreme Joy to create a consciousness transfer station located inside the Jile Hall.

The second problem is how to retrieve the consciousness of dead creatures from the Small World and return it to the Small World.

After pondering for a long time, the Lord of Jile shared his thoughts with the Evil Language beside him.

The Evil Language remained silent with a heavy expression for a long time before speaking:

"My lord, why bother retrieving them? If they die, just transfer new lives over."

Lord of Jile:...

"Only those who are undying can charge fearlessly like players. If they can die, it means they will think of fleeing first in the face of war. What use do I have for cowardly warriors?"

The Evil Language suddenly nodded in understanding:

"Perhaps we can recruit a small number first to test the effectiveness, during which I will guide the consciousness of dead Small World creatures, and then consider how to protect and guide the consciousness of the dead soldiers."

"Alright, let's do as you say." After these words, the Lord of Jile paused briefly and then continued:

"I don't know how the Small World has developed over the years we were gone. Follow me back to the Small World and have a look."

...

Jile World.

A teleportation vortex appeared in the sky, and two figures descended upon the Small World.

This is a world fifteen times larger than Earth.

Upon arriving in the Small World, the two figures began to survey the strength of the creatures in this world.

But what disappointed the Lord of Jile was that the Hometown World seemed to have severely weakened after they departed, and the life strength of newborn creatures was pitifully weak.

Especially the spiritual strength, it was simply unbearable to look at.

Wandering among the towering buildings, the Lord of Jile felt displeased.

The Evil Language said nothing, and his perception continued to scan the surroundings.

Before long, the Lord of Jile landed in front of a bookstore.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a breeze swept through, causing all the books in the bookstore to open automatically, and the words danced like elves.

The Lord of Jile read the words on the books, from political news to the diverse aspects of life, from sports events to literary reviews, gaining a more detailed understanding of this world's values and social rules.

Then, his gaze shifted to the television that's currently on.

With a mere thought, the TV channels switched frantically, uncontrollably.

After gaining initial understanding, he walked straight into the bookstore, heading for the counter, and reached out towards the computer.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" The bookstore owner suddenly stood up, the massive head resembling that of a crocodile appeared somewhat menacing.

Bang!

The Evil Language merely glared, and the bookstore owner's head instantly exploded.

The surroundings erupted with screams, but the Lord of Jile didn't even bother to glance, heading straight to the counter's computer.

As his consciousness contacted the computer, the web pages opened automatically, continuously jumping, with a flood of information pouring in like a tidal wave.

Through the sharing, discussions, and opinions expressed by the Hometown World's lives on the internet, he delved deeply into the current state of this world.

From this information, he learned that the Hometown World had undergone tremendous changes after he left.

According to historical records, after the Jile Clan departed, the Hometown World ushered in a long World Master's war.

Amidst division and unity, history advanced rapidly.

New technologies were born during this period, and the construction of the Combat System took a different path from the one he remembered.

Until the Advent Era came, and the wars reignited.

In this era, three forces descended upon the Hometown World, and one of them, called the Zero Mechanism Tribe, brought technology that led the world's development.

But not long after this force arrived, it was eliminated by the various forces of the Hometown World, yet the technological data they carried shaped the world into what it is now.

The massive stream of information continued.

Game?

When the Lord of Jile saw information related to virtual games, he was initially stunned, then a smile appeared on his face.

"Interesting."

"My lord, did you discover something?" the Evil Language curiously asked.

The Lord of Jile didn't answer, instead turning to look at the enforcement forces that had already surrounded the bookstore.

Faced with the enforcers' loud calls, urging those inside to surrender, the Evil Language beside the Lord of Jile grinned hideously, glancing sharply towards the outside of the bookstore.

A mental shock wave swept instantly ahead, causing all lives to have their heads explode and die.

"What are you doing?"

"My lord, they looked at you without respect, they deserved to die."

The Lord of Jile did not delve into this matter:

"Evil Language, stay in this world, I have a task for you."

"My lord, please speak."

"I need you to control the management of this company called Black Iron Game Company." With these words, a book flew from the shelf, stopping in front of Evil Language after automatically flipping, pausing at the introduction about the Black Iron Company.

"Understood." Evil Language nodded without questioning the reason.

"Don't kill." The Lord of Jile specifically reminded him.

"Understood."

Seemingly still uneasy, the Lord of Jile continued:

"From now on, refrain from killing in the Hometown World, not a single one. They will all be useful."

"Understood." Evil Language nodded again.

...

Before long, the Lord of Jile returned to the Jile Hall.

This expedition consumed a considerable amount of the Power of Extreme Joy, but the gains were substantial.

The game concept of the Hometown World revealed a potentially viable solution to him.

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