Chapter 139: MVP Settlement Screen

Leaving aside how the Execution Department agents of the Carthage Academy felt upon seeing the ruins devoid of any dragon, Li Ang carried Old Tang stealthily back through back alleys to Old Tang's residence.

Fortunately, surveillance in the United States wasn't extensive, or Li Ang might not have made it undetected.

After dumping Old Tang, still unconscious, onto the bed, Li Ang pulled up a chair in front of his computer and sat down, exhausted.

After his grueling battle with Odin, his energy was severely depleted; by the time he brought Old Tang home, he was nearly at his limit.

Li Ang stared blankly at Odin's corpse before him.

'He really is dead.'

'Though he had already prepared his cocoon.'

The basis for this judgment was that Odin's remains had not produced a Dragon Bone Cross; the Dragon Bone Cross only forms when a Long Wang dies completely.

But it no longer mattered—by the time this King of Sky and Wind returned, the Dragon Clan world would likely already be over.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the countdown for his 【Traveler】 talent.

【You may begin a new journey (102:37).】

'Four days left?'

Although Odin had restarted the world, the Traveler talent's timer had not reset—it continued counting down.

But Li Ang wasn't in a hurry to return to the main world; he still needed to inventory his loot.

First: the corpse of a Long Wang.

Though it was nearly destroyed beyond recognition from his assault, Li Ang thought it might still be usable—perfect for experimenting with creating a Corpse Guardian.

Crafting a Corpse Guardian from a Long Wang's corpse? Just thinking about it was thrilling.

Second: Gungnir.

Li Ang stared at the spear in his hand—lifeless, like a mere firewood stick—and scratched his head:

'Does Norse mythology also have this "binding to master" nonsense?'

Unfortunately, his current alchemical expertise couldn't decipher such a conceptual weapon.

'Forget it, I'll just keep it for now and study it properly later.'

Finally: the experience gained from bathing in Dragon blood.

Under the influence of the King of Sky and Wind's blood, Li Ang's 【Dragon Vein Alchemist】 class level had risen to 【Lv4 (941/2500)】, granting him an extremely substantial boost in stats.

【Stats: Physical Strength 37, Mental Strength 35.3, Energy 118.】

These were Li Ang's current stats.

'Unfortunately, like Old Tang, I've developed resistance to Odin's blood.'

He tried absorbing a drop of Odin's blood but found he could no longer extract any experience from it.

Still, Li Ang felt no dissatisfaction—his gains were already more than sufficient.

What he most desired now was a space-equipped item, since his loot was taking up far too much room.

Especially Odin's corpse.

After inventorying his loot, Li Ang began reviewing this journey.

His conclusion was:

Plans never match changes.

The final outcome was utterly different from his original plan, and the key factor was the activation of the 【Traveler】 talent, which completely altered the course of events.

Of course, it was precisely because of this that he could execute such an aggressive maneuver.

Li Ang admitted that while his plan wasn't perfect, within such a short time he had pushed himself to his absolute limit.

Thinking of this, he exhaled softly and calmed his emotions.

At that moment, Old Tang, lying on the bed, let out a faint groan and opened his bloodshot eyes.

'Is it… over?'

His voice was hoarse; his memory still stopped at the moment he fainted.

Li Ang tossed him a can of cola he'd found in Old Tang's room: 'It's over. Odin's dead.'

Pssst—

Old Tang struggled to sit up, popped open the cola, and took a gulp.

Then he saw Odin's corpse lying on the bedroom floor: '…Couldn't you have put it somewhere else?'

After muttering that complaint, Old Tang leaned back against the pillow and asked in a flat, emotionless tone: 'You—'

'Are you also someone who came back after restarting the world?'

It wasn't surprising that the King of Bronze and Fire thought this—after all, Li Ang had always acted as if he knew exactly what was coming.

Hearing this, Li Ang's expression turned peculiar.

Old Tang was wrong—he was a transmigrator, not a reincarnator.

Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly: 'No, Old Tang, don't ask.'

'Yeah, right. With your pathetic alchemy, how could you do something even I can't?'

Old Tang smiled faintly, as if amused by his own assumption.