Seeing the scenery of the East Continent after such a long time, Hyeonu felt it was quite impressive, as well as unfamiliar. Not long ago, it had been a comfortable area for him. Yet at this moment, it seemed as if he had come to a new city.

‘There has been a huge increase in players.’

Taeyang, the capital of the Yuxin Empire, had changed noticeably. Firstly, the number of players had increased by a huge amount. The last time Hyeonu was in Taeyang, there weren’t many players—far fewer than in Aslan, the novice village.

‘Still, it has nothing to do with me.’

Taeyang was lively, but it had nothing to do with Hyeonu. He wasn’t here to see the people. He came for the beginning of the harvest of great profits—the main scenario.

Hyeonu broke through the players and stopped somewhere especially quiet. Fewer players were seen here. It was the entrance to the imperial palace of the Yuxin Empire. A guard of the imperial palace approached Hyeonu and wondered, “What is going on?” 

“I came to see His Majesty the Emperor.” Hyeonu pulled out a gold plaque. He held it out so that the guard could see it well. This was the gold plaque that he...