After leaving the team, the adventurer ladies regretted it deeply

Chapter 492: 371, fourteenth floor, Labyrinth of Desire of the Succubus King

The setting sun passed through the glass, tiny dust particles dancing in the light.

This female secretary was efficient and decisive, her high heels seeming to bring a breeze that slightly shook the office plants.

The good news Nora brought made Weylon’s smile even richer.

After all, he was only an adventure team leader and couldn’t single-handedly arrange five hundred million Gold Coins.

Specific allocations had to be discussed by the city committee.

Weylon, not good with words, sent his trusted secretary Nora to handle it. Seeing the faint smile on Nora’s red lips, he knew the matter was settled.

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Nora pushed her glasses up again, her speech was rapid and clear, giving off an air of efficiency:

“Based on the discussions by the city committee, the first batch of the Sunrise Fund is set at one hundred million Gold Coins. Initially, fifty million will be specifically invested in the following teams.

They are…

White Dove Adventure Group ten million.

Phoenix Tail Flower Adventure Team ten million.

Ice Flower and Snow Goose Adventure Team five million each.

Valiant Adventure Team three million.

The rest of the Gold Coins will be invested in Rock-level Adventure Teams.”

One hundred million.

It was not a small amount, and Weylon couldn’t help but be secretly amazed that those stingy city committee members were willing to invest such a large sum in adventurers…

The city committee members were all extremely conservative, counting Gold Coins to pass their days, old folks, and Weylon thought they would be generous to put forward fifty million.

It must be because of the Adventurer’s Weekly’s evaluation.

Weylon had watched the newspaper at the earliest opportunity.

White Dove City, four adventurers made it onto Adventurer’s Weekly.

And one person even reached a potential rating of Nine Stars!

This amounted to an official certification, as long as this person continued their training normally, they would definitely step into the Moon Rank!

Just one hour after the release of Adventurer’s Weekly, the adventure team leaders of Red Heart City and South Rock City started their Magic Mirrors and sent their congratulations.

It wouldn’t take many years for White Dove City to be on equal footing with them.

For the first time, Weylon experienced the feeling of being respected. Those city leaders finally stopped looking down on him.

Perhaps it was seeing the potential of adventurers from White Dove City that the old folks at the city committee were willing to put a hundred million into the Sunrise Fund.

Weylon reflected, “I hope this Gold Coin can help them advance to the Sunrise Level faster.”

Nowadays, White Dove City was thriving.

The potential seeds of the White Dove Adventure Group and three other teams began to sprout, bringing a new sunrise to this old city.

A faint smile appeared on Nora’s usually cool face: “Lord, one day, we too can become a major city like Cyan City.”

“A major city… I hope so.” Weylon smiled helplessly.

On this continent, only a World Tree of 25 tiers could qualify as a major city.

And watering the World Tree, increasing its tiers, required an extremely precious resource produced only by the Royal Capital — Dew of the World Tree.@@novelbin@@

Every year, on the first morning, the leaves of the Holy Tree produced golden dewdrops.

Collecting them and refining them with the Fruit of the World Tree would yield Dew of the World Tree.

Its function was to increase the upper limit of tiers of the World Tree’s branches.

The size of official ranks, the scale of the city, the prosperity… all were closely related to the upper limit of the World Tree’s tiers.

Weylon knew what Nora implied. If someday all four adventure teams advanced to the Sunrise Level, White Dove City could obtain a droplet of Dew of the World Tree.

Even if Abner, Lin Da, and others one day left White Dove City, as their place of origin, White Dove City would receive a substantial reward for any new achievements they made in the future.

Every city was an independent investor, investing in a multitude of adventurers.

This time, Weylon placed his bets on Lin Da and the other three.

Weylon, in his fifties, felt his once withered heart beat vigorously again.

If he could see White Dove City enter the top hundred cities in the province, even if he were devoured by a Giant Dragon the next day, he would die without regrets.

If there was anything that could surpass the love of women and wine, it was unquestionably wealth, power, prestige.

“I hope I live to see that day.”

Looking out at the bustling construction scene outside the window, Weylon’s tall frame unconsciously slumped. His early years as an adventurer had damaged his Magic Circuit and left his body with lingering injuries.

Regarding this, Weylon didn’t feel regretful, as after all, the average life expectancy of an adventurer was only fifty years, and he had already surpassed that.

He was just reflective, possibly not going to see the day when White Dove City would be renowned throughout Cangqing Province.

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Meanwhile, hundreds of kilometers away to the south in Red Heart City, in the mansion of The Mandalas.

The study was filled with various weapons and heads of Magical Creatures as trophies, the Temperature Control Magic Circle above buzzed, making the entire room as cold as an ice vault.

The one-eyed red-haired man sat on the sofa, holding a fresh copy of Adventurer’s Weekly.

His eyes scanned over the “Collection of Heroes” section, noting the name Lia, his gaze subtly changed.

The man, nearly two meters tall with red hair tied back in a ponytail, wearing a black trench coat, his rugged hands adorned with multicolored gemstone rings.

On his desk, there was a cup of blood-red hot tea.

To be exact, it was blood, freshly drawn from a slaughtered sheep.

“Father, I think, you should acknowledge her as a member of our family now…

Her Snow Goose Adventure Team, not only advanced to Iron Level, but also received Adventurer’s Weekly’s recognition and an exceptional issuance of [Ice Abyss Training Camp Admission Ticket].

I have a feeling, Lia will become the pride of the Mandala family.”

Dawen stood by the side, bowing his body, and spoke respectfully.