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The only thing worth thinking about was…

"Supreme Master, do you think his breakthrough will affect the internal world of the Divine World?" Bai Lian asked solemnly as he retreated.

Mu Ling fell silent for a moment.

Theoretically speaking, a small breakthrough in the way of the sword by a young sovereign would definitely not affect the path division\'s Divine World, which was pretty strong.

However!

Theoretically speaking, no one could simply shout a few words and breakthrough on the spot, right?

"I hope…" Mu Ling only uttered two words and didn\'t say anything else.

Bai Lian fell into deep thought.

He wondered if his supreme master\'s "I hope", meant that it would affect the internal world of the Divine World, or… that it wouldn\'t affect it?

On the other side.

Unlike the few people who knew little about the ancient swordsman and hid in the way of the heavens, the scruffy-looking man was petrified in the spatial fragment.

The 129,600 golden swords shocked him to the extreme.

"Nine Swords Technique, in infinite number?"

"This idiot with an empty brain actually comprehended the first realm of the Nine Swords Technique? He broke through here?"

"How old is he?!"

As he had taken the princesses of the various races in his restaurant, he had some friendly ties with the various races. Therefore, Mag used those ties to ask the various races to help find some children with exceptional talent. He intended to make them his disciples.

The most important point in finding these children was ensuring that they were orphans. The next important criterion was their special abilities, which included speaking gibberish.

Orphans would usually lead a difficult life and would not end up as anything great. They would most likely not become a God.

Mag did not know what the specific special abilities were. However, that must be an included clause. Otherwise, the restaurant might become an ordinary orphanage.

As for gibberish, Mag thought that since these Gods had reincarnated, they might have some memories and flashbacks, and that would make them display acts of abnormal behavior and gibberish.

Often, there was only a fine difference between a genius and a lunatic.

Of course, that was on top of the first two clauses. That would prevent his place from becoming a mental institute.

"It should probably be easy to obtain news with Alex\'s identity, right?" Irina asked Mag who was sealing the envelope.

"As long as it is something Alex wants to find, everyone will look for it. When that time comes, even if we find them, we might not be able to bring them away as and when we want." Mag Alex shook his head with a smile. "However, I can notify Michael about this. Right now, the only thing that we can trust is Chaos City, which is the most hopeful place in maintaining the current peaceful status."

Irina nodded slightly. "I will get the Night Elves to collect intelligence and news."

"Actually, I am more worried about the Elder Things finding out about this." Mag had a worried look as he placed the sealed envelope aside.

"You don\'t think the Elder Things will let all these Gods go?"

"The Elder Things top the Norland Continent holistically, be it in technology or the upper limit.

"If large numbers of Gods reincarnate and there might even be a chance that they would regain their divinity, the underground city\'s combat advantage will be gone.

"It\'s impossible that the Gods do not know about the existence of the Underground World and the Elder Things. In a world where the different forces are balanced, it would be more improbable to maintain an equilibrium forever because that would be threatening to each other," Mag said with a deep voice.

Irina stayed silent for a while before saying self-mockingly, "I intended to retire after the Night Elves could stand on their own. Now it looks like there\'s still a long way to go."

Mag got up and walked towards Irina. He held her in his arms and said gently, "Don\'t worry. I can settle all these things."

Irina looked up at him and smiled. "How can you stand out on your own?"

***

After sending the letters out, Mag had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he organized the dishes that he had already mastered but had yet to launch.

The space in the kitchen was already getting tight and Mag did not intend to add a pastry room.

He had thought of launching the mousse cake in the ice cream shop. Anyway, the mousse cake had to be eaten chilled. It could be launched as a new product of the ice cream shop and that would not only increase the variety of the menu, it would also expand the shop\'s customer base. That would be killing two birds with one stone.

Since he thought of that, he acted on it straight away. Mag went into the kitchen and made five mousse cakes. He placed them in a cooler box and delivered them straight to the ice cream shop.

Miya, who was passing an ice cream to a child, saw Mag walk in and asked in shock, "Boss, what brings you here?"