Venix stepped through the dense forest outside the city, his sharp eyes catching sight of the shadows of human camps hidden deep within the woods.

  The camps appeared primitive, surrounded by makeshift wooden fences, while a few watchtowers stood tall, scanning the area with vigilant eyes.

  It wasn’t just one or two camps Venix stumbled upon—it was dozens.

  Each human camp housed groups of people numbering in the dozens, and every single one of them was a Seedbound.

  At one point, Venix was spotted by someone, which led to him being pursued.

  With agility, Venix reached into his system inventory and pulled out an Acceleration Pill, swallowing it without hesitation.

  In an instant, his body felt lighter, and his legs moved faster than the wind. His pursuer could only see a cloud of dust rising as Venix disappeared into the shadows of the dark forest.

  Frowning as he glanced back, Venix murmured doubtfully, "That person seemed a bit slow\..."

  The Acceleration Pill doubled his speed but halved his physical strength. Its effects would last for a full hour.

  However, Venix realized he hadn’t needed to use the pill and felt he had acted too hastily.

  "This feeling is making me so uncomfortable..." Venix muttered in frustration, sensing something amiss about himself.

  Shaking his head, Venix turned toward the inner city.

  The social system of Earth was still a mystery to Venix. He had no idea why people had formed their own groups outside the city limits.

  “There are no monsters here at all…” Venix muttered under his breath as he scanned his surroundings.

  He had occasionally seen ordinary animals like snakes and rabbits, but none of the monsters he sought.

  The monstrous cat Venix had slain before his death was what he was now hunting for.

  Origin Blessing wasn’t limited to humans; it encompassed all living creatures on Earth, including plants.

  "There should be monsters here," Venix said softly, his gaze sweeping across the unnervingly peaceful area. "In the history of Numan World, even dragons could appear without warning."

  His thoughts spiraled with suspicion, sensing that something was wrong. The forest was too quiet, the ground too pristine—an unnatural sight for the beginning of the Origin Era.

  The area was so immaculate that it didn’t match the history Venix knew from Numan World.

  Ten minutes later, Venix reached the inner city area.

  Pausing for a moment, Venix touched the fabric of his clothing, channeling a trace of energy.

  Immediately, his brown hunter’s outfit morphed into modern casual wear typical of Earth.

  The clothing Venix wore could be altered at will. It came with several preset styles, but if someone wanted to create their own design, they only needed to imagine it in their mind and transfer that image to the clothing.

  Satisfied with the result, Venix nodded and continued his journey cautiously.

  Two minutes later, he arrived at the city center.

  The city center was markedly different from the other areas.

  This section was surrounded by iron wire fences, and within, no trees or plants could be seen. This starkly contrasted with the other areas, which were lush with greenery.

  A simple gate stood guarded by two Seedbound. Observing from a distance, Venix could tell from their posture that the guards were professionals, likely experienced in such roles.

  Venix then noticed a woman approaching the gate. Several questions were posed to her.

  After a series of inquiries that Venix couldn’t hear, a piece of paper bearing strange symbols was handed to the woman.

  The woman bit her thumb with trembling hands, her expression tense, as blood dripped onto the symbol-laden paper. The drops quivered as if coming alive, animating the symbols.

  Suddenly, the symbols writhed and flowed across the paper, eventually merging with the woman’s thumb.

  "A Blood Contract?!" Venix gasped in shock.

  Aside from studying Numan World’s history, Venix had also delved into various forms of knowledge, including techniques shrouded in mystery and uniqueness.

  The Blood Contract was a method that essentially enslaved its signer!

  “This place... It used to be the location of the Police Department, didn’t it? Could Ronan also be bound by a Blood Contract?” Venix thought, unease gnawing at him.

  Besides Ronan, there was also Rael, who might have become a Seedbound, as well as Ronan’s mother and younger sister.

  Venix wanted to act immediately, to crush such absurd rules without hesitation.

  “No wonder people are forming their own camps outside!” Venix finally understood why so many human camps had sprung up.

  He remained hidden, continuing to observe.

