The girl leaned closer, pressing gently against the strong man in her heart. Her cool little hands, like a flawless piece of white jade, carefully massaged his shoulders.

In the misty haze, a young blonde girl, with a serious expression, meticulously served the powerful city lord of Titan City.

Small hands, seemingly weak, yet possessing a powerful strength.

Xiao Han squinted slightly, his gaze languid. A comfortable sensation came from his shoulder, traveling through his nerves to his brain. Anna's massage skills were much more proficient than the first time.

After handing over the supplies to the cabinet, Xiao Han relaxed in a hot spring, guided by his trusted aide.

This hot spring was built next to the city lord's mansion, serving as the city lord's resting place, and is fully equipped with all kinds of facilities.

However, facing the eager eyes of a group of waitresses, Xiao Han paused for a moment, sensing a conspiracy.

Ultimately, despite initially intending to refuse, he looked at the embarrassed look in the eyes of a blonde toddler squeezed to the edge and instantly chose the youngest, Anna.

After all, young girls are delicate and easily pushed over, and their minds are still very innocent. They won't be attracted to his body while bathing, so it's absolutely impossible for him to take advantage of them.

"That was the most beautiful grassland in my memory. The tender grass nurtured many kinds of food. Anna's favorite was the roasted rabbit leg."

“My father loved me very much. Even when winter came and food was scarce, he would secretly tear off a big piece of meat for me to eat. He was the greatest father in Anna’s heart.”

“Children in the tribe have to go out to hunt alone on the grasslands when they are seven years old. Luckily, the trap I made caught a young deer, which is Anna’s proudest achievement.”

Anna chuckled as she massaged his shoulders, and Xiao Han listened quietly, learning about the exotic customs of the werewolf clan.

Werewolf children, once they reach a certain age, are thrown onto the grasslands by the tribe to hunt for food on their own in order to sustain the race.

Anna passed through the ritual; she possessed exceptional talent and had honed her hunting skills, which were evident in the shoulder massage, a perfect blend of strength and gentleness.

Every adult werewolf has excellent control over their power. Black Fang noticed Anna's gloom and, after inquiring, immediately beat up George and the others. He then taught Anna advanced massage techniques to please the city lord.

As everyone knows, the Little Fox God is a complete purveyor of young girls.

Using this opportunity to rise to power and seize authority is also Black Fang's main goal.

"Bang!"

A flower bud fell from a vine by the hot spring, floated on the water, and slowly bloomed before my eyes, revealing a bottle of fruit wine.

After opening the bottle, Xiao Han tilted his head back and drank the fruit wine, letting it slide down his throat and into his lower abdomen. The newly brewed wine contained a sweet and sour fruit flavor, and the alcohol content was very low, about the level of half a bottle of beer.

After quenching his thirst, he closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the massage while pondering Titan City's next move.

The calamity of winter will still come, but due to the intervention of the evil god, it will be delayed for a few days to avoid the suspicion of the Norse gods.

Taking advantage of the harsh winter season, when all forces are busy overcoming disasters and have no time to attend to Titan City, Xiao Han decided to strengthen Titan City by gathering intelligence along the way in the wasteland.

There are two fundamental ways to grow stronger. First, establish a complete infrastructure in the city. For example, alchemy involves industrial development. However, Minise had already seen this and took the lead in establishing an alchemy workshop. It was a small factory, but it had all kinds of facilities, which enabled it to produce a large number of materials such as mulch, cement, and glass products in just one week.

According to Hruf, the alchemy workshop was originally a secret factory invested in by the Dark Raven Guild to produce amethyst lightning.

Of course, industry alone is not enough; agriculture and commerce are also important areas for development.

After resolving the issues with the city's infrastructure, another option is to invade other forces and seize their territory.

The history of the Midland continent spanning tens of thousands of years proves that invasion is the strongest driving force for the growth of a power.

In the prosperous Middle-earth, a dozen Norse gods divided into factions, led by four powerful figures: the goddess of night, the god of fire, the god of war, and the god of the sky. In their struggle for the throne of the gods, they secretly supported the various factions to fight, annex, and destroy each other. The strong became strong, and the weak perished. Even the Tower of Hera tacitly approved of this behavior.

In Middle-earth, wars broke out frequently between kingdoms, and the battles between the gods caused natural disasters and calamities, resulting in the deaths and injuries of countless people. Even the lowest-ranking tribes and lords could not survive. On the other hand, the exiled Northland, although struggling to survive, could manage to live with effort.

Therefore, Middle-earth is equivalent to Hell difficulty, while Northland, to put it more politely, is like beginner mode.

But in reality, although the North is barren and has experienced less war, it is not an easy place to gnaw on. It has been plagued by numerous calamities banished by the gods, creating dangerous places where even gold-tier powerhouses can perish: the Breath Corridor, the Poison Dragon Swamp, the Kingdom of the Dead, the Ruins of the Giant City, the Spine of the Dragon...

However, in the end, this is an era of heroes, a constellation of stars, and a vast and magnificent world. Sometimes, after breaking through the limits, individual power often surpasses that of a particular force.

Xiao Han built his power base, partly as a strong backing, and partly through practical experience, resources, and expertise, growing step by step until his extraordinary flames soared into the sky, allowing him to embark on a dazzling golden path with the leisurely air of a stroll.

Only by mastering the power oneself can one break free from the chessboard laid out by the evil god and take control of one's own destiny.

With these thoughts in mind, Xiao Han opened his eyes, a glint of crystalline blood flashing across his pupils.

The general plan is in place, but there may be some mishaps when putting it into action.

"puff!"

Xiao Han spat out a mouthful of fruit wine, his expression strange.

My back, soft and cool skin, pressed tightly against mine, even with a thin bath towel in the way, felt like soft jade, irresistible to touch.

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