While Others Cultivate I Use My System To Travel The Multiverse - Chapter 221: Rewards

Just like Ayda announced the first thing after arriving in this world, now that she was here, everything started to rapidly change.

Her initial worry about me putting this particular world above her own didn’t stop this insane girl from implementing ideas from both her own world and earth to bring forward my agendas here.

First, she started with the reorganization of the army.

By the time Ayda arrived in the world, Dearie’s domain no longer consisted only of the winged tribes, but also of a huge amount of small cities, districts, and villages of the wingless folk. But although they were united under the idea of making their lives a little bit easier in the new reality, this rag-tag bunch of people, places, and interests was far from being united.

“There is no way we can do something like this,” Dearie protested as soon as Ayda brought her idea up.

“Tell me, do you want to rule the world, or to rule several thousand people more than you do right now?” Ayda replied with a sharp tone. Looking at her face, I could tell she wasn’t taking Dearie’s disobedience nicely.

Was this something about who was first or who was second between the two of them? Or maybe Dearie was worried that Ayda’s building her influence in this world could potentially uproot her power?

“Girls, as much as I hate to take sides, this time I think we should go with Ayda’s suggestion.” Breaking my silent advisor role in this meeting, I turned my face to Dearie before lowering it with respect. “I know that it might sound like favoritism, but I really don’t want you to take it like that. Can you give Ayda a chance? Sooner or later, we will be out of this world so there is no need to worry about politics between us three here.” I attempted to reassure the winged girl, only to see her frown deepen.

“Leave this place? This is exactly the root of the problem,” Dearie announced, lowering her head powerlessly. “You are proposing a radical approach, one that has quick positive effects yet would give birth to long-standing problems. Can you understand what position I’m in right now?” Dearie asked, before hanging her head again.

“Tsk, that’s a good point,” I admitted. Crossing my arms on my chest, I looked down, trying to find the best way out.

Right now, we were torn between slowly assimilating the willing areas. This plan was sound and great as it relied on better living conditions as the main propagator of the new regime.

And on the other side, there was Ayda’s idea, reinforced with my silent support. The idea that when speaking about the endgame, taking lousy and lazy measures to deal with the situation wouldn’t be a perfect solution at all. Rather than that, avoiding the seemingly needless causalities early on would only lead to rivers of blood flowing through this world later.

In other words, Dearie was in a pretty bad situation right now. She could decide to go easy on everyone and just hope to resolve the situation peacefully over time, given how her lifespan was longer than any of the wingless humans could live. But that solution would mean ultimately going for a full-fledged war of annihilation, where only one of the sides could prevail.

On the other hand, she had the option to strike hard now, when the armies of the Northern Federation were in shambles. Even the month that passed since the battle was nowhere near enough for the oligarchs from the north to do anything about their situation.

By striking right into this chaotic mess, Dearie could put herself as the savior of the people. By sacrificing a few now, she could avoid greater conflict that would be otherwise bound to erupt down the line.

“Dear, let’s drop this topic for a moment,” Ayda suddenly said, looking at me with worry all over her eyes. “Did you manage to obtain what we wanted?” she then asked.

“Yes and no,” I hung my head low, troubled with how to approach the explanation of the situation.

Because in theory, yes, whatever I came here to obtain, I already did. From the very moment, the battle was won, the system acknowledged the fulfillment of my main mission. With that said, all I could do to get the rewards for completing the mission assigned to this world, was to actually receive them.

But I didn’t do it previously, and I didn’t want to do it anytime soon. And all of that because of a simple reason.

I wasn’t personally sure if what I did in this world could count as fulfilling the mission given to me. That line of thinking was suitable for someone who only received the system right now, not a veteran of it like me.

Ultimately, it all boiled to one focal point. I met the God behind the system. And I could tell how his intention for intervention in this world through me was aimed at bringing an age of peace and stability, not just setting Dearie on her path to creating such a utopia.

“Can you be a bit more precise?” Ayda pressed me, clearly not satisfied with my earlier response.

“I can see the rewards at any time I want… I just don’t think I deserve them yet,” I replied, turning my face away. If we were in a private, I could attempt explaining the entire thing to her. With Dearie keenly observing and listening, I couldn’t risk mentioning that bastard god or any of my real plans.

Because it would be better if she never realized the scope of what my multiverse system allowed me to do. As long as she believed I could only move to this or my homeworld, she would never grow to become a danger to my plans.

And as ruthless as this calculative approach could be, it was my honest effort to keep things simple and clean down the line.

“How about you check the rewards then?” Ayda asked, ignoring the puzzled look on Dearie’s face.

“Well, with the time freeze now over, I can’t really wait any longer,” I replied, standing up. I didn’t even need to invoke the status window, as it was always mixed into my vision. The convenience of this thing came from how it would completely merge into the everyday scenery, while instantly becoming clear and readable once I wished to see it.

After mentally scrolling through the options and notifications, I finally found what I was looking for. The mission reward box, consisting of two compartments. In one, a simple list awaited, detailing all the privileges I would now have in this world.

From being able to freely enter and exit it, through passively generated time-freeze, all the way to corresponding time-flow and changing its fluctuations…

This list alone was so full of potential, that I couldn’t even care less about the other parts of the prize of fulfilling the mission. Because with the rights that this reward gave me, I could easily move the entire economy of my sect to another world and draw all the people interested in being loyal to me here!

That was the extend of the rights granted by the list. And both material transportation and stabilized gates for transfers of normal people were on the list, although in the area with additional requirements.

As for the other part of the reward, when I moved my eyes to inspect it, I felt a shiver travel down my spine.