Rioneed: VRMMORPG

Power… the curse of humans is their thirst for power. Ibro didn't mind that. He didn't want his future village pillars to be soft and content. The relaxed false safe life of humans was their biggest sin. Ibro said in a serious tone:

"You all will be the future pillar of my empire. I know the term empire might seem strange to you, but it's an indication of a mighty sect or academy that rules over a huge endless land. 

These lands aren't just in one world or one universe. I want you to raise your powers fast enough and be ready for the upcoming challenges. 

As for each person's role, you can see the village after you officially join and select a suitable role for you. My empire is still young and weak. 

I need you to do your best and choose what you can excel at. Of course, you will return to me and discuss your roles before finally taking them."

The dean exchanged silent glances and a lot of talking with the other 8 via divine sense for a couple of minutes before saying:

"Do you mean we will rebuild branches of our sects and academies here and rule over them?"

Ibro sighed silently. These people had lived all their lives in the sect and academies shadow. They couldn't think outside this cage.

"I believe you need more time to adapt to the life I plan. Fine, let me give you tasks then. First, you will need to put these inside your dantians. 

After that, you will go to the cultivation hall and pick up your classes. According to these classes, I will assign posts to you."

That was the best approach to this problem. He didn't want to waste a lot of time organizing the structure of his village, as he had more things to do. 

But, he had no other choice here. Ibro then took 8 omega stones and gave these to the 9 cultivators. They didn't hesitate to use them. 

Immediately, Ibro felt a connection between his alpha stone and their omegas. He could kill them on a whim if he wanted. After finishing all this, they had become part of the village.

"What is going on exactly?"

Suddenly, one of the 9 cultivators spoke out loudly with surprised looks. He wasn't the only one, but the rest of them also showed the same expression. 

Ibro looked strangely at them, but he didn't have the chance to ask them anything. They sat down on the ground one by one immediately and started their training. 

Ibro stood in front of them checking everyone with curiosity. Was joining his village had this effect on them? If so, then he had another card to play with. Ibro left the 9 cultivators to their training hoping that they could breakthrough. 

That would add more fire to his village legend. The first thing Ibro did was to look for Rinobak. A week had passed since he built his village, so he needed to know the current situation of the village. 

This time, Rinobak was at the walls supervising the whole project himself. Rinobak and other villagers came from technology-based civilization, so they were familiar with life here. 

Rinobak knew the importance of a wall and towers to any village, so he was taking this task more seriously. As usual, he knelt while greeting Ibro, who asked at once:

"How are the building processes at the village going?"

"We are going according to the schedule I planned. I intend to finish all the buildings during the next week. We have nearly finished building 40% of all our designs."

Ibro was satisfied with his plan. He then asked:

"Have you found any good administrative talents in the new villagers?"

"Unfortunately not, my king. All the ones who came here had shallow talents at administration."

Ibro sighed in regret. He held high hopes on the dean and other high-level cultivators from that world, but he was disappointed. They were far away from being even acceptable to this task. 

He didn't think that the gap between the technology and cultivation was that big. There was a difference between ruling over a sect or academy and ruling a village. 

That would be a huge headache for him. If he couldn't solve this problem now, then he would find it nearly impossible to solve later on. A village without good administration was doomed to fail. 

But where should he look? He wasn't at the game anymore. Any game based world had tons of towns and villages he could annex, but here he had none. 

Ibro knew that his plan to train those sects and academies leaders would take a long time. He also wasn't sure that all of them would succeed at this transition. 

Not all people had the ability to change… that was a fact. Dejected by this hard problem to crack, he asked Rinobak:

"Tell me, have we found any suitable generals?"

"Yes, we have over 20 generals and captains in our village, my king."

Finally some good news. Ibro was trying to mimic his other village-style in administration. 

He wanted to have two separate types of departments; the civil type and the military type. By the presence of these generals here, he had solved the military problem.

"Send them to the battlefront to join the armies out there."

"As you wish, my king."

"I want to deliver a message with them. I want to send scout teams to discover the area around us. 

Make them deliver this message to the alpha death knight. Also, tell them that the supreme commander there is the alpha death knight."

"I will make sure they deliver this message, my king."

"Now retire and continue your hard work. I will go to cultivate a little. When I finish, I will look for you again."

Ibro then retreated towards his lord manor. Before he even could see the manor from far away, he felt a sudden surge in power coming from his manor.

'It seems these old fogies have succeeded in breaking through.'