[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world":3,"chapter-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-226":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Evolving My Undead Legion In A Game-Like World",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},41150,69,"Chapter 226 - 226 Quest Complete","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-226",226,"\u003Cp>Ace swallowed hard, gripping the carriage's side as he watched Michael with a mixture of awe and unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lia remained silent but felt just as much as Ace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver, normally chatty, kept his mouth shut, his knuckles white on the reins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael turned to them. \"Stay here. Two of my guards will remain with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way he said it made it clear it wasn't a request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace hesitated before nodding. \"Yeah… that's probably for the best.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lia, still watching the armored undead, spoke up. \"Be careful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael simply smiled. \"I will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he gestured, and two of the undead stepped back, positioning themselves near the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael then turned to the bandits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining bandits, barely standing, flinched at Michael's attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lead the way,\" he ordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them, his face slick with sweat, hesitated before stumbling forward. \"T-this way…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael followed without a word, his remaining two undead flanking him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace exhaled slowly, only now realizing he'd been holding his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I knew he was strong,\" he muttered. \"But it isn't only him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lia didn't respond immediately. Then, after a moment, he simply said, \"No. It isn't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the bandits led Michael deeper into the forest, the atmosphere grew tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surviving ones were visibly shaken, stealing glances at the undead figures flanking them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear weighed on their shoulders heavier than the wounds they had suffered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael, on the other hand, remained indifferent. His thoughts were elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the bandits had told the truth, then their camp should be near the cliffs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cave hideout made sense; it offered natural defense, shelter, and a place to store stolen goods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if they were lying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, Michael had no problem extracting the truth through other means.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several minutes of walking, the forest opened up to a rocky outcrop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the base, partially concealed by thick undergrowth, was a dark opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, this is it?\" he asked, voice even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead bandit, the one who had spoken earlier, swallowed hard. \"Y-Yes. The others should be inside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael studied the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could hear faint sounds from within\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed the bandits weren't expecting trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael turned his gaze back to his undead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kill everyone inside,\" he ordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two armored figures didn't hesitate. Like shadows of death, they were ready to strode toward the cave with their weapons ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead bandit paled. \"W-Wait! You don't understand, there are—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't get to finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael flicked his fingers, and the undead nearest to him struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clean, brutal motion—breaking the bandit's neck in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others froze in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael didn't bother with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After killing thousands of monsters, he couldn't help but feel numb to the sight around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it would still affect him if it had taken longer to accumulate such a number, but when it had taken barely a week, the weight of it only grew heavier, worse, made him used to it and became numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The screams started almost immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panicked shouts echoed from within, followed by the sickening sounds of battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clash of weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dull, heavy thuds of bodies hitting stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The desperate cries of men who realized—too late—that they had no chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael stood at the entrance, watching without expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no need to interfere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The undead were efficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruthless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they didn't show mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael turned his attention back to the bandits outside the cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They immediately froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael took a step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The closest bandit flinched, his body tensed as if to run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, without warning, Michael moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist struck the first bandit's chest with a sickening crunch, ribs shattering as the man gasped, eyes wide with shock before crumpling to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another barely had time to turn before Michael's hand clamped around his throat, lifting him off the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bandit clawed at his grip, feet kicking uselessly in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael squeezed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body went limp, and he let it drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest tried to scatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael didn't let them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lunged, driving an elbow into one's temple, sending him sprawling lifelessly to the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another he caught mid-step, his fingers digging into the bandit's skull before twisting—bones snapped, and the body collapsed in a heap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last one left standing tripped over a root, scrambling back on his hands and knees, face drenched in sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael stopped in front of him, looking down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bandit's breaths came in short, panicked gasps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his mouth, perhaps to beg, but no words came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even if I wanted to keep you alive, I can't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bandit's eyes widened in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single, decisive blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body slumped, lifeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Quest Completed]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Evaluating Performance]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the reason why Michael had paused before killing the last bandit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Initially, he had considered keeping a few of them alive—evidence for his task, something to make clearing it through the guild quicker. But his quest seemed to have different opinions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were several ways to subjugate a bandit group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, killing them all was simply the most efficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, the only acceptable way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael exhaled, brushing a speck of blood from his knuckles before turning to the cave entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, all that remained was to see what the bandits had left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a second glance at the bodies, Michael stepped into the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cave was littered with bodies. Blood pooled across the uneven ground, the stench of death thick in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the far end, his undead stood motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael scanned the cavern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, his eyes landed on the large chests tucked against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael finally felt something for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly walked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael crouched and placed a hand on the nearest chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was heavy, reinforced with iron, and judging by the scratches around the lock, had been forced open more than once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pried it open with little effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, gold coins gleamed under the dim light. Pouches filled with silver and copper were stacked beside crude gemstones. A few weapons were haphazardly tossed inside, though none seemed remarkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael moved to the next chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one contained supplies—dried rations, water flasks, and various trinkets looted from their victims.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael checked each chest methodically. Most contained valuables—gold, silver, weapons—but nothing that stood out as truly rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the sheer quantity made it worthwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This much gold meant the bandits had been operating for a long time, robbing caravans and traders without much interference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved to the last chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the others, it was smaller, sturdier, and locked with a thick iron clasp. That alone made it interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael reached for it, but before he could break the lock, a notification appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Quest Completed: Bandit Subjugation]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Performance Evaluation: Excellent]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Bonus Rewards Granted]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, back at the carriage, Ace kept glancing toward the forest, uneasy. \"He's been gone a while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lia leaned back. \"With how strong he and his guards are, he'll be fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace nodded but didn't seem convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tapped his fingers against his knee before finally whispering, \"You think he's actually… noble?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lia's eyes flicked to him, silent for a moment before answering, \"If he is, he hides it well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver, still gripping the reins tightly, scoffed but didn't turn around. \"Noble or not, he's dangerous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace frowned. \"That doesn't mean he's a bad person.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver chuckled dryly. \"Depends on what you call bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace fell silent. The air around them grew heavy again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Lia spoke, voice quiet. \"Whether noble or not… doesn't change the fact that he's stronger than any noble we've ever seen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ace swallowed, gripping his sleeve. That was true. And that was what unsettled him the most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just what had they gotten themselves mixed too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't only Ace who felt this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lia and the driver felt like this too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially at the dead bodies around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought of sneaking away wasn't in mind with the two \"guards\" of that \"noble\".\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael stared at the notification for a moment before dismissing it. Bonus rewards?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd check that later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, the locked chest had his attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tightened his grip around the iron clasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lock was solid, but against his strength, it was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sharp tug, the metal groaned before snapping apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lid creaked open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, rows of neatly arranged glass vials reflected the dim torchlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Potions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael's eyes narrowed as he reached for one, lifting it up to inspect its contents. The liquid inside was a deep crimson—unmistakably a health potion. He was familiar with this type.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prying further, he found that every single vial contained the same thing. There were no mana potions, no stamina restoratives—just health potions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael placed the lifted potion back into the chest.\u003C\u002Fp>",1505,"2026-05-28T17:47:38.197Z","2026-06-01T04:28:28.562Z",1,"novelbin.me","d585379918b33e9326777e46ce91c77383a729a6eaeeabff9f4028e093575b1b","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-227","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-225",970,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-cover.jpg"]