I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 739 - 461: The Truth About the Occupied Area

With the end of the Western war, Chen Lun’s life was returned to a brief peace. But he was also aware that the next stage of the main storyline involved dealing with the infestation waves of the Dark World, and that day would not come too late.

Thus, he silently awaited the summon of Prince Dazlert, while diligently reading.

From the Western war, all Experience Points he had garnered were invested in enhancing his Main Occupation "Juggler," which had now reached LV49, just one level short of Max Level. He aimed to complement the missing Experience Points by reading Mystic Books as soon as possible.

Moreover, over time, his exploits on the battlefield began to spread, and nearly every day, he would receive notifications of an increase in his reputation.

That morning.

After breakfast, Chen Lun was reading a Mystic Book in his room, as usual. He had been reading for half an hour when he heard a ding near his ear.

[Due to your actions in the "Western War," your deeds are continuously spread among the Imperial Military, the Royal Family, and high society…]

[Regional Reputation Points increased by 1! Current: 150 points! (Additionally: Epic Reputation Points 5)]

’Finally, the requirement for Epic Reputation Points has been met…’

Chen Lun smiled slightly and gently closed the book.

’Just one more level to reach Max Level in my Main Occupation to trigger the Saint’s Promotion Task.’

He then clicked to view his panel, and in the Experience Points section, it was shown[390K/550K], meaning he was short by one hundred sixty thousand Experience Points.

’Now that the Western War storyline has ended, the players seem to have nothing much to do, except voluntarily searching for side quests or venturing into the Immortal Realm. Their deaths in the Immortal Realm bring me Experience Points, and together with reading, it should take less than a week to gather the needed points.’

Chen Lun thought to himself.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door and Connie’s voice came from outside:

"Mr. Jack, the carriage is ready, Mr. Golov says we can leave at any time."

"Okay, I understand."

Chen Lun responded.

In fact, soon after returning to the Royal City, he had received an invitation to visit from General Vance. Today was the day they had agreed upon. Originally, he planned to go in the afternoon, but upon hearing Connie’s reminder, he decided to leave earlier.

He turned to look at the book on the table, thinking it wouldn’t be too late to read more later.

After exiting his room, Chen Lun saw Connie in a khaki work outfit, likely having come in haste, as her oil-stained gloves were carelessly stuffed in the front pocket of her shirt, with some grime still left on her face.

"You can go on, Connie."

Chen Lun said with a light laugh, casually pointing at her cheek to indicate the dirt.

"Okay, Mr. Jack... Ah, sorry, how rude of me."

Connie used the back of her hand to wipe her face, felt embarrassed after seeing it blackened.

Chen Lun smiled and shook his head, then went downstairs.

After exiting the residential area’s Great Gate, he boarded the carriage that had been waiting by the entrance. Golov greeted him with a salute, then immediately cracked the whip and the carriage started moving.

General Vance’s residence was in the Central District, not far from the Generous Church District. After about twenty minutes of driving, they arrived at their destination.

Chen Lun got off the carriage and was somewhat surprised to see the single-family apartment in front of him; he hadn’t expected a high-ranking officer of the Imperial Military to live in such a simple house.

A few flowers were hung on the front door, and the house number read "Central District Street 42, Vance Cone residence."

Chen Lun asked Golov to wait outside and approached the front door to press the doorbell.

Ding… Ding…

At the same time, he noticed that despite the quiet surroundings, a small squad of transcendent members of the Imperial Military was secretly guarding the house… more precisely, ensuring the safety of General Vance and his family.

The moment he got off the carriage and stepped down, he felt watched... Although the warning from his Spiritual Intuition was not intense, he could perceive that those hidden were strong, at least of the Mid Sequence level.

Soon, the apartment’s door was opened by an elderly white-haired woman who slowly approached, scrutinizing Chen Lun through the fenced door.

"You must be Mr. Jack, right? Vance has been waiting for you for a while."

The elderly woman smiled kindly and opened the door.

"Good morning, Mrs. Cone."

Knowing that the elderly woman was General Vance’s wife, Chen Lun greeted her politely.

"Vance was up early in the morning, fussing over his collection of fine wines, and mentioned that a young friend would be visiting..."

The elderly woman led Chen Lun into the courtyard and whispered.

Chen Lun chuckled and made a simple echo of a few words.

As they entered the apartment, General Vance, who was wiping glasses with a towel in the hall, slowly rose with a smile.

"Please have a seat, Mr. Jack."

He gestured invitingly.

"The house is a bit simple, please don’t mind."

At this moment, General Vance was dressed casually in a blue shirt and leisure trousers. Although he still had a large and imposing figure, he lacked the commanding presence seen on the battlefield. Those unfamiliar with him might think he was a high-ranking executive who had retired from the business world.

"It is an honor to be invited to the General’s residence."

Chen Lun took off his hat and made a polite remark, then sat on the sofa.

General Vance ceremoniously opened a bottle of wine with a corkscrew and poured a glass for Chen Lun.