Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast

Chapter 731: Chapter 325 Myth of the World-Devouring, Three Suns (Thanks to the Great Sun and Moon in the Pot)_2

“Student Clark, tonight, you must not return until you’re drunk.”

Facing the enthusiastic greetings from these people, Jack Clark couldn’t help but smile, nodding continuously and responding modestly.

At the same time, he noticed that Eddy Keller and Damon Lopes were surrounded by a large group of people offering toasts, shouting continuously to have a drink with the Federal Genius.

Soon, Jack Clark took a seat at Justin Welan’s table.

As Jack Clark sat down, Jane Aiken, who was sitting to his right, pushed her bowl and chopsticks in front of him.

“Thank you,” Jack Clark said politely as he took them. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“No need to be polite, they were saved for you,” Jane Aiken continued eating intently, as the food tasted very good today and she was eating non-stop, getting oil all around her mouth.

Justin Welan explained, “After you left earlier, General Bland said to celebrate your breakthrough to the Eight Layer by organizing this street banquet for everyone.”

Eh… Are you sure it’s to celebrate our breakthrough to the Eight Layer? Jack Clark looked around at the soldiers who were loudly calling for toasts and eating meat, feeling somewhat skeptical.

It seemed to him like these folks were just looking for an excuse to have a good time; otherwise, they had started feasting even in the absence of the genius himself.

Just as Jack Clark was about to start eating, Justin Welan suddenly asked, “Jack, you’re about to enter the mythical world, right? Do you have any idea where you’re going?”

Instantly, several others at the table turned to look at him curiously.

Jack Clark shook his head, “Not so soon. I need to go into closed-door cultivation for a few days to sort out my Martial Arts, then I’ll prepare to report to the Expedition Division of the Seventh Corps.”

“Expedition Division? I thought you would go to the Frontline Battlefield,” Carol Koch said, surprised from across the table.

Denny Rhodes nodded, “Indeed, I also thought Jack Clark would go directly to the Frontline Battlefield.”

In the relic, Jack Clark already demonstrated his dominant fighting power, slaughtering peers like slaughtering dogs. His breakthrough to the Eight Layer Heaven was even more impressive, with continuous extraordinary phenomena.

With his current strength, he might be invincible among the Eight Layer Heaven, even though he is only at the early stage of Eight Layer.

Such strength makes him a strong man on the Frontline Battlefield, capable of dominating a local small battlefield.

Jack Clark shook his head, “I was planning to go to the Frontline Battlefield as well, but Larry Throne and the others suggested I go to the Expedition Division first to gain experience and get used to the mythical world.”

“Then, after I break through to the Ninth Heavens, I’ll go there.”

“Actually, that’s the correct approach.”

From across the table, Mandy Lewis said with a gentle tone, “Jack, your talent is exceptional, and your cultivation level will continue to rise rapidly. There’s no need to rush to the Frontline Battlefield so soon.”

“That place is full of uncertainties, and you might even get ambushed by a Demon King Level Strong man.”

To speak ill, a genius who dies is no longer a genius, and no one will remember how monstrous you once were.”

Betty Leinster nodded, “Miss Karen is right.”

Mildly, Crystal Lewis added, “I’ve heard that the Expedition Division is not without danger. Though it may not seem as fierce as the Frontline Battlefield, many pioneers go missing there every year.”

Howard Lambert commented in a grave tone, “That’s normal as it’s the mythical world after all; with infinite resources, dangers lurk everywhere.”

Justin Welan showed a look of regret, “What a pity, my brother told me to wait until I break through to Sixth-level Heaven before entering. I can’t go with you, Jack.”

Suddenly, Howard Lambert said, “I’m planning to head there in a couple of days, to join the Expedition Division, but I’ll be going to the Eighth Army Corps. I’ve heard that the surroundings there are somewhat more stable.”

Justin Welan was immediately surprised, “…You’re worried about danger too, Howard?”

Howard Lambert retorted, “Of course. The Cultivation Methods I practice are about growing through combat, not seeking death.”

After some thought, Jane Aiken said, “I’m planning to continue my closed-door cultivation here, refining my Martial Arts and my Self-created Secret Manual, aiming to break through to the Seventh Layer Heaven sooner.”

“My father also told us not to rush and to enter after we break through to Sixth-level Heaven,” Crystal Lewis remarked.

“I’m planning to take the train the day after tomorrow, entering the mythical world alongside Denny Rhodes.”

“The day after tomorrow? Senior sister, aren’t you going back for the school’s graduation ceremony?” Jack Clark asked, somewhat surprised.

“No, I want to join the army as soon as possible to gain experience. I aim to break through to the Seventh Layer before the end of the year. Otherwise, by the time Junior Clark breaks through to king level, I might still be in the Sixth-level Heaven.”

Jack Clark laughed, “Senior sister is joking. I don’t think I’ll break through that quickly.”

At this moment, from a few tables away, Eddy Keller stood up, laughing heartily as he looked over, “Haha… Carney, come on, come over for a drink.”

The handsome Carney Turner twitched the corner of his mouth, “…No need.”

He didn’t want to be seen with someone who liked to show off forcibly, otherwise people might think they were both fools.

Then, Sheehan Bland with a scar on his cheek came over, speaking frankly, “Student Clark, taking advantage of today, I definitely want to have a few good drinks with you.”

“Otherwise, by the next time we meet, you might already be a King-level strong man.”

Smiling, Jack Clark stood up, “General Bland is too generous. It ought to be me toasting everyone. If it weren’t for you fighting on the frontlines, us students wouldn’t be able to cultivate peacefully in the rear.”

“Jack is right.”

Justin Welan, chuckling, stood up, and even stood on the stool to shout, “Come on, classmates, let’s all toast to everyone.”

“Thank you for your sacrifices on the frontline. Without your blood-soaked battles, those scums from the Purgatory Demon Race might have invaded us long ago.”

“Hahaha… Yes, they are all scums.”

“These guys come from territories that are incredibly far from our Human Race, but ever since they discovered us over twenty years ago, they’ve been provoking us and even waging wars.”