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Published at 23rd of April 2024 07:34:29 AM


Chapter 234: Tying Up Loose Ends

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Chapter 234: Tying Up Loose Ends

The round-up was easy.

After the three wardens were defeated, including the late D-Grade centaur, the remaining guards surrendered. Their numbers had already been halved by Brock and the prisoners, anyway.

Brocks greatest injury from the fight was a deep purple bruise on his shoulder, caused by a guards mace. That guard survived the battle, only to receive a long, hard glare from Jack, which probably convinced him to start a more peaceful life in another part of the galaxy, if he made it out of here alive.

There was also a group of low D-Grade officials from the Exploding Sun who came to see what was going on. Seeing that the battle was already over, they left quickly.

That left Jack, Brock, the prisoners, and the guards.

I have many questions, Jack said after rounding up everyone, and I hope you will all answer them.

Yes, sir! the guards and prisoners replied, each struggling to seem more helpful than the previous person.

First of all, what are you doing here?

A cacophony of voices rammed into his ears as everyone started speaking together.

Silence! Jack ordered. Everyone shut up. You, with the red sword. Step forward and explain what is going on.

Yes, siiir.

The person hed pointed to was the only surviving peak E-Grade guard of the Animal Kingdom. He resembled a bipedal goat and spoke with a slight bleating.

Goatee, Level 124 (E-Grade)

Faction: Animal Kingdom (B-Grade)

The Animal Kingdom has a looot of enemies. We were tasked with traveling to the far side of the Exploding Sun constellation to pick up a captured group of criminals, then deliver them to Hell. We were currently on our way back.

And what have these criminals done?

The goatman hesitated for a moment. They were space pirates in our constellation, sir.

Bullshit! shouted one of the former prisoners, a heavily muscled woman with iron gauntlets. With all due respect, sir, we are not pirates. Were revolutionaries. We only attacked ships of the Animal Kingdom. Down with their tyranny! Down with their oppression! We are the Iron Bodies, and we will die saving the constellation!

The rest of the former prisoners, with the exception of Vanderdecken, cheered.

Jack massaged the ridge of his nose. Are you also part of their crew, Vanderdecken?

Uh, no, the man replied. The Animal Kingdom just randomly found me in this constellation, and they picked me up after seeing my planet of origin.

Then, what were you doing here?

Vanderdecken smiled widely. I joined a talent show on planet Elzin! he replied proudly, then raised three fingers. I even got third place, dude!

Jack closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then reopened. Thats great. Im happy for you.

I know, right? Im gonna be a rockstar!

But the Dao of Metal

Its a figure of speech, dude. He raised both his pinkies and index fingers. I will have my concerts, but I remain loyal to THE DEVIL! He also struck a chord on his guitar to emphasize his words.

The space revolutionaries looked at him oddly. You can join us if you want, said their leader.

I appreciate the offer, but no thanks. I am loyal to THE

We get it, we get it, Vanderdecken, Jack interrupted him before this turned into an impromptu concert. He then turned back to the goatee guardwho happened to sport the appropriate facial hair. Is what theyre saying true? Did they only attack Animal Kingdom starships?

We dont have all the data, sir the guard said. After receiving Jacks glare, he quickly added, but it is possible.

Okay. Then, heres what were going to do.

Jack paused there to make sure he was making the right call. On one hand, the Animal Kingdom was his enemy. On the other, these guards were his prisoners of war now. He couldnt just kill them offbe it in accordance with the Star Pact or the Geneva Convention.

Finally, he made sure he had everything in order. Space revolutionaries, he said. I am also an enemy of the Animal Kingdom. I respect your actions. You can take your stuff and go be free, or revolutionaries again, or whatever you prefer.

Thank you, sir. Their leader, the iron-gauntleted woman, stepped forward and placed both hands over her heart. You saved our lives. We will engrave this kindness in our heart, and use it to hit the space tyrants even harder.

It was just in passing. Dont worry about it.

The woman nodded respectfully and stepped back in line.

