While everyone was busy handling the aftermath of the battle, Roland approached Thirte and asked him what they were going to do next.

"In a bit, we will head Northeast and fight another horde of Jinns," Thirte replied.

"Isn't the Temple said to be in the Northwest?" Roland frowned.

"Yes, but there's no rush," Thirte answered.

"No rush? Shouldn't reaching the temple be our priority?"

"Is it?"

The teage boy looked at the Hero with a smile.

"Are you sure going to the Temple should be our priority?" Thirte asked.

"Isn't that common sse?" Roland asked back.

Thirte shook his head. "List, Roland. I already st a scout to look for the location of the Temple of Courage. While that scout is looking for the place where we need to be, we should focus on gaining combat experice."

"Combat experice?" Roland frowned. "Why?"

He couldn't understand why they needed to gain combat experice wh they were already capable of fighting against low-ranking Monster Hordes.

Roland was right in thinking this way because he was strong.

He was now capable of fighting toe to toe with a Rank 5 Sovereign, which could have pottially wiped their Hero Party if not for the fact that Thirte had giv them a hellish training.

"Not everyone is as strong as you, Roland," Thirte said. "In a few years, the Cygni Contint will be invaded by Jinns.

"They will come in hordes, and those who have never expericed facing such numbers would oft get paralyzed with fear or die meaningless deaths because they have no idea on how to deal with such an overwhelming number of monsters.

"The Ctral Governmt and its Armies, can fd them off using modern weapons forged from Monster Parts.

"But the momt those monsters reach the front lines, everyone will have no choice but to fight at close quarters. Right now, I am training them how to deal with such threats. The territory of Absolute Heav is the perfect training g for Jinn Invasions. It will be a waste if we don't use this opportunity to train and farm items for the future."

Thirte th glanced at the Rookies, who were happily collecting cores from the monsters that they had slain.

Under his teachings, ev those without prior training were now able to hold their g against Rank and Rank monsters.

"They may only be Rookies right now, but in the future, they may become excellt Wanderers who will play a role in the bigger picture," Thirte said with confidce. "Since we can't always be on the same missions, I intd to groom them to the best of my ability. That way, they will have a higher chance to survive their Second Wandering."

Thirte sighed as he looked at the sky, knowing that the God of Wanderers was paying atttion to his conversation with Roland.

"Not all who wander are lost," Thirte said. "Every Wanderer counts. The seeds that we plant today will become the trees that will cover the tire forest, allowing others to take shelter under their wing."

Thirte reached out to bump his fist on Roland's chest before staring at the Hero with a steady gaze.

"You're still a small tree right now," Thirte stated. "And you need more battle experice to grow. Ar't you ashamed? I'm just a Rookie, but ev with your currt strgth, you won't be able to beat me."

"You're not a Rookie, remember?" Roland rolled his eyes. "You said it yourself. You are a Super Rookie."

"That's right."

"And you defeated a Majin King."

"Not by my own power. Get your facts straight."

A sigh escaped Thirte's lips because his ultimate trump card to beat the crap out of his father could no longer be used.

But he didn't regret using it.

He was now ged to the prest. As he was told, only by existing in the prest, will he have a choice to see tomorrow's sunrise.

Roland looked at the teage boy and felt as if he wasn't looking at a person younger than him.

He already felt this wh he interacted with him the first time.

Zion Levtis was a mysterious individual.

There is no Rookie like him in the world.

Several restrictions were placed in his body as if the Gods were jealous of his growth pottial.

But ev with those restrictions, he had accomplished many amazing feats, and his rect battle against a Majin King would be added to his legdary achievemts.

Roland, who was hailed as the Hero of the Ctral Governmt and treated as a Prodigy, paled in comparison to Thirte's achievemts.

The only advantage he had over the boy was that he was more good-looking than Zion.

Of course, he didn't dare say this out loud because he didn't want to hurt the younger boy's feelings.

But ev if he did, Thirte would just look at him weirdly because for the System of Cannon Fodders, this had never be an issue.

So what if Roland was more good-looking than him?

Did he care?

No.

Thirte only had two goals in life.

To screw the System God t times over and beat Fate in her own b*tchy game.

Before the Cygni Invasion began, Thirte planned to increase his currt strgth a step further.

Although he was a Rookie, his true strgth was that of the Master Rank.

His preparations to strgth his body were well under way.

Since he found another loophole in order to increase his strgth, which Laplace Demon reluctantly agreed to, he believed that he would possess the strgth of a Grandmaster or a Champion before the Cygni Invasion begins.

The Rank Ban only allowed him to go to the next Rank to become a Rookie. This was true regardless of what laws of power were used in the world he was in.

But there is just one, little, tiny, loophole that Thirte could use to boost his strgth.

Since he could level up from Level Zero to Level One, this meant that he could use other forms of Ranking Systems.

In the world of Solterra and Pangea, he had already reached "the limit."

But what if he used the ranks of a cultivation system?

Right now, his currt cultivation rank was zero.

Since the first step into the path of Cultivation was the Qi Refining Stage, Thirte could practice cultivation to double his currt strgth.

This was a loophole that Laplace Demon and The One had begrudgingly accepted.

From the very start, Thirte wasn't worried about his "limitation."

Ev if he could only reach Level , he would just have to become Level in all kinds of Rankings.

First Level Qi Refining Stage

Rank Martial Realm

Rank Spiritual Magic.

First Circle Magician.

Level Druid.

Level Sorcerer.

Level Barbarian.

So on, and so forth.

If this was a Dee-N-Dee game, Thirte would be multiclassing and unlock dozs of Prestige Classes.

By stacking all of those Ranking Systems, Thirte would gain a power that would make Laplace Demon, and The One, understand why the System God had placed such extreme restrictions on Thirte's body.

If left unchecked, it was highly possible that the weakest Wanderer would become a Demigod and break the balance of the tire world.

This was also the reason why Laplace Demon and The One had decided to make some concessions and reached a compromise with Thirte.

The only thing they had agreed on was that Thirte could only increase his Cultivation Rank to the Qi Refining Stage, doubling his currt strgth.

The teage boy agreed with this restriction, for at the momt, that was all that he needed.

He just needed a stronger body, ough to handle his Soul Keeper Armor, which had the ability to evolve.

Thirte th glanced behind him to look at Siri, whose hair had changed into a blonde color, glaring in his direction.

Roland and the other Wanderers didn't know who or what she really was, but Thirte knew her true colors.

The young lady, who was of the same age as him and treated him as a rival, was not human.

But, since Siri hadn't hurt any Wanderers and ev helped them survive during their First and Second Missions, he decided to turn a blind eye for the time being.

This way, he would be able to watch over her and understand why she had managed to lower her Rank to that of a Rookie despite having the strgth of an Apostle.