Undead God: I Can Extract Everything

“That’s not like you. I know you’re not one to consider the bigger picture!”

As Anson Harris was saying this, he strode over to the window, following Ennis Hawkins’ gaze towards the Promotion Temple.

After a while, Anson Harris turned to look at Ennis Hawkins.

“So, you’re still sticking to your original plan, huh!

Planning to send him away again?”

“Yeah.”

Ennis Hawkins nodded: “The one just left, and Bruce Hodge came soon after.

Their intentions are obvious. Whether it’s Spring City or Thorn Oak City, they will become the focus of it all.

Or perhaps I am at the center of this whirlpool. The closer someone is to me, the more likely they are to be crushed.”

“So, you are planning to use this opportunity to send him off.

But you can’t be too blatant about it. You’re worried that if you do, Bruce Hodge will focus on him more.

You’re also worried that if you’re too blatant, Dean McKenzie will refuse to leave when he learns about your situation.

And if he does leave, you’re worried he might feel guilty later?

That’s why you asked me to ignore him?”

Ennis Hawkins did not respond to Anson Harris’s words.

But sometimes silence is the best response.

“You’re really a weird guy. Clearly… Forget it, it’s none of my business, do whatever you want!”

Angrily, Anson Harris left again.

Meanwhile, in the toilet outside the Promotion Temple,

Dean McKenzie, who’d been squatting for hours, wasn’t numb in the legs thanks to his high physique of over 500, but he was exhausted!

“Can’t rely on President Anson, he must be in a tricky situation.

And Anthony is probably still asleep.

In this case, I have to face it all by myself!”

But how should Dean McKenzie face it?

Should he walk out of the toilet and leave with the people from the Mirror Stand?

That doesn’t seem like a good choice.

Recently Dean McKenzie has started to realize that this world is not the same as the one he traversed from.

The Professional Alliance is not the same as the official organization from his previous world.

The Alliance is much darker than he imagined.

If he really goes with them, the consequences could be dire.

“When in doubt, let’s just dive into an instance! Let’s boost my power first. With enough power, everything will fall into place!

Besides, the next instance can buy me some time. Maybe Anthony will wake up while I’m delaying. And that could solve the problem.

Sigh, after all this, it still comes down to Anthony.”

Saying this, Dean McKenzie sighed deeply and used the ‘Goblin Uprising 3’ Instance Scroll.

[You have activated the instance ‘Goblin Uprising 3’!]

As the system prompt refreshed,

The familiar sensation of weightlessness returned, and Dean McKenzie disappeared from the toilet.

These toilets were being monitored in real-time by George Holt and his people. They were practically using telescopes!

As soon as Dean McKenzie disappeared, George Holt’s side sensed it.

“Trying to buy time using instance scrolls, is he?”

George Holt didn’t object to this.

He also wanted to see how the big fish could be lured out if Dean McKenzie kept delaying it.

Although the chances were slim, trying wouldn’t cost anything.

If all else fails, they could just bring Dean McKenzie back to Thorn Oak City.

“It’s not like his power will skyrocket after he leaves an instance and I won’t be able to handle him, right?”

Instance, Goblin Uprising, in Storm Forest!

Dean McKenzie blinked,

And was already in the instance, inside the Storm Forest.

“Quickly, let’s go. We’re not entirely safe yet. The Great Swordsman from the Becky family could come at any time.

If he catches up with us, we’re finished!”

Dean McKenzie had just opened his eyes when the Pighead Maid urgently urged him to move.

“So, it really is continuing from where we left off!”

The instance plot picked up directly from where they left off last time, something Dean McKenzie hadn’t expected.

“But this isn’t too bad. Compared to the torturous beginnings of the previous two times, this beginning is much better.

Also, the beginning of the last trial was not too bad. It looks like my luck is improving recently!”

While Dean McKenzie was laughing, the Pighead Maid seemed incredibly anxious, grabbed him and said “Dean McKenzie, what are you mumbling about? Hurry up and move! The Becky family is coming!”

Dean McKenzie smiles slightly: “Don’t worry, we are safe now!”

For the Pighead Maid, it may have only seemed like an instant, but for Dean McKenzie, it had been over ten days already.

Dean McKenzie was no longer the person he used to be.

A measly level 65 Great Swordsman, if he dares come, Dean McKenzie would dare to make him into a stew.

This was just right as Dean McKenzie had bottled-up anger from outside the instance due to those guys from the Mirror Stand.

But to Dean McKenzie’s surprise, someone agreed with him as soon as he said this.

“Yes, he’s right. You’re safe now!”

A strange voice echoed.

A moment later, the surroundings lit up.

Dean McKenzie noticed that an army of the Pighead clan now surrounded them.

The leader was a pighead man in a silver-white armor, holding a war hammer.

It was the one who spoke just now.

Dean McKenzie gave the pighead man a second glance.

Even without using Appraisal Skill, Dean McKenzie could sense that this pighead man was no ordinary creature.

He was much stronger than the Earth Warrior that Dean McKenzie had defeated previously.

While Dean McKenzie was still observing the pighead man, the Pighead Maid was already cheering up..