  Simultaneously, Venix transferred various virtual items he might need, one by one, starting with Crystal Teleportation.

  He spent 20,000 Resource Points to summon two Crystal Teleportations into the real world.

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  The Treebound Sword was too costly to bring into the real world, so Venix had never stored it in his inventory, keeping it instead in his Spatial Ring.

  Next, Venix retrieved two black bracelets from his inventory, costing him a total of 1,000 Resource Points.

  These bracelets contained throwing knives that Venix had trained with extensively. Each bracelet held a hundred knives, ready for use.

  The bracelets functioned like a Spatial Ring but were far more efficient for combat scenarios.

  After donning the bracelets, Venix transformed his clothing into a long-sleeved outfit to conceal them.

  He continued his silent observation, reducing even his heartbeat and pulse to make himself harder to detect.

  Ten minutes later, another Seedbound approached the gate.

  Like before, the Seedbound had to sign a Blood Contract to gain entry.

  Although Venix had critical plans to execute, unease gnawed at him, and he searched for a way to enter.

  While the fence was low and could easily be scaled, a red line on the ground ran parallel to the fence, indicating a formation likely meant to detect intruders.

  The red line was absent only at the gate, suggesting it was the only safe point of entry.

  "If that’s the case, I’ll have to wait until night to sneak in," Venix thought.

  It was still morning, and night was a long way off.

  Half an hour later, after several Seedbound had entered through the gate, a middle-aged man holding the hand of an eight-year-old girl approached the gate.

  The man and the girl were ordinary humans, not Seedbound!

  Narrowing his eyes, Venix focused on the scene to see what would happen next.

  Blood Contracts could only be used on Awakened individuals or Seedbound, rendering them useless on ordinary humans.

  The guards spoke sternly to the man, who nodded repeatedly as if agreeing to their terms.

  After glaring at the man with threatening eyes, the guards allowed him and the girl to pass without further action.

  "That’s it!" Venix’s eyes gleamed slightly.

  If ordinary humans could enter the gate, Venix could too!

  Closing his eyes briefly, he felt the energy coursing through his body.

  In one fluid motion, he activated the Mortal Cloak Technique, rendering his presence unremarkable and concealing every defining feature.

  Although there were stronger techniques, the simplest one—Mortal Cloak—was sufficient to conceal his true identity as an Awaken, creating the illusion of being an ordinary human.

  In the Numan World, where countless techniques had been developed over centuries, the Mortal Cloak Technique was considered useless.

  However, in the real world, although it wasn’t a guarantee of complete anonymity, the chances of it succeeding were high enough!

  But at this moment, the Seed of Chaos was attempting to disrupt Venix’s Mortal Cloak Technique.

  Frowning, Venix immediately examined his Seed Origin.

  Having reached a certain level of mastery, Venix no longer needed to meditate just to check his Seed Origin.

  Currently, the Seed of Vulture was spreading its energy to maintain the Mortal Cloak Technique, but the Seed of Chaos was creating vibrations that interfered with the energy’s concentration, causing cracks in the Mortal Cloak Technique.

  “Sooner or later, I’ll erase you,” Venix muttered coldly as he created a simple isolation barrier to contain the area around the Seed of Chaos with his energy.

  The Seed of Vulture remained the primary Seed Origin, holding all the energy and authority, despite the Seed of Chaos being a secondary Seed Origin.

  Yet, even without any authority, the Seed of Chaos could still disrupt the Seed of Vulture’s control!

  The Seed of Chaos was a rule-breaker—it even had the ability to oppose those very rules!

  After suppressing the Seed of Chaos to stop its interference, Venix quickly moved to find a quiet spot to emerge in a secluded area.

  He found the perfect place: a narrow alley. He altered his appearance to look like someone who had survived countless disasters, dressing in tattered clothing.

  Touching his face, he smeared ash and soot from the scorched walls onto himself, making his disguise more convincing.

  It wasn’t perfect and had several flaws, but it would suffice. Venix hoped the guards wouldn’t be too meticulous when dealing with a mere human and overlook his imperfections.

