My Descendants Are My Power

After hearing about the wonders of Beast Mastery, Nathan finally understood. Filled with emotion, he exclaimed, "So that's it, the Beast Mastery passed down by the Forebearer is truly extraordinary."

Saying this, he looked at his increasingly beautiful wife, stood up straighter, his old face blushing slightly, "Honey, there are some things I'd like to discuss back in our room."

"You old flirt!" Luna playfully scolded, pulling Nathan into their room.

"..."

Ethan grimaced as he watched the screen. He quickly switched the view and muttered through gritted teeth, 'If you two keep flaunting your love in front of me, I'll bury you apart, one in the Antarctic and the other in the Arctic!"

He took a moment to compose himself.

Ethan then continued to monitor the game screen, soon focusing on the values on the right side of the screen.

[Spiritual Tribute: 5121]

"Finally enough."

He grinned, having watched the Spiritual Tribute value grow during this period in Blackwood.

Reaching 5000 was also fulfilling another condition!

The screen shifted to a cellar behind the Blackwood ancestral hall, where a huge mech was stored!

He clicked on the War AI Bionic Robot.

A long-awaited dialog box popped up on the screen.

[To activate the War AI Bionic Robot operating system, 5000 Spiritual Tribute points are required.]

[Detected that you have sufficient Spiritual Tribute.]

[Would you like to establish a connection now? You will be able to control the mech and enter combat mode!]

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He was eager to control the mech, see the first-person view in the game, and fight alongside the game's clan members!

He excitedly clicked—

[Yes!]

"Mr. Ethan, here are the 3000 Energy Stones from our last deal, and the 500-inch LCD screen you asked for."

As soon as the operating system was up, Alan had already arrived at Blackwood.

Talk about perfect timing!

Ethan collected the items he needed from Alan, who was sipping tea. He tossed him a Storage Ring and remarked, "Alan, those 20 blood fruits from last time were just a start. You handle things efficiently. Now, I'm giving you 80 more to see how you manage."

"80 fruits?"

Alan paused, then smiled, "Seems like Blackwood still doubts my capabilities. But alright, Mr. Ethan's Blood Fruits do have a market. Give me three days, I can sell these 80 fruits."

"Only three days to sell them?" Ethan asked, frowning in skepticism.

He had calculated that Blackwood would give him at least 3000 Beast Blood Fruits a month. Selling just 80 in three days, how long would it take to sell them all?

Seeing Ethan's expression, Alan was not angry but pleased, which meant Ethan might have a large quantity of Blood Fruits. He quickly said, "Yes, first off, Blood Fruits are a new product, so I need to let buyers know about their effects and benefits. Buyers will introduce more buyers, creating market competition, and eventually, the volume sold will increase, and even the price... might go higher!"

"So that's how it works," Ethan said, finally relaxing as he acknowledged his lack of experience in sales.

When sending Alan off, Ethan asked, "Alan, what about... that thing we agreed on?"

"No worries, but it's pricey. I've already had it sent over from outside the domain," Alan said with interest.

"How many Energy Stones?"

Alan held up two fingers, and seeing that Ethan didn't mind, he added, "But let me say this upfront, once Mr. Ethan gets that thing, just play around with it, don't let it be found out, or I really can't cover for you."

"Don't worry." Ethan grinned, "If I get caught, I'll tell them I didn't get it from Alan."

"..."

Alan decided not to discuss these matters. He glanced at an old lady lingering outside the Blackwood gate, puzzled, "Isn't that the psychic equipment artisan from number 12? Mr. Ethan, have you gotten yourself into trouble?"

Ethan nonchalantly said, "Oh, I had her make some psychic equipment before, you know her, right?"

"That explains it." Alan clearly knew of Grandma Quinn's 'glorious deeds', "Did Mr. Ethan make her suffer a loss? She couldn't get a bargain from your psychic gear?"

"I got someone to help, she didn't dare. Look at me, weak and helpless, she only dares to trouble me."

Ethan waved his hand.

"No worries, Mr. Ethan, just be at ease, I have my ways."

Alan then left the room.

As Ethan closed the door, he faintly heard Alan's laughter outside.

"Ah? Psychic Auntie? What are you saying? How could I possibly know Ethan? No no, I don't know him, right right, it's none of my business."

"..."

Ethan's facial muscles twitched violently. He thought Alan had a way to calm Grandma Quinn down, turns out this cunning businessman had a way to escape being affected by her, right?

"Fine then."

He wasn't in a hurry, after all, Alan and he were just business partners, no need to get tangled in his troubles. Besides, these days, if you're not targeted by a few masters, you really can't claim to be mixing in the outside world!

...

Back in his room, Ethan busied himself setting up the massive 500-inch LCD screen, which now covered an entire wall. This piece of tech was considered a relic in these times and required custom ordering.

Ethan's gaming was getting more serious, and a small screen just wouldn't cut it anymore. A larger screen not only allowed him to see a broader map but also made navigation much easier.

Especially when...

**[You have activated the War AI Bionic Robot operating system!]**

**[Autonomous activation available!]**

In an instant, Ethan chose to activate it.