The Slime Fields were the lowest of the low.
To a high level player, this area was a massive joke. It was a damp and muddy marsh filled with translucent blue blobs that offered a single point of experience.
But to Vahn Ryker, these fields were a gold mine of fundamental code!
Vahn stood at the edge of the marsh. His Verdant Chronos Sight mapped out the density of the slime population.
Behind him, the wreckage of the Syndicate economic empire was still echoing through the server. But he was not done. Bankrupting them was just the first phase. He needed to ensure they could never rebuild.
"Are you really going back to farming slimes?" Aria asked, her arms crossed over her chest.
"Vahn, you have millions of EXP. You have the heart of a Mythic T-Rex. Why are we standing in the mud?"
Vahn did not turn around. He was busy manipulating a holographic interface that was far more complex than anything his team had seen before.