  Venix drew a throwing knife and considered cutting himself with a shallow wound. After a moment of thought, he shook his head and abandoned the idea.

  Moments later, Venix limped out of the alley, heading toward the gate.

  He tried walking with a stagger, mimicking the gait of a weak and injured human. However, his movements were too stiff and unnatural, making him an easy target for suspicion.

  Shaking his head, Venix decided to walk normally, only slowing his pace slightly.

  If this failed, so be it. He could find another way or wait until he became a Seedbound in the future.

  Besides, Venix was prepared with a Crystal Teleportation and an Acceleration Pill should anything unexpected happen.

  Walking at a steady pace, Venix approached the gate guarded by two Seedbound.

  Mentally preparing for the upcoming encounter, Venix reached the gate and stopped before the guards.

  Both guards stared at him with sharp, scrutinizing eyes.

  “An ordinary human,” one of them said.

  His companion nodded and added, “Since you’ve come here, you must know the terms for entering Sundance City.”

  Venix was slightly surprised to hear the place had its own name—Sundance City—something new to him.

  It seemed the name ‘Sundance’ referred to the organization behind this encampment.

  “I understand,” Venix replied flatly, nodding despite having no idea what the terms were.

  “If you become an Awaken in the future, you’ll be required to sign a contract with us. If you break it, there will be no mercy—we’ll make an example out of you for anyone else who dares defy the agreement,” the guard said coldly.

  Venix nodded again without responding further.

  The guards’ gazes were as sharp as swords, piercing through Venix and making his chest feel tight. Their intimidating aura seemed to command his body to retreat.

  However, Venix remained calm, unfazed by the pressure. Though he was just an ordinary Awaken, he felt no real threat.

  The pressure they exuded was intended to suppress the Seed Origin of others. But against an ordinary human, its effects were significantly diminished.

  “Enter, and someone will assign you tasks. Remember, you are not allowed to leave without direct orders from your superiors,” the guard ordered.

  Then, an invisible flash of light appeared in their eyes, enveloping Venix.

  Venix immediately felt something latch onto him. Though invisible, it was tangible—like a marker that would track his movements.

  Saying nothing more, Venix was allowed to pass through the gates and into Sundance City.

  After stepping through, Venix let out a quiet sigh, thinking to himself, This Seed of Chaos… it’s really trying to get me killed!

  He extended his palm, gazing at it briefly before clenching his fist tightly, steeling his resolve.

  Sundance City was divided into three distinct zones. The outermost area housed the guards and the entrance.

  The middle zone was where ordinary humans performed menial tasks under the orders of their superiors.

  And the core area served as the Seedbound’s residence, equipped with far superior facilities.

  A Seedbound inspected Venix briefly before escorting him to the city’s middle zone.

  Once there, Venix finally saw more humans. However, moments later, his attention was drawn to something shocking: dozens of Monster corpses lying around the area!

  The Monsters, each towering about five meters tall, lay lifeless on the ground—a stark and alarming sight for newcomers.

  There were various creatures: a snake, a rabbit, and a chicken, each grotesque in appearance and massive in size.

  The Monster corpses were sprawled out, and ordinary humans were using sharp tools to slowly carve their flesh. The meat was incredibly tough, making it difficult to cut.

  Once carved, the Monster flesh was transported elsewhere to be cooked.

  “Ptui! What is this!? The meat is still tough, and you dare say it’s cooked!?”

  A man’s angry voice rang out, catching Venix’s attention. He turned toward the source of the commotion and paused.

  Seeing Venix halt, the Seedbound escorting him also stopped, glaring at Venix with a frown.

  “Who told you to stop!?”

  The Seedbound’s voice was filled with authority as he roughly grabbed Venix’s shoulder.

  But Venix didn’t flinch. His movements were deliberate, his gaze slow and deliberate as it shifted to lock eyes with the Seedbound.

  That look wasn’t just cold—it was like a bottomless abyss, dark and brimming with silent menace.

  At that moment, the Seedbound’s breath caught in his throat. His body froze—not by choice, but from something unseen yet deadly, as if death itself had come knocking.

  And that danger was now far too close to him!