Guards, Jack continued, you are my prisoners of war, so I cannot just kill you off. At the same time, you seriously mistreated your prisoners before, so I consider you to have committed war crimes. You will wear the System-limiting manacles and be in the custody of the revolutionaries, who will decide your punishment in accordance with morality and galactic law.

This is where our paths diverge, Vanderdecken. Ill be out of town for a bit, but you should be fine here. There are plenty of E-Grades around, Jack said after they exited the teleportation building. Send my greetings to everyone on Earth, okay? And let them know to hang on. I will be back before the grace period is up, and I will conquer Earth for us. Even if not with my own strength, Ill definitely find a way. Okay?

The mans eyes shimmered with unformed tears. You got it, dude! he said, rushing in for a hug. Go become great!

I will, Vanderdecken, Jack replied, holding the others back. I will.

As he watched the bard walk away, the weight of his entire planet had never been heavier on Jacks shoulders. Only now did he truly feel the responsibility he bore, as well as how far away from home he was.

He was lost in space, all alone.

Brock grabbed his shoulder. Jack turned, smiling at the sight of the short brorilla, who barely reached Jacks chest by now, reaching up to there. Right, he said. Im not alone. I never will be, because I have my brother.

Brock nodded, smiling. Bro.

Bro.

They settled down in a distant mountain range, where Jack could cultivate and test his powers as needed. Every time he did, they quickly changed locations, just in case there were more bounty hunters on the loose.

He also allocated his new status points. He had leveled up seven times after defeating the centaur warden and Torm. Since every level in the D-Grade gave ten stat pointscompared to two in the F-Grade and five in the E-Gradethis amounted to seventy points in total.

Once upon a time, it would have been an extraordinary amount. Now, it was just an everyday occurrence.

Still maintaining the 8-1-1 distribution that Master Shol had suggested, Jack put all the points into Physical. He then admired his status screen.

Name: Jack Rust

Species: Human, Earth-387

Faction: Bare Fist Brotherhood (D)

Grade: D

Class: Cosmic Fist (King)

Level: 139

Strength: 775

Dexterity: 725

Constitution: 745

Mental: 120

Will: 190

Dao Skills: Meteor Punch III, Iron Fist Style II, Neutron Star Body II, Brutalizing Aura II, Space Walk I

Daos: Dao Tree of the Fist, Dao Root of Indomitable Will (fused), Dao Root of Life (fused), Dao Root of Power (fused), Dao Root of Weakness (fused)

Titles: Planetary Frontrunner (10), Planetary Torchbearer (1), Ninth Ring Conqueror, Planetary Leader (1)

Killing things is still much faster than cultivating, huh

One battle had saved him weeks, if not months of effort. He needed that to reach his goal. All he feared was the path it signified

War, he thought, gaze hardening. To save my planetthe Animal Kingdom must suffer. And so they will.

But first, he had to visit the Exploding Sun. As much as he wanted to defeat the planetary overseer with his own power, he wasnt selfish enough to ignore more reliable ways of saving Earth.

Plus, he looked forward to meeting Master Shol again.

I wonder if he still qualifies to be my master, Jack thought, smirking. Were in the same Grade now. How will he react when he sees that? Hehe.

After cultivating for a day and gaining no more levels, the buzzer finally began to glow and hum. Jack and Brock returned to the teleportation town and waited in line. An hour later, it was their turn to stand before the teleporter.

Name, faction, and destination, said the guard, while a low D-Grade stared at Jack discreetly from the side.

Jack Rust. Bare Fist Brotherhood. Exploding Sun headquarters.

The guard and the D-Grade exchanged a subtle look. Both nodded. The teleportation fee is ten thousand credits per person, please, said the guard, extending a credit card.

Jack raised a brow at the sizable fee but said nothing. He touched his card to the guards, willed the twenty thousand transfer, and stepped in the teleporter with Brock.

Due to some function of the teleporter, only a single destination appeared before Jacks eyes: Field Nebula.

What a name, he thought, grinning, and chose it. Space lurched under his feetand, a few moments later, he finally arrived at the Exploding Sun.This chapter's initial release occurred on the n0vell--Bjjn site.




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