God Level Farmer In Another World

The old beggar was certain now that the guild didn't care about the Moon Worship Cult.

Even the junior level hunters were C-rank; who could say how many true experts the guild had?

The old beggar's mind raced. It was clear that the president was giving him a chance, offering him a way for his disciple to survive. Tentatively, he suggested: "President, could my foolish disciple join the guild as well?

He's inherited my teachings and could share the spiritual technique with other hunters!"

Alex rested his arm on the chair's armrest, leaning his head on his hand: "Do you think just anyone can join my guild?"

Panic gripped the old beggar. Even offering up his spiritual technique wasn't enough to get his disciple into the guild?

With a face filled with tears, the old beggar raised his head and pleaded:

"President! I have no sons or daughters, only this one disciple. Please have mercy!"

Alex chuckled lightly: "I'm not that heartless toward my subordinates. Let's make a deal."

The old beggar immediately slammed his head against the ground: "Please tell me, President!"

Alex's expression grew serious: "I am indeed interested in your spiritual technique. Teach it to me, and from now on, you will guard this garden and never leave.

After your passing, your disciple will take your place.

From now on, your lineage will serve as my garden keepers."

Garden keeper?

The old beggar finally began to take a closer look at the courtyard. He now noticed that every plant and tree radiated intense spiritual energy.

Especially that strange tree, the green lotus platform, and the vine-like serpentine plants—the spiritual energy was so abundant, it shot up to the heavens!

This was clearly a forbidden ground of the Mercenary Guild!

The president had brought him here with the intention of making him the guardian of this place!

The old beggar dared not refuse and, with great excitement, shouted:

"Thank you, President, for your mercy!"

And thus, the most mysterious group within the Mercenary Guild, the "Garden Keepers," was born.

The old beggar became the first-generation Garden Keeper.

After the old beggar's death, Jang Hyun would succeed him, guarding the courtyard for the rest of his life, never leaving.

And Jang Hyun's future disciples would roam the city, seeking the next successor, who would then take Jang Hyun's place.

The next morning, Alex yawned as he sat in the café.

Yvette brought him a cup of Blue Mountain coffee and placed it in front of him: "Did you not sleep well last night, sir?"

Alex nodded, taking a small sip of coffee: "I learned something interesting."

The old beggar's spiritual technique, formally called Spiritual Embodiment Technique, was indeed an extraordinary skill.

Most people treated spiritual energy as a consumable resource, similar to how novels described "battle aura" or "mental energy," but no one had developed new ways to use it.

Yet the old beggar's self-created Spiritual Embodiment Technique pushed the application of spiritual energy to its peak!

Spiritual energy could be manipulated as deftly as a finger, and healing the body was just a simple trick.

Jang Hyun's strange movement techniques and exquisite swordsmanship were a result of perfectly applying spiritual energy to his legs, waist, and weapons.

By extending spiritual energy over the entire body, one could sense everything in their surroundings and use the energy to control their body for the fastest reactions.

It was somewhat akin to Spider-Man's "spider-sense" in the Marvel series.

Furthermore, by nurturing a weapon with spiritual energy over the years, one could eventually achieve telekinetic control over it.

It was likely that the ancient concept of "unifying knowledge and action" in martial arts came from this very idea.

This was practically another innate ability—one that could improve through continuous practice.

The old beggar had humbly warned Alex that the technique required extremely high talent to master.

It took years of practice just to control spiritual energy well enough to coat one's arms with it, and he advised Alex not to rush.

However, when Alex immediately covered his entire body with spiritual energy, both the old beggar and Jang Hyun were dumbfounded.

Jang Hyun had trained for six years and had only managed to coat half his body.

But Alex didn't think much of it—he had never encountered anyone with better talent than himself.

After all, he had been the provincial champion for three years straight!

Last night, after leaving the courtyard, Alex went to a deserted area in the outskirts and used his Heavenly Flame of Creation version of "Flame Mecha."

It was then that he discovered the true benefit of the Spiritual Embodiment Technique.

Where he had previously struggled to control the white flame giant, he could now easily manipulate it by coating the giant with spiritual energy.

It was like using a bulldozer to fry rice.

However, he had trained all night and completely exhausted his spiritual energy, which explained his current weariness.

Alex took out his notebook and crossed off the section on the Garden Keeper.

The old beggar was the perfect fit as a Garden Keeper—no family, no connections, just a few enemies.

The future successors would likely be chosen from orphans, kids who had led hard lives, making them ideal for the role.

Just right.

Alex flipped to a fresh page in his notebook. His next goal was clear—he needed to make money.

Suddenly, he turned to Yvette and asked: "Did today's morning paper mention anything about the Security Bureau sweeping out the Black Dragon Gang?"

Bars, KTVs, bathhouses—these were all lucrative businesses.

Yvette paused for a moment, then replied:

"I was just about to tell you. It seems the Security Bureau has given up on cracking down on the Black Dragon Gang.

Last night, Giovani came to the café to vent his frustrations.

He implied that the Security Bureau had issued an ultimatum, forbidding him from making a move against the Black Dragon Gang.

I suspect the Security Bureau and the Black Dragon Gang have reached some sort of agreement."

The words Giovani had shared with Yvette were clearly meant to be passed on to Alex.

Alex tapped the table lightly with his pen, his gaze turning thoughtful.

The only thing that could force Welma to back off from suppressing the Black Dragon Gang was some sort of overwhelming external pressure.

The Security Bureau had likely noticed the unusual activity of the monsters outside the city and didn't want to waste manpower dealing with the gang.

Alex muttered: "Could it be that the Black Dragon Gang volunteered to help the Security Bureau in fighting off the monsters?

That's the only explanation I can think of for why the bureau would stop gang conflict."

A smile curled on Alex's lips: "The Security Bureau issuing a verbal warning to stop Giovani from attacking the Black Dragon Gang shows just how busy the security officers are.

If they want to manage the underworld, they likely don't have the manpower to handle it all.

Which means this is the perfect time to strike against the Black Dragon Gang!"

Since the Security Bureau didn't want Giovani to actively attack the Black Dragon Gang, then he wouldn't need to. Instead, Alex would let the gang tear itself apart from within.

Alex pulled out his phone and selected a few hunters, issuing exclusive missions.

In a remote suburban house, a middle-aged man with a buzz cut sat, completely drunk, constantly checking his phone.

He had been waiting for important news these past few days.

His name was Will, the manager of the Golden Splendor KTV, and also a hunter in the Mercenary Guild.

A few days ago, he received a mission from the guild to severely injure Giovani and arrange for someone to burn down a police station.

Now, Giovani's men were hunting for him, the Black Dragon Gang was after him, and even the Security Bureau was searching for him.

Will scratched his greasy hair:

"I've offended both the black and white worlds for the guild. I can't even leave the house. Who knows how long I'll have to hide in this dump! The guild better not forget about me!"

Just then, his phone rang.

Will rubbed his bloodshot eyes and carefully read the message.

Gradually, a look of excitement spread across his face.

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