Dimensional Codex System I m really not a cultist

Chapter 62: Chapter 61: The Disaster of the Demon Beast

The sudden collapse of the Cleric Maiden startled everyone, but luckily, after an examination, it was discovered that she had simply overexerted herself and was otherwise unharmed. Moreover, Clark immediately arranged for someone to escort the Miss Cleric to rest, and he also prepared a room for Fang Zheng… After all, he was a great benefactor to Sweetwater Town, and naturally deserved to be treated well.

Meanwhile, Fang Zheng took the opportunity to make an unconventional request to Clark, hoping he could help collect the Spirit Crystals from the bodies of the black wolves. Clark didn’t hesitate for a moment and agreed immediately. These Hunters occasionally ventured into the forests to hunt Lesser Demon Beasts and then dug out the Spirit Crystals to sell for money. They were well-versed in this process, so upon hearing Fang Zheng’s request, Clark immediately assured him that no one would dare embezzle Fang Zheng’s Spirit Crystals, taking the task upon himself to see it done.

Clark was quite swift; it didn’t take him much time to hand over all the Spirit Crystals extracted from the bodies of the black wolves to Fang Zheng. Unfortunately, the quality of these crystals was quite ordinary. Apart from the alpha wolf’s Spirit Crystal, which yielded twenty Crystal Energy Points for Fang Zheng, the rest were valued at one to two Crystal Energy Points each. And since not every Demon Creature had one, Fang Zheng only ended up with a total of fifty Crystal Energy Points. It was a little less than he’d hoped, but it was better than nothing.

With time on his hands, Fang Zheng also began to inquire about something very important out of curiosity.

Where exactly is this place?

“This is the territory of the Northern Alliance… Eh, Mr. Fang Zheng, don’t you know?”

Clark was clearly surprised by Fang Zheng’s question but honestly answered it nonetheless. However, he then carefully voiced his own confusion. After all, Sweetwater Town was on the edge of the Northern Alliance’s territory; how had this gentleman ended up here?

“Ah, don’t even mention it.”

If Clark hadn’t asked, Fang Zheng would have spared himself the painful recollection.

“There was a problem with my Teleportation spell, and somehow I ended up here… I spent two days wandering the wilderness before I found my way out. But come to think of it, what exactly is going on here? I walked in the mountains for two days without encountering a single animal, not to mention that pack of black wolves… I thought Demon Beasts rarely appeared in civilized lands?”

“It seems you’ve had quite the bad luck.”

After learning the reason for Fang Zheng’s appearance, Clark looked at him with a complex expression and a wry smile.

“You may not know it, but we’re right in the middle of the beast horde season…”

With Clark’s explanation, Fang Zheng finally understood why he had been considered unlucky.

The Northern Alliance is located to the north, close to the Twilight Border, and every year, a beast horde occurs here. The reason is simple: Demon Beasts are wild animals tainted by Chaos Magic, and many wild animals have migratory instincts. They may be acting on instinct or under threat from more powerful Demon Beasts, but every winter, they launch attacks on the heartlands of human civilization.

The Northern Alliance is naturally the first target for these Demon Beasts. Although they have managed to block most of the Demon Beast attacks with the help of natural barriers and fortress checkpoints at mountain passes, the forest is vast, and there are always some that slip through. These black wolves were probably part of that “school of fish” that had penetrated the defenses amidst the chaos.

However, Clark frowned and looked troubled when he spoke of this attack.

“To be honest, I’m very concerned. We’ve been dealing with the beast hordes every winter for years, but this year’s seems to have come exceptionally early. Moreover, the Demon Beasts have appeared too quickly. Normally, even if there are a few that slip through during the beast horde season, they don’t show up until after the third snowfall. But now, right after the first snowfall, they’ve appeared here. I’m really worried that something may have gone wrong at the Twilight Border Fortress…”

Clark was troubled. As he said, the beast hordes had been a yearly event for more than just a couple of years; from the time he was born, every winter, when the snow sealed off the mountains, the Demon Beasts would try to invade the civilized heartlands. But all this had always followed a recognizable pattern, and although Sweetwater Town was said to be near the border, it was actually a considerable distance away. They usually packed up before the first snowfall, organized their belongings, and left after the first snow because then the mountains were sealed by the snow, and the wild animals had already fled far away due to the threat of the Demon Beasts, posing no danger. If they delayed for a few more days, the rivers would be completely frozen, making it much harder to leave.

But this time, the Demon Beasts… arrived a bit too soon.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

While Clark was worried, Fang Zheng’s eyes shone brighter the more he listened.

Countless Demon Beasts?

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Demon Beast Disaster?

Holy moly! How many Spirit Crystals is that? How much chump change?

How many more times can I pull a ten-in-a-row jackpot?!

