Chapter 267

Of course this is far away. Now he only receives 10 Spiritual Pills a year from the wage as an Apprentice and 10 Beast kills.

According to that pace it would take 50 years to become a supervisor. The costs are the same as when you're on the battlefield. Just the permissions are different.

If you become a supervisor, you are qualified to sell Spiritual Pills to the warriors who want to buy them, and you can manage many apprentices.

You also receive a piece of the commission from the Spiritual Pills and Weapons that you manage to sell, and some beast blood from the corpses you buy!

Altogether it is an incredible job.

Soon the four siblings were situated. But much like the rest of the apprentices, they were struggling a lot with finding customers.

They are very out of the way, and the main areas are receiving a lot more customers. The few that come over to the Apprentice area are quickly snapped up by the children at the front.

Even after a few weeks, Dansir only received two customers both selling low value items. Even though what you sell doesn't influence your base income of 'beast kills' required for the promotion, the ability to buy Abyssal beasts from people is hard to come by.

And depending on the value of the sales, you can often receive bonuses in the form of Spiritual Pills or 'Beast Kills'.

But even Dansir wasn't interested in the mutilated corpses that were brought to him.

However, just as he was sitting on a small wooden stall behind the stand, a large commotion appeared at the entrance to the supply depot.

Immediately the rustling of chairs could be heard. Dansir turned to see all the apprentices quickly running forward.

Only then did he see their aim. A large convoy entered the Supply Depot, pulling behind them large wooden carriages stacked with bodies of abyssal creatures.

What's more there were warriors on each side carrying bodies stacked on their shoulders.

But within seconds, from all directions the accompanying soldiers were swarmed with young apprentices or even older apprentices!

At the same time, multiple supervisors walked over and began to talk to the people carrying the carts.

As for the most beautifully decorated cart in the centre, hanging off the back on a small extension there was a metal vault.

From within the Supply Depot a slightly older Middle-Aged man, the Floor Manager came out to talk to them. Floor Managers are the equivalent of the Vice-Captains, while Supervisors are the same as Squadron leaders.

In order to talk to the Floor Manager, clearly the man within the carriage was a Vice-Captain or higher!

But they quickly went inside.

''Quickly! Let's go talk to the soldiers. If we can get some business we would definitely become supervisors sooner.''

Dansir showed an eager look and took the initiative to run up to some nearby soldiers.

Unfortunately he was unlucky, but now all of the children were. In the end, Ruby, the youngest of the group at only 6 years old, actually got a customer!

Apparently she reminded him of his daughter, and he sold her 10 corpses of beasts.

Just from that transaction Ruby received 2 'Beast Kills' and got closer to the supervisor position.

Of course, Samuel didn't place his hopes on these children totally. He sent them there to eventually work their ways up and bring him some benefits.

After all, this army is going to be around for a long time, the benefits from having a high position within it could help an organisation grow exponentially.

From what Samuel knows, when you reach higher ranks even things like boosters or special medicines and artifacts can be bought from the High-Level Plane.

Even families like the Simpson Family are getting involved!

Of course the only really interested families are those smaller ones or Middle-Sized ones like the Simpson Family.

For the strong families with their own Rank 7-8 and 9 Warriors, they are more likely to mobilise their own attacks with the planes under their control rather than anything else.

Apart from relying on the children, Samuel hoped to rely on his Dogs of War.

Although 500 Kills on Abyssal Creatures are a lot, he is sure that some of the more talented ones that he sent, although only being Rank 1 and a few Rank 2's can eventually become Squadron Leaders.

Unfortunately he has very little hope for becoming anything higher. But Samuel doesn't care, because he has another benefit.

For every Abyssal creature killed he can summon a One Inch Dog of War!

With 100,000 Dogs of War fighting in the battlefield, a few hundred beasts are killed everyday!

Some days he gets lucky and more will be killed!

Previously, just by hunting and killing stray groups Samuels quest reward didn't show its true colours.

But now on a huge battlefield with countless warriors fighting, Samuel can get thousands of summons each week.

And One Inch Spiritual Roots are still incredibly important to Samuel. Over the past eight years he has opened up another 300 Small Spiritual Farms.

Now there are close to 400 Spiritual Farms under his control, requiring at least 400,000 Dogs of War to control!

For other Rank E organisations this is an insane amount. They would at most be able to send 100 Warriors there.

But then they are constantly at risk of a larger beast tide coming and wiping them out.

1,000 Warriors is basically enough to ensure that they will be left untouched without any special circumstances.

But these 400,000 Warriors is a huge sum for Samuel as well. They basically hollowed out all of the idle warriors he has!

After all, no matter how many warriors he has, they are spread out between 8 planes, adventuring, battlefields and under the control of his various descendants and concubines.

Not to mention the warriors have to spend a majority of their time practising if they want to dream of making advancements in the future.

So this new influx of summons comes at the perfect time.

But more importantly, the new influx of summons, and the practice energy from the summons brought a large amount of energy to Samuel.

He is finally going to break through!

Sitting deep within the Lanford Family Headquarters, Samuel felt the ever increasing density of the aura and took a deep breath.

Within his body, the dense mist of Spiritual Energy spread even further, not longer restrained to his abdomen.

Faint particles spread out passing through every cell strengthening it countless times over. His body went into overdrive forcibly producing more and more cells, each denser and stronger than the ones that are dying.

Samuel's eyes opened, the Spiritual Mist within his body spreading out of his pores. His fist reached out lightly, around it swam a dense mist as it blasted out creating a giant fist in mid air.