"Your subject Alan greets you, my King."
Alan bowed with perfect formality.
Daniel did not bother with small talk. "Speak. What is it?"
Alan drew a deep breath.
Everything under his charge revolved around players, including those from the former World Zone No. 1213. This was the area Daniel had always watched most closely.
During this period, Alan had followed Daniel's instructions to the letter and had already achieved considerable results.
"Following your orders, my King, more than ninety percent of the players from the former World Zone No. 1213 have now been converted into life-class professions."
"There are still a few stubborn ones left. We've been beating them down hard. In my judgment, before long there won't be a single combat-class player left among them."
After hearing this, a faint smile rose at the corner of Daniel's lips.
Turning all the former players of World Zone No. 1213 into life-class professionals had been his plan from the very beginning.
