Chapter 165

Although he is only a branch member of the Simpson Family it is still a member of the Simpson Family. The secret warrior skills and the equipment they have is definitely incredible.

Like in most cases, it's not just financial means that you need, it's the contacts. Samuel doesn't doubt that the Simpson Family member can easily purchase a lot of products that others can't access.

From a few scouts that returned, he learnt that the overall level of the warriors here are quite high.

However he wasn't worried. There are still bottlenecks regardless of the resources you have. It is difficult for One Inch Spiritual Root warriors to even break through to Middle Rank 1.

And as a measly side branch member the current owner, Samuel learnt was called Daniel Simpson, can't afford to supply all the warriors.

But what followed was a tough couple of months. There were occasional skirmishes around the plane.

But everytime it results in Samuels loss. The only benefit is that he can occasionally kill some low level combat power of theirs.

This is definitely beyond Samuels expectation. But today was the first big action.

His target? A large warehouse on the outskirts of the Plane. Samuel had scouted it out, it only has a hundred warriors protecting it, so the resources won't be too great.

However Samuel needs to get any advantage possible.

So SS1 led the charge this time, with five hundred IronBlood Legion warriors behind him.

Naturally such a movement didn't escape the eyes of the Natives. The news fed back quickly but it was too slow.

Immediately they leapt over the thin metal wall protecting the warehouse and a tough battle happened.

Samuel appeared in the distance watching the fight. His eyes take in every move.

He clearly saw the defending warriors in the warehouse grouped into a large square. Suddenly they expanded into a large circle, and an incredibly complicated circular pattern appeared on their body.

From each of them a light appeared and caused the same array to appear in the sky above them.

Samuel clearly saw that a Dog of War stabbed into the stomach of one of the guards, but it healed rapidly. However at the same time, faint cuts appeared on the bodies of all of the warriors.

But such a small injury isn't even enough to slow them down. The battle continued.

Luckily Samuel told SS1 to bring 500 warriors. Because the amount of time taken to kill just one hundred guards was incredible.

Samuel personally saw how the 500 IronBlood Legion fell to 300 before the guards were finally killed.

But Samuel realised now wasn't the time to talk. The enemy forces should be heading over. So without any hesitation, the Dogs of War pulled the corpses into their bags and rushed into the Warehouse.

Unlike an ordinary warehouse, there were just piles of cheap Spaceback packs. And at the head of the large warehouse there were two huge vaults.

With surprised ease, a dozen warriors ran over and hauled the vaults over their shoulders and ran out quickly.

Meanwhile the rest of the warriors rushed in, grabbed any boxes and bags they could carry and left rapidly.

The looting was successful.

Such a violent method left the arriving reinforcements stunned.

Samuel watched the reinforcements arrive and was ready to retreat. But suddenly a figure appeared in front of him.

It was a stern Middle-Aged man, dressed in a posh suit and tie.

''Welcome to my Plane. I'm guessing you are the one in charge of this invasion?'' The man looked amicable, but Samuel could clearly sense that he is only slightly weaker than him.

Although he is confident he could kill the man it definitely wouldn't be quick. And he isn't confident to out do all the cards he definitely has.

If even a city lord's son like Nicholas Slackford on Blue Star has two artifacts, the ruler of a two million person Plane and a descendant of the Simpson family definitely has more.

''Daniel I presume.'' Samuel spoke calmly as he looked at his future opponent.

''Haha you have done your research, so you should know that I come from the Simpson family. Even if i'm just a branch member I'm not someone you can mess with.''

Daniel held a confident look. He didn't see Samuel as a threat.

Honestly Samuel understood him, because based on the death rates it is definitely impossible for Samuel to win.

But how could he know that Samuel has a theoretically infinite number of warriors?

''Haha you underestimate me. And I don't believe your family will be willing to invest so much on someone who has achieved very little.''

Samuel snapped back, causing Daniel's face to turn ugly.

But he couldn't deny it. He's over two hundred years old now, and has controlled the plane for two hundred years.

With 200 years it's enough for a talented descendant to reform the entire plane, making the new descendants avid believers in the Simpson Family.

But Daniel hadn't even achieved that. Only a fraction of the mortals here thought that the Simpson Family were their true rulers. The rest only listen because of their overwhelming strength.

His incompetence is clearly shown when there are even 3,000 Rogue warriors. In two hundred years he couldn't even control the military power of the Plane? What rubbish.

Daniel didn't reply, he just watched as Samuel disappeared.

''Pah, who does he think he is?'' Daniel angrily muttered as he disappeared to return to his own fortress.

However he didn't dare initiate an attack on Samuel. Although he is confident to win, if he reports heavy losses to his father the punishment he will receive could potentially lose control of the plane!

How could he be willing? He has lived on this plane for the past two hundred years, his lifestyle is excellent there.

He has a harem of hundreds of beauties, he lacks nothing and he has already exhausted his potential.

He doesn't want to spend the next thousand years of his life working as a coolie for the rest of his family like his father does.

Samuel returned to the temporary fortress that was constructed with the wall as a base. He looked at the stacks of Space Backpacks and easily counted over a thousand!

Next came the organising of the resources. Samuel walked over to the first backpack and opened it up with his spiritual energy.

He quickly found out that the space backpacks were really inferior products.

Ordinary space backpacks are the size of a room, but these are barely the size of a wardrobe.