Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods!

Old Flinn shook his head, brushing aside the distracting thoughts from his mind.

These weren't matters he should concern himself with.

A true dragon could never be trapped in a place like this.

Daniel did not belong to this small village.

He belonged to the vast world beyond.

This little village could never hold him.

As Old Flinn packed his belongings, he suddenly noticed something new on the table in Daniel's room.

It was wrapped in cloth.

Upon closer inspection, Old Flinn found that Daniel had left behind a letter, some forging-related items, and… a complete copy of Genesis.

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Sunlight filtered through the forest, scattering faint spots of light on the ground.

Daniel walked along the path.

The shade from the trees kept the sunlight from feeling oppressive, even as it shone above.

Long before dawn, Daniel had already left Tuck Village.

He left behind some items that Old Flinn might find useful, along with instructions on how to break the bloodline curse.

As for whether they'd choose to study Genesis, that was up to them.

In truth, even without Daniel, they would have likely found Genesis eventually.

After all, the magic training manual had already spread far and wide.

Daniel was now headed toward the nearest city from Tuck Village—the one Old Flinn had mentioned, where his senior resided.

Greenstone City, a city that supposedly housed mages.

As Daniel walked, he instinctively began practicing the methods from Genesis.

Mana started gathering within him, flowing throughout his body.

Though his current body still had poor innate talent, it didn't matter.

With his wealth of knowledge from before, Daniel had countless ways to overcome such limitations.

The mana in his body continued to circulate, connecting to the magical circuits within him.

Once he reached roughly Tier-Silver, Daniel stopped to rest briefly, then quickened his pace toward Greenstone City.

After about half an hour, he began noticing signs of activity up ahead.

The sound of hoofbeats rang out from behind him, growing louder by the moment.

A convoy appeared in the distance behind him—about twenty people, a dozen horses, and four carriages.

Three of the carriages were loaded with cargo, while the fourth appeared to carry passengers.

The convoy passed Daniel quickly, but after traveling some distance ahead, it stopped.

As Daniel approached, a young girl stood waiting for him.

"Are you headed to Greenstone City?"

"Yes."

"Look at the sweat on your forehead! Why are you walking instead of riding? With just your legs, you might not make it to Greenstone City before nightfall."

"I just left a small village, and I don't have much money."

"How about this—our lady is also headed to Greenstone City. Why don't you travel with us?"

Hearing this, Daniel immediately understood that the girl in front of him was a maid.@@novelbin@@

At that moment, the curtain of the carriage was drawn back, and a young woman inside glanced at Daniel.

It seemed like an invitation.

Moments later, Daniel was seated inside the carriage.

The interior of the carriage was inscribed with faint magic arrays.

"My name is Veya. May I ask for your name?"

"Daniel."

The woman in the carriage introduced herself.

"And where are you from, Daniel?"

"Riverside City, though I doubt you've heard of it."

Veya thought for a moment but couldn't recall such a place, so she let it go.

"Riverside City… it must be very far away."

"Yes, it is."

At that moment, Daniel still wasn't entirely sure whether this was the Crossbridge World.

After all, if the original founder of Tuck Village had escaped to an entirely different world when fleeing, there was no guarantee that this was still Crossbridge World.

Given how much time had passed—at least a million years, according to the Creator God—anything was possible.

After some time, Daniel pointed to a white, pearl-like object at the top of the carriage and asked:

"What is that?"

Daniel could sense that the faint magic arrays in the carriage seemed to originate from this pearl.

This black pearl appeared to be the central hub for controlling it all.

"You've never seen something like this before?"

"No."

Veya was surprised by Daniel's answer.

"I grew up in a small village, so I'm not familiar with these things."

"That explains it. This is a hub for magic arrays. With it, you can control arrays much more efficiently. Nowadays, you can find these hubs everywhere—from large cities to individual households. They're incredibly convenient."

"And this was created by House Oren."

House Oren?

That family again?

Daniel had to admit, this invention was indeed quite practical.

Listening to Veya's praise for House Oren, Daniel noticed her admiration wasn't far behind Old Flinn's enthusiasm.

At that moment, Daniel began to better understand the reputation of House Oren.

Perhaps the glowing praise in those books wasn't entirely exaggerated—there must be some truth to it.

Still, this renowned forging family was completely unheard of back when Daniel had left the New God Realm.

As the carriage traveled further, a massive city came into view.

This was Greenstone City.

Carriages, mounts, and even massive beasts lined up at the city gates, all waiting to enter. Read the latest on My Virtual Library Empire

The sight gave Daniel a brief sense of disorientation.

"This must be your first time in Greenstone City?" Veya asked.

"Yes, I've never been to a place like this before," Daniel replied.

"Those steel beasts are primarily used for transportation. Their capabilities are thanks to the magic cores created by House Oren. Of course, the cores inside these beasts are far more advanced than the one in this carriage."

"House Oren's magic cores have changed everyone's lives, just like Genesis."

Veya's admiration for House Oren was evident.

Perhaps not quite as fervent as Old Flinn's, but certainly not far behind.

After nearly an hour of waiting, the group finally entered Greenstone City.

"Thank you, Miss Veya, for bringing me to Greenstone City," Daniel said as he prepared to take his leave.

"Daniel, do you have a place to stay?" Veya asked.

Someone coming from a small village for the first time was unlikely to have accommodations.

"I'm planning to go to a place called Velen Forge," Daniel replied.

"Velen Forge?"

Veya seemed to recognize the name and asked, "Are you a blacksmith?"

"Not quite—just hoping to try my luck there."

"In that case, farewell," Veya said, boarding her carriage and leaving.

The name Velen Forge was written on the token Old Flinn had given him.

Daniel still didn't know where it was, but he no longer wanted to travel with Veya.

Inside the carriage, the maid looked at Veya and boldly asked, "Miss, are you really interested in that Tier-Silver rank boy from the countryside? This doesn't seem like a good match."

"Don't be ridiculous," Veya said with a laugh. "I just find him… unusual. There's something about him that's hard to explain."

"What could a Tier-Silver rank person possibly have that's so unusual?" the maid asked, confused.

"I can't quite put it into words. It's a kind of aura—something that calms the mind instantly. It feels like nothing else in the world could disturb you. You wouldn't understand."