My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 481 - 465: Prison Tyrant Yun’Er’s Awakening

An outstanding leader, like the finishing touch to a dragon, unites the scattered wild monsters of this region.

If not, even if they besiege, these million wild monsters couldn't really defeat the thousand opponents!

Why?

Ultimately, it's an issue of energy level.

These wild monsters are casually crafted by Li Qing.

The average divine upper level breaking through at 100 rings, considered the most trashy low-grade stuff.

The others break through at ten thousand rings each, in terms of energy and material level, one of their ten thousand rings is as good as a thousand of your hundred rings!

1VS1000

This is the difference between a human physique and an ant physique!

The difference in contained energy is too vast, one stomp and you're dead.

But Li Qing also had no choice... It's just that the current mining revenue is low, how to compare to those who are so wealthy?

He could only make do with some broken pieces, pile up the numbers, and fill in with subpar characters.

"Light Sound Forest, I need to bring a more ferocious leader here, otherwise these trash will end up killed by those miners."

Li Qing was suddenly distressed, lack of funds to even create a map was one thing, he didn't expect to surpass those with deep roots, but it felt like lacking manpower was the real issue.

The best he could fight with were talents with a qualification of 105 or above, otherwise, he couldn't control this wild area.

Qualified Emperors and Atabia, clearly can't be brought over to be leaders.

"It's obvious that I'm so poor that I, the boss, have to personally step in to work."

Li Qing felt it was really too tough for him.

One person running all over, playing the roles of a receptionist, boss, administrator, accountant... supporting a massive company.

The thought that he had survived the early period of his business startup, only to find that facing these truly advanced civilizations, manpower was still terrifyingly scarce when it came to war.

Various calculations and strategies couldn't be easily applied.

"Forget it, I'll temporarily act as a leader."

"And take the opportunity to cultivate my realm, breakthrough to the third undying level."

He said, for he hadn't cultivated in a while, recently being overwhelmed with work.

...

A hundred years passed again.

In this century of peaceful development, everywhere flourished.

The Dark Matter Universe of the Lower City District had developed into an Extraordinary World, various extraordinary races ran rampant.

This piece of Dark Universe had truly been assimilated by Li Qing.

Or rather, they were actively exploiting Li Qing's race, stealing, robbing, and exploiting.

Afterwards, they even left graffiti saying they visited.

Whereas the Lower City District was called the Lower Realm and the Upper City District the Upper Realm... The Zombie Divine Series of the Upper Realm had fully flourished.

Some Ancient Gods also came and went.

And Yun'Er as an Ancient God, looked at his trusted clansman Yun Ping, suddenly feeling emotional one day: "This life is bizarre and fantastic."

"Indeed."

Yun Ping lowered his gaze, looking at the Chaos Divine Country outside the Crystal Wall lit by campfires, "These ten billion years haven't been as interesting as these past thousand or so years, an incredible spectacle."

"Thanks to the warden, we owe him some gratitude."

Yun'Er knew.

This Elf Ancient God, as the warden, turned a blind eye, allowing him to be what he is today, becoming the Prison Tyrant.

In prison, forming alliances, suppressing opponents, dealing with each prisoner in the cells, maneuvering a wave of "Prison on Fire" gang takeover operations.

And now as the Prison Tyrant, he had unified the prison!

In ordinary prison terms, when the tyrant like him goes out, other prisoners must bow their heads, not daring to make a sound, offering cigarettes, afraid of being beaten or raped.

But people are never satisfied.

After dominating the prison, Yun'Er gradually developed new ambitions.

By normal prison logic, as a prison tyrant, he should have such overwhelming power that even the warden should show some respect, no?

After all, the warden relies on him to maintain order among prisoners, help secretly pass messages, if he led a rebellion causing chaos, the warden would surely be quite displeased.

Yun'Er suddenly felt that, as a Prison Tyrant, he should have some privileges, not to be treated like an ordinary prisoner.

He should, like in human prisons, be able to pass messages through the warden, bring in cigarettes, alcohol; enjoy relative comfort in the cell...

Moreover, even be secretly bailed out, escorted to go to hospitals, stealthily wander outside, swagger around a bit, see the prosperity outside, then return to prison.

In human prisons, isn't this reasonable?

But although he developed these ambitions, he actually dared not really seek out the warden.

This Elf Ancient God, she has people behind her, gilding her... who knows if she's stronger and could kill him?

So now, with some inflation, he dared not inflate too much.

This Middle-Rank Ancient God thus thought, hesitated, and pushed the era forward by another hundred years in a blink.

And during this period.

Unexpectedly, the guard of the Cemetery of Eras was bewildered by the whispers of an Evil God, promised great rewards, and carried bodies from the Cemetery World out into the Chaos.

Thus, one by one, the Evil Gods were resurrected.

During this period, fortunately, he discovered quickly, urgently taking the torch, capturing these resurrected enemies but eventually, one got away.

One took the chance to pass through the barrier and actually succeeded in returning to Subspace, seeing the light of day again.

"Yun'Er! You're dead!"

"I will surely have my revenge!"

That being ran back into the Million Gods.

Though angry, Yun'Er could only let the other flee, believing that the opponent couldn't really do anything to him.

"I should study the cemetery."

Yun'Er finally looked serious: "These guys dare to jailbreak, just right, to study the dark matter structure!"

"Previously, none of our Million Gods died at the Undying Level, who wants to commit suicide for others to use as research materials?... now these cemetery corpses, they can be studied a bit."

He studied for several decades.

Also leading numerous ancient gods under his command in research.

And just then, the long-lost Elf Ancient God warden approached openly saying: "Yun'Er, want to go out and take a look?"

Yun'Er was shocked but soon overjoyed!

Go out?

Upon further explanation, it turned out that outside Guangyin Ancient City, in the Light Sound Forest, a rare beast disaster frenzy had erupted, threatening the caravans passing through this city.

And the few Ancient Divine Native Clans in the city were unwilling to go over, so they thought of the inmates in prison.

Yun'Er immediately caught on:

A rare disaster happened outside this All Heavens region. They're taking us as a suicide squad, helping them take risks.

A prisoner's life, isn't it a life?

Though he said this, he obviously wouldn't consider advocating for human rights and didn't even dare to contradict the warden.

The other's tone clearly allowed no rejection.

If taking this one as a good guy, that would be foolish. Those who become wardens, there's a lot to gain, they're here for the gold-plating, how could they be good people?

Now, it's obvious after supporting him as the Prison Tyrant, it was to let these inmates be the suicide squad.

There were many shady things in this prison, and who knows how much commission he got with those outside in Guangyin Ancient City!

How much dirty money they made.

But this was an opportunity, at least he had a chance to get out.

"Anyways, it's not me personally getting in trouble, I can let the other inmates go up, maybe take the chance to go out, and connect with outside strong ones."