Lord Evolution: Starting With SS-rank Skills

Dragun managed to complete the teleportation formation in less than twenty-four hours and promptly informed Rowan about it.

Before preparing to leave, Rowan went to visit Ren and his family once again.

Last night, while sleeping, he rethought Dragun's words and made a firm decision to take Ren with him to Winterseed so he could observe him keenly.

His family were not against the idea, they believed in and trusted Rowan to take care of their husband and father wholeheartedly.

After settling this, Rowan went to meet with the soldiers near the north walls of the village.

Since the village square was occupied by Dragun's teleportation formation, Rowan could only speak with them there.

He spoke to them for several minutes and carefully chose the best among them to act as a leader in the village while he and Ren were away.

The man he picked was called Captain Michael—he was one of the best captains aside from Stanis. However, during the last war, he had been very sick and didn't accompany the other captains who lost their lives.

Michael was middle-aged with a refined build, exuding both strength and a sense of calm leadership.

He was currently bowing before Rowan, his head touching the ground in a gesture of deep respect and commitment.

"I will ensure the village remains safe and peaceful," Michael vowed wholeheartedly, his voice steady and sincere.

"I know you will," Rowan smiled briefly. "If you find any decision hard to make, you can inform me, and I'll help you with it, alright?"

"How?" Michael wondered aloud, contemplating how he would be able to communicate with Rowan effectively.

Would he have to undertake the over twenty-hour journey to Winterseed each time he needed Rowan's help?

"You will discover it very soon," Rowan replied with a reassuring tone.

Michael had no choice but to trust his words.

Michael had already been registered as a linked character by the system, so communicating with him would be easy and efficient.

After he was done speaking with the soldiers, Rowan left and met with Dragun.

Dragun stood before the large village square, where a massive magic formation capable of holding over five hundred people was clearly visible.

A group of Winterseed II villagers were also moving the chicks and calves into the village square, working diligently to ensure everything was in place.

Rowan approached Dragun.

"The people in this village are really supportive. I managed to finish everything faster than I expected, thanks to their help. They'll have all the animals moved in within the hour," Dragun said with a proud smile while observing the intricate details of the formation.

All he needed to do afterward was tear the high-grade teleportation magic slip in his possession, no chanting was required.

However, using a high-grade teleportation magic slip at his current level would significantly drain his mana reserves, a risk he was willing to take.

About an hour passed, and the last villager brought the final calf into the formation.

The area was filled with the lively noises of the animals as they moved around, getting used to their new environment.

Almost at the same time, Michael helped bring the unconscious body of Ren to Rowan.

Rowan gave him a nod of appreciation and took Ren's body from him gently.

Maryanne and her two daughters stood afar with sad expressions worn on their faces. Rowan also gave them a nod, and they waved at him tearfully.

"Are you set?" Dragun asked, his voice calm and authoritative.

Rowan nodded and stepped into the formation, feeling the warmth of the little chicks pecking at his legs.

Dragun smiled and drew a golden slip from his spatial pouch with practiced ease.

He tore the slip and immediately threw it into the center of the formation.

Instantly, the drawn formation began lighting up, covering the area in a blinding glow and a soft, gradually intensifying humming sound.

Rowan observed everything with a calm expression, watching the glow spread across the formation methodically.

A few seconds later, the glow intensified, and that was the last thing Rowan saw before he felt a gentle wind blow against his face.

He opened his eyes and looked around.

"So fast," he muttered in amazement.

They were now standing in the village square of Winterseed.

Fortunately, no one was present at the village square at that exact moment.

But there were villagers nearby, going about their daily activities.

At that moment, they all stood still, looking at them with widened eyes in astonishment.

The sudden appearance of Rowan and Dragun shocked them the most, but they were even more surprised by the sight of the chicks and calves surrounding them.

They stood at a distance, staring at the village square, some even wondering if they were dreaming.

"Is this real?"

"Lord Rowan and Dragun just appeared out of nowhere, and they're surrounded by thousands of little animals! I think I'm dreaming, someone please wake me up!"

"This can't be real!"

Rowan received certain notifications about their current confusion, their reactions were as natural as could be, reflecting genuine surprise and awe.

Some of the soldiers nearby approached to greet Rowan after recovering from their initial shock.

They took Ren from him and carried him to the place Rowan had instructed with efficiency.

For now, Rowan decided to remain and take care of the animals at the village square while constructing shelters for them.

He didn't bother explaining the situation to the people, right now, he wanted to harvest as many evolution points from the farmers as possible.

He sent some of the villagers to inform the farmers, and within minutes, they were all present at the village square, staring at the large number of livestock moving around.

Elara was the most excited, her eyes were fixated on them as though she had just found a chest full of precious gold.

Rowan smiled upon seeing the nine hundred thousand evolution points he had gained just from Elara.

The other farmers were still processing the scene before them, and it took another five minutes before they accepted reality and began thanking and praising Rowan enthusiastically.

"We swear to take care of these livestock and make them flourish beyond comprehension!"

"Look at those cute little chicks! I can't wait to take care of them and raise them into big, fat cocks... and hens!"

The farmers expressed their joy with genuine smiles and heartfelt enthusiasm.

Rowan earned up to twenty million from all of them, which was a significant profit considering he hadn't actually spent anything to obtain the livestock.

"With my current strength and speed, and the materials available, I'll be able to build the shelter for all the animals in less than twenty-four hours!" Rowan thought to himself optimistically.

"Before that, I need to find a spot not too far from the farms. That way, moving feed to the animals and transporting their waste, which would be used as manure for the crops, would be easier," Rowan continued planning meticulously.

If he kept the shelter too close to the farm, the farmers would spend most of their work time inhaling the stench, which might result in disease.

Rowan wanted to prevent that by all means, ensuring the health and productivity of the farmers.

He summarized his plans clearly and told the farmers about them, outlining each step with precision.

The farmers happily left after hearing his plans, their faces alight with hope, but their representatives remained to hold a brief meeting with Rowan.

"Lord Rowan, there is a good spot not far from the farm. While you were away, I had the supportive soldiers help clear away the grass," Elara said to Rowan, her voice filled with pride.

A smile quickly flashed across Rowan's face, he hadn't expected that Elara would actually take care of clearing the land for him so efficiently.

"I believed your words that you would bring livestock soon. Knowing how it goes, I decided to clear the land and make the task easier for you. I could have built the shelter myself if only I knew how," Elara continued with a self-disappointed smile, showing her dedication.

"You already did a great job clearing the land. I was planning to do that when I arrived, but you've saved me that effort. Thank you very much, Elara," Rowan thanked her sincerely, appreciating her initiative.

Elara felt truly flattered by his words, her eyes shining with gratitude.

She discussed matters with Rowan for a few minutes, ensuring all details were covered before he left to meet Riela.

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Meanwhile, at the hideout of the Cult of Ember Justice, Alister gazed intently into a magical mirror that revealed the scenes unfolding in Winterseed.

A sharp smirk crossed his face as he observed the progress with keen interest.

Two figures dressed in dark robes, wearing red masks that emitted a red misty aura, stood beside him and let out menacing chuckles.

"Your plan is going smoothly, the cult would be very proud," one of them remarked, his voice filled with dark satisfaction.