Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

Originally, he had already prepared himself to abandon the Undead Slaughter Territory—Prince Grazte of the Ubar’s retaliation was not something so easy to withstand.

But now it seemed there was no need.

With Prince Grazte of the Ubar’s true body restricted from personally taking the field, he should no longer dare to lightly start a war and invade other territories, because he was very likely to face a situation where everyone would rise up against him.

He ought to give full consideration to how best to use this share of influence in the Bottomless Abyss as support for his development on the Material Plane.

At the same time, he had to ensure that this Demon Territory would not spiral out of control during his long absences, and could instead develop in a healthy, self-sustaining way.

In the short term, there was actually no need to worry too much.

From the very beginning he had paid great attention to the mutual checks and balances between the three Demon Lords, and they had become Demigods only for a very short time; right now, the most crucial thing was to accumulate their own Strength and prepare for official Divine Enthronement. This was a long Path that could not be walked without Gaven’s assistance.

Thinking along these lines, Gaven fell asleep.

It had been a long time since he’d had a proper, unbroken Sleep, even though he no longer had much need for it in this regard.

But sleeping once in a while was also a kind of cleansing of the self, allowing him to return to a peak state.

Even when asleep, however, Gaven was more Alert than ordinary people. When familiar footsteps sounded outside the door, he immediately sat up; just as the knocking began, he had already opened the door.

Before the other party could speak, Gaven smiled and said, "It seems, my lady, that you’ve brought me good news."

The one standing outside the door was none other than the Card Queen.

The Card Queen answered with a smile as well: "Nothing can be hidden from you, my lord. I was afraid you’d be anxious, so I didn’t dare disturb your rest lightly."

"I’ve rested enough; any more would be a waste." Gaven stretched his limbs a bit. "At least I still have time to rest. It seems you, my lady, have been busy over my affairs all this time, without taking any rest yourself."

"I’m only passing a few words along; that hardly counts as busy." The Card Queen laid no claim to credit. "If it’s convenient, I’ll take you to meet the holder of the information. She specified that she wants to speak with you face to face about this matter."

"Convenient or not makes no difference—we’ll go now." Gaven was eager to return.

The Endless Heavenly Ladder certainly had considerable development value, but not now—rather at some relatively distant point in the future.

To develop trade, especially cross-Plane trade of this kind, you had to have solid products in hand.

And solid products required a powerful territory as their backing.

His territory might appear vast at present, but in reality it was an empty shell, yet to undergo systematic development and integration, and had not yet developed characteristics of its own.

As his horizons in the Bottomless Abyss expanded and he stepped into the ranks of the Demigods, he had countless new ideas he wanted to implement and realize within his own territory.

"Does the other party control a Portal leading to the Felen Continent? Or to the Outer Realm?"

"Directly to the Felen Continent."

"Has the other party named a price? What do I need to trade in exchange for the information?"

"She has not said anything about that; instead, she wishes to discuss it with you in person."

"The holder of the intelligence isn’t at the World Traveler Guild—so the other party isn’t a Boundary Traveler?"

"That’s right. She is a Winged Serpent People elder. We’ll need to visit her in her territory."

The Card Queen led Gaven along as they hurried on their way, trading information as they went.

This was the advantage of a wide network of contacts—if it wasn’t bright in the east, it would be in the west. When the World Traveler Guild yielded no harvest, the Winged Snake Woman side had instead sent word back.

They had only just come out of the World Traveler Guild when several Winged Snake Women gathered around them.

The Card Queen asked Gaven, "Do you have the ability to fly, my lord? We’ll take a shortcut this time."

"I do!" Without another word, Gaven directly activated his High-level Hyper-state Change ability, transforming into a member of the Winged Serpent People—the male version.

With his Psychic Sorcerer Professional Level officially stepping into the Legendary rank, many of Gaven’s Psychic Sorcerer abilities had risen accordingly, especially the exclusive abilities of his specialized Profession, the Shapeshifter.

For beings below Transcendent, he only needed to carefully observe them to be able to imitate their Transformation.

Doing this was naturally not just to show off; it was also to make the upcoming interactions easier.

A form of the same Race made it easier to win their favor, even if they knew perfectly well it was a Spell-based Transformation.

This could be seen from the reaction of the Winged Snake Women who had come to receive them. They had originally been circling around the Card Queen; now they ignored her completely, flitting excitedly around Gaven instead, chattering away as they flew. They were using their own unique language, somewhat like a blend of Elven and Heavenly Language, crisp and pleasant to the ear.

As for the content of their chatter, it made Gaven’s scalp tingle a bit, and he somewhat regretted this rash decision.

The Insight Gemstone he wore automatically translated their language.

In addition to praising Gaven’s sturdy, handsome build, they were mostly discussing the topic of laying eggs after mating with him—bold and explicit in the extreme.

He finally understood why the Card Queen had been looking at his Transformation with such a strange expression.

It wasn’t surprise at his abilities, but the schadenfreude of someone about to watch a good show.

This Race of Winged Snake Women, composed entirely of females, possessed a certain Trait for the sake of their Race’s continuation—they "borrowed seed" from other humanoid beings.

Among these, Humans, Elves, and Divine were the ones that best fit their aesthetics and were the most common sources for such "borrowing."

His extremely High Charisma was already extraordinarily attractive to them; now that he had transformed into one of their own, he had practically delivered himself to their door.

Even after he figured out the crux of the situation, Gaven had no intention of canceling his Transformation.

He counted as someone who had seen the wider world; he had even endured the Queen of the Succubi’s orgiastic feasts of lust. How could he possibly be afraid of a mere group of Winged Snake Women?

The Winged Snake Women’s looks were quite good and their Charisma not low, but overall they were still too much of an Alien Race, their appeal far weaker than that of Succubi. He simply pretended he couldn’t understand their comments and critiques.

The Card Queen, generated by the writer’s-assistant AI, a new feature trial!