Right now, what was giving Fang Zheng the biggest headache was the lack of Dimensional Points—it was never enough. However, there wasn’t much he could do about it since he only created the core framework of the game; he didn’t manage the instances and had no idea how the “Dimensional Codex” linked to all those bizarre worlds. And what made Fang Zheng want to spit blood was the extremely small number of Dimensional Points each instance awarded!

You have to understand that when Fang Zheng originally designed the game, it was a mobile game. In a mobile game, one chapter has at least a dozen levels, right? Players who get through one chapter should at least be able to save up enough resources for a ten-pull. But for some unknown reason, after coming to this world, when Fang Zheng time-travelled into those “instances,” the “Dimensional Codex” turned out to be quite stingy, offering only the main quest and occasionally some vague side quests that might not even come with Dimensional Points.

This really frustrated Fang Zheng; he immensely regretted not setting his starting Dimensional Count to 999999, even if just for experimentation’s sake. Now, each instance only yielded a limited number of Dimensional Points he could earn. Although he also gained quite a lot of benefits, Soulstones were still the core resource for Fang Zheng.

Not to mention he was still lacking a powerful ultimate move! Both “Arthas” and “Kerrigan” were embarrassingly weak. Now, Fang Zheng just hoped that the next time he performed a summoning, he could summon a real Angel. That way, whether he was swaggering around or facing off against a BOSS, he’d have a bit more confidence. He wouldn’t end up like that time against the Master of Lich, where he was almost cornered with nowhere to run and was left relying on sheer luck.

Fang Zheng had already decided on his strategy: use instances to farm for equipment and skills, and as for Dimensional Points… given the system’s nature, he might as well expect to top-up rather than accumulate points through quest rewards!

Now, the front lines were in dire straits, and it was time to come forward. As a Guardian Knight of the Sanctuary, I should… well, let’s not go there.

But no matter what, I absolutely can’t let go of so much easy money!

With that in mind, Fang Zheng had made up his mind deep down.

Head to Order Fortress, rake in cash, top-up!

Fang Zheng’s decision wasn’t just about the money. As a member of the Sanctuary, he was well aware that most of the Twilight Border Fortresses were territories of the Kingdom of the Holy Church. These properties were somewhat like the American territory of Hawaii on Earth, seeming a bit like a violation of other nations’ sovereignty, but in reality, many small countries actually wished for the military bases of a great nation to be stationed with them. The border fortresses built by the Kingdom of the Holy Church were no exception, and were even more welcomed, facing not humans, but the Chaos Demon Creatures. These small countries certainly couldn’t muster the manpower and resources to construct such a fortress to protect themselves. Now that the Kingdom of the Holy Church was willing to help, they were immensely grateful. Not to mention, the Kingdom of the Holy Church’s forces were strictly disciplined, much better than the so-called Anglo-Saxon “devils”—at least from what Fang Zheng had seen of people like Mart and Shi Dong, their dedication to “serving the people” was solid. This attested to the good reputation of the Kingdom of the Holy Church, which was better than that of other great nations.

Just look at the Cleric Maiden who had fainted from exhaustion—she had no prior relations with these people, was still quite young, and yet she was willing to fight alongside them. Tsk tsk tsk… Fang Zheng had to admit, the Sanctuary really wasn’t like what he had read in novels.

Of course, there were a few bad eggs, like Connie… But this was also a good thing, as it proved that the Sanctuary was an entity of mortals, comprised of humans. He would really start to suspect that the Sanctuary was controlling its members through brainwashing or similar means if every single member of an organization was a model comrade with incredibly high moral standards.

After all, it’s believable for most of the members of a power to be good people, but if they all were, that would be truly terrifying.

After learning of the situation from Clark, Fang Zheng decided to rest in Sweetwater Town for the night before heading to Order Fortress. Aside from raking in cash and topping up, this was also like reporting back to the organization. Fang Zheng was actually quite curious about this since he hadn’t been seen for over half a year—Shi Dong and the others hadn’t reported him dead… had they?

Upon learning of Fang Zheng’s decision, Clark tried to dissuade him for a while, but seeing Fang Zheng’s determination, he said no more. However, as their life-saving benefactor, Clark would not neglect Fang Zheng; he gifted him the best carriage in Sweetwater Town. Fang Zheng gladly accepted. With Order Fortress several days’ travel from Sweetwater Town, relying on his own two legs would probably kill him from exhaustion. Now that he had a carriage, for Fang Zheng, it was a no-brainer.

What Fang Zheng hadn’t expected was that the Cleric Maiden actually sought him out and expressed her wish to join him and travel together to Order Fortress. Fang Zheng was slightly surprised but didn’t think much of it and nodded in agreement. After all, they were colleagues, and looking out for each other on the journey was beneficial.

And so, after resting in Sweetwater Town for a night, Fang Zheng and the Cleric Maiden set off together on their journey toward Order Fortress.