Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start

Chapter 438: Chapter 230: This Doesn’t Seem Like... a Kidnapping?

[You have created 1 Source of Life, Experience Value +10000, Extra Experience Value +10000.]

Baiyi continued to create the Source of Life, while Zero moved swiftly. As Mr. Marshall drank the Life Potion, the profiles of various individuals appeared in Baiyi’s mind.

[Fang Chong: Botanist, cultivating Extraordinary Plants in the Capital City, has hybridized numerous Extraordinary Plants for the Federation, possesses the ability to create new materials with a mortal body, currently 121 years old, retired in the Capital City.]

[Lan Feng: Astronomer, can almost 100% predict future climates, abnormal weather, etc., currently 103 years old, retired in the Capital City.]

[Wu Feng: Mechanical Scientist, proposed some exoskeleton devices which were completed by Alchemists, has deep research on machinery, has created various high-strength alloys, currently 108 years old, retired in Beiyuan City.]

[Anand: History.....]

The names of these individuals and their research achievements appeared, making Baiyi envious. The Federation has had too many recent events—reforms, wars, a series of occurrences—leaving them unable to pay attention to the scholars.

Just like Baiyi, if Mr. Marshall had not come to find him, he probably would have forgotten about this elderly man.

Only when scholars bear the Power of Arcane and become a formidable force can the Federation and Baiyi genuinely notice these treasure-like elders.

Marshall’s nearly decayed aura was disappearing, his entire presence became more spirited. Though his skin remained wrinkled and his bones gaunt, he no longer looked as if he might die at any moment.

As the life force within him slowly subsided, Marshall opened his eyes.

Buzz~

A spatial ripple flashed by, revealing a surge of Magic Power around Marshall, and Spiritual Power flowed across the surface of his body.

In an instant, he had acquired longevity and reached the Bronze Tier.

This is understandable, as Arcane Magic is inherently a knowledge-based profession, and these elderly scholars have devoted their lives to studying knowledge.

Arcane Magic seems to be tailor-made for them.

As long as they master the core of Arcane Magic and harness their profound study of a particular domain, simply acquainting themselves with Magic Power and mobilizing Spiritual Power could mean their starting point might be Silver.

This is truly the result of accumulated knowledge yielding success.

Marshall felt the slight power within his body and sensed the restoration of his life. He wanted to express his gratitude but paused his words because Baiyi was currently creating a Source of Life, silently standing guard.

His gratitude had to be conveyed in person—this debt of gratitude is substantial.

”Mr. Marshall, reclaim your position; you shall oversee the Scholar’s Mansion henceforth.” Baiyi said calmly, instructing Zero to begin issuing commands, as the Light Whisper Legion could not be invited due to their unsightly appearance and large presence.

Meanwhile, the Apocalypse Legion had suffered minimal losses, allowing them to still mobilize around seven thousand people.

With the Federation’s population of eight hundred million, there are only twenty-three scholars over a hundred years old, excluding those whose descendants hold official positions.

The remaining twenty scholars would require two thousand people to bring them back.

”Thank you, Lord City Lord. I shall not fail my mission,” Marshall said, bowing deeply, turning with a cane, his cloudy eyes becoming ever brighter—rebirth, the scholars’ rebirth, and Marshall’s rebirth.

Arcane Magic—harnessing the mysteries of knowledge to unleash Magic—a fitting name, a fitting system, a fitting... City Lord.

He walked faster and faster, his steps no longer staggering, space ripples flashing around him, and then this exceedingly aged figure vanished from sight.

Creating potions, Baiyi was somewhat astonished; even a Bronze Lower Tier could traverse space immediately?

Arcane Magic... truly remarkable.

At this moment, under Sifu’s orders, the Apocalypse Legion began to move.

During this war, the Apocalypse Army first suppressed the rebellion, then supported the West City Gate, eliminating external foes, and afterward turned to the East City Gate, participating in this grand war.

Not only did they earn this war’s honor with a 20% casualty rate, but they also underwent a large-scale transformation toward Silver.

Originally composed of Bronze Upper Tier individuals with the strongest potential.

During repeated cuts, those with lesser potential and weaker strength were swiftly absorbed by the Wucheng Army and the Storm Legion, while high-potential, high-strength individuals from both these legions and civilians were first enlisted into the Apocalypse Army.

As of now, the Apocalypse Army comprises eight thousand individuals, with two thousand Silver Lower Tiers, dozens of Silver Middle Tiers, several Silver Upper Tiers, and even members of special races, such as one Dragon Descendant Fighting Master, having reached Level 50.

Currently serving as Vice Corps Commander, he eyes the position of Legion Commander with ambition.

This legion possesses significant potential, and the force deployed in this mission consists of these two thousand Silver individuals, aiming to complete the task as swiftly as possible.

With the Army Supply Office disbursing mission funds, the vicinity of the Teleportation Tower quickly became crowded.

Groups of one hundred Apocalypse Army members were teleported to various Zhong City locations, heading straight to their targets.

For instance, the three Nine-Star Scholars in the Capital City saw three squads holding Dongwu City flags and emblems rushing toward their destination, leaving onlookers baffled.

Is Dongwu City planning something again?

This was their thought as members of each family reported to higher authorities, quietly awaiting orders.

As for obstructing... in this era, who would dare block Baiyi’s people without cause?

Regarding the army... what waves can three hundred people stir in the Capital City?

”Legion Commander... are we perhaps being too arrogant?”

A warrior cautiously asked a Dragon Descendant, knowing full well that this person was only a Vice Corps Commander, but who would add ”Vice” when addressing his position?