Global Lords: My Species Can Mutate-Chapter 99 - 98: Deprivation of Fate

The immense commotion outside Yellow Sand City immediately attracted the attention of countless people, who rushed out of the city to investigate.

When they saw that the outside was completely covered in grass, they couldn’t help but gasp in shock, each with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Under the influence of those grasses.

The land outside the city became vibrant with life, completely unimaginable that it was barren sand not long ago.

"Alright, allocate some people to divert the water from the moat and start planting trees."

Lin You said to Xue Changgui beside him.

The best way to stabilize the land and solve sand erosion is to plant trees, allowing their roots to penetrate the ground, preventing soil erosion.

Now, with Silver-Edged Grass as a foundation and the moat supplying water, tree planting is not a problem at all.

Xue Changgui and the others were in a daze for quite a while before finally reacting, replying excitedly, "Yes! Yes! I’ll immediately arrange for people to do it!"

The environmental issues of Yellow Sand City have always been the biggest obstacle to its development, and as residents of the city, how could they not be aware of it?

Now seeing Lin You effortlessly solve a problem that has troubled them for generations, they were immediately as invigorated as if injected with adrenaline, incredibly excited.

There was no need for Lin You to say more, as they picked up tools and began digging the canal and diverting the water.

Just then, several Wood Shadow Dragons dispatched by Lin You flew back, each carrying small trees from elsewhere, and they arranged them neatly on the ground, waiting for the residents to plant them.

Meanwhile, the recently recruited Tier Six Wood Spirit Legion of Lin You also flew out of the territory, showering a large area with healing radiance.

The spectacular scene elicited more exclamations from onlookers.

It was the first time they witnessed Lin You’s tremendous power and capabilities.

Travelers and merchants, sensing the business opportunities in Yellow Sand City, began rushing to acquire land and set up shops within the city.

Of course, these are matters for later.

After bustling outside the city for a while and arranging everything properly, Lin You became a hands-off shopkeeper, entrusting the task to Xue Changgui for management.

He, meanwhile, under the respectful gaze of everyone, headed back toward the territory.

[Congratulations, your actions have earned heartfelt respect from the residents, granting you 50 Power of Faith points.]

A pleasant notification echoed in Lin You’s mind.

Just after returning to the territory, Lin You paused for a moment, then became delighted.

He hurriedly opened the territory interface to take a look and found that his Power of Faith had indeed increased from 115 to 165 points.

At the same time, a mysterious force surged into his body, constantly enhancing it, increasing his strength by nearly ten percent.

Lin You was confident.

With his current strength, even facing a Tier Six Demon alone posed no problem!

The Power of Faith is truly domineering!

After feeling the changes in his body, Lin You sat down beside the Tree of Life.

With rare leisure, he opened the chat channel to take a look. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Haha, finally made it back safely. I got lucky this time and killed seven other realm Lords."

"Same here, I killed eight."

"Darn, I lost more than half my species on the first day of grabbing treasure, almost died on the battlefield, luckily I was cunning."

"You’ve got it good. Some Lords got caught in a melee right after teleporting, couldn’t even escape. Who knows how many didn’t make it back this time."

"Probably many. I didn’t see any of my kind in my battlefield, had to survive frantically all by myself."

"My Tier Six battlefield was even worse, had a guy with full Tier Seven species, basically anyone who encountered him died. Fortunately, I ran fast."

"This situation is a bit worrying..."

Just as Lin You expected, the chat channel was abuzz with discussions about the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms.

Excitement, fear, anxiety, unease... a mix of reactions made the chat channel much livelier than usual.

However, Lin You’s eyebrows gradually furrowed.

He realized the Lords of their realm seemed to have not performed well on the battlefield, some even being overwhelmed, appallingly so.

He wondered if this would affect the Primordial Continent.

Lin You couldn’t help but worry inwardly.

Just as this thought crossed his mind.

Above the Primordial Continent.

In the endless Celestial Vault.

Suddenly, with a "crack," a massive fissure appeared, accompanied by an emotionless notification that reached all Lords’ ears.

[Dear Lords, the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms has ended.]

[Due to the Primordial Continent’s poor performance in the battlefield, its fortune has been deprived.]

[Once the fortune is fully deprived, the Primordial Continent will completely collapse, at which point, all life will be extinguished. Please make great efforts.]

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Silence.

The entire chat channel fell terrifyingly silent.

Everyone unknowingly looked up at the giant fissure in the sky, pupils trembling uncontrollably.

Complete fortune deprivation.

The Primordial Continent will completely collapse!?

How is this possible!!

At that moment, everyone was shocked, their hearts shaken uncontrollably.

The collapse of the Primordial Continent meant all life would perish, and their fate was certain living no possibility for survival!

Even some veteran Lords, who had heard of such things before, couldn’t help but feel waves of shock in their hearts upon hearing the notification.

Not to mention Lin You, who heard it for the first time, he was stunned, eyes wide open, only seeing that terrifying fissure in the sky.

After the silence, the chat channel exploded with messages.

"Damn! Did you hear that notification just now? The Primordial Continent will actually be destroyed!?"

"Is it really true?"

"So many people on the Primordial Continent, all going to die? That’s too much!"

"We’re doomed. If I had known, I would have killed more enemies."

"I just got here, I still don’t want to die..."

"Damn it, next battlefield, I’ll kill them all!"

"But you have to be able to kill them. The Lords from other realms aren’t fools..."

The sudden news stirred a huge wave in the chat channel, causing the Lords to discuss fervently.

Initially, they thought losing fortune was just a trivial matter, not realizing the severity.

Once the fortune is fully deprived, they’d all be entombed, this is no joke.

Lin You watched these rapidly flying messages, his expression extremely grave.

"There’s three months left, looks like I have to prepare well."

The emergence of this upheaval directly placed the Primordial Continent against other continents.

For their survival, they must kill more Lords from other continents, otherwise, the stagnation will make salvation impossible even for deities!

Lin You considers himself not wicked.

But when it comes to matters of life and death, he cannot afford to be considerate.

With that thought, he got up and opened the recruitment interface, looking at the remaining 300,000 Magic Energy with determination in his eyes.