Strongest Hammer God

Chapter 645 Farmountain Guild

ʼEasy Peasy!ʼ Kyle thought as he returned to his room in the Array of Stars.

Naturally, Kyle wasnʼt really angered by the people from the Constitution Sect.

He simply wanted to return to his training ground as quickly as possible, and they had given him just the right scenario.

Why not cause a bit of trouble?

Also, their conduct annoyed him a bit.

ʼI mean, I donʼt care how they live. They can do whatever they want, but I donʼt want to be forced to be all respectful and subservient just because someone says so or because itʼs common courtesy. I respect people for their power and what they do, not because of their status.ʼ

ʼAnyway, it seems like they have already assigned me a new Organization, and just as expected, itʼs another Secondary Organization. Luckily, this should be the last one. My job description says I will be sent to up to three Secondary Organizations.ʼ

ʼItʼs probably to give me enough time to advance a level or two. After all, the Primary Organizations will be quite a lot more powerful.ʼ

ʼAlmost nobody fails in the Secondary Organizations. The Primary Organizations are the real danger since they are filled with former Fulfilled Transcendents.ʼ

ʼBut who cares? Itʼs still 70 years until then. I can go wild for quite a long time now, even if it doesnʼt feel that long.ʼ

Kyle quickly summoned his targets again and returned to destroying stuff.

He quickly got back into the groove and started to feel his healthy aggression return.

Whenever he hit the powerful cubes, his entire body took damage, but the damage reduced with subsequent hits.

His body was not growing stronger, but his destructive power still increased somehow.

It was strange.

His physical power didnʼt increase.

He didnʼt learn any new Laws.

The usage of his Complex Law didnʼt change.

Yet, the power of his attacks was still increasing, albeit very slowly.

ʼGuess Iʼm just getting better at smashing stuff. You would think you canʼt refine technique anymore after hitting something for literal decades, but apparently, thatʼs not true.ʼ

Kyle was interested in what exactly was changing about him.

Something had to be different. After all, he was using a certain amount of Energy per swing, and that amount of Energy was not changing.

That could only mean that something was becoming more efficient, generating more destructive power with the same amount of Energy.

ʼI really wanna know whatʼs going on, but I feel like I shouldnʼt look at it. ʼ

ʼIf I look at it, it feels like it would be like looking at how you breathe. Your automatic breathing would stop, and you would have to breathe manually.ʼ

ʼI donʼt want that to happen.ʼ

ʼI think I should just stop analyzing shit and just let everything flow.ʼ

Kyle was reminded of the time he had trained under Bonk.

ʼNo brain.ʼ

ʼJust monkey.ʼ

ʼMonkey smash!ʼ

As Kyle kept destroying stuff, he managed to destroy another three targets he hadnʼt been able to destroy before.

He didnʼt notice it, but the more he smashed shit, the stranger his Biological Energy moved throughout his body.

It seemed to become more complex with every swing, but at the same time, it also seemed to become simpler.

It seemed quite counterintuitive.

Surprisingly, the more Kyle attacked, the less his Complex Law was affecting his body.

The way he had constructed his Complex Law also changed how his Energy moved, and yet, these changes were slowly reverting.

He was attacking more and more like he didnʼt have an Infused Complex Law, but surprisingly, his destructive potential was increasing instead of decreasing.

The changes were quite magical, but Kyle refused to look at them.

He just did what felt right.

”DING!”

”Huh?” Kyle uttered as his communicator released a sound.

He looked down at it and saw that his alarm had gone off.

ʼ70 years are over already? For fuckʼs sake! I hate being in the wagey-cagey!ʼ

ʼWell, back to the office I go.ʼ

Kyle checked the Clusters all over his body and realized something.

ʼHuh… they changed slightly, but not a lot. Iʼm probably not even done with 30% of my Clusters.ʼ

ʼYet, all of the minor Clusters are changing at the same time.ʼ

ʼAm I working on all seven of them at the same time?ʼ

ʼFrom what Iʼve heard, the average time needed to unlock a minor Cluster is about 100 years, but thatʼs the average time for the average Primal.ʼ

ʼTalented Primals need as little as 50 years, while the average for the Disciples of the Array of Stars is 70 years.ʼ

ʼMeanwhile, Iʼve been focusing on unlocking my Clusters for 120 years, and I unlocked nothing.ʼ

ʼGuess Iʼm considered very slow.ʼ

Kyle smirked. ʼAt least, as long as you only look at the surface.ʼ

Kyle chuckled a bit as he left his room.

ʼIʼm just going to keep doing what I always do, and Iʼm sure it will work out.ʼ

ʼIʼll just have to deal with the next Secondary Organization, and then, I can go back to smashing stuff. ʼ

ʼWonder what kind of scheme my new ʼcolleaguesʼ have for me this time.ʼ

Kyle went to the Teleportation Array Formations and quickly chose his destination.

After teleporting, Kyle found himself on a fleshy planet, which reminded him a bit of the home planet of Table Feast.

However, the organization of this fleshy planet was probably stronger since the planet was actually in the Wisdom Fire Realm.

Most likely, this was a Higher Secondary Organization that was very close to becoming a Lower Primary Organization.

In order to become a proper Lower Primary Organization, an organization needed at least three people in the True Wisdom Fire Realm and one person in the False Domain Realm or the Fake Fusion Realm.

As soon as Kyle arrived, he was greeted by a middle-aged man wearing a thick set of armor.

The guy was rather big, and he carried a heavy shield on his back.

”Welcome to the Farmountain Guild,” the man said. ”I am one of the Higher Division Heads, and I am responsible for all of our Primal A-Listers. You may refer to me as Head for our time together.”

ʼHigher Division Head means Core Elder. Primal A-Listers are Primal Core Disciples. Got it,ʼ Kyle thought, remembering the Farmountain Guildʼs terminology.

”Hi, nice to meet you, Iʼm Meteor Hammer,” Kyle said.

The Head nodded. ”You will be one of our Primal A-Listers for our time here. I have high expectations for you. I asked for you so that our A-Listers have a concrete target.”

”They have grown quite arrogant recently, and I want you to show them what it means to be a true talent.”

Kyle grew a bit interested.

This didnʼt sound like the Core Elder was scheming against him, but he still wasnʼt sure whether or not this was a scheme.

”What do you want me to do?” Kyle asked.

”Beat them at which they are best,” the Core Elder said.

”Which is?” Kyle asked.

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