Chapter 102: Domestic Turmoil

At the foot of the volcano, quite a few players had chosen not to enter the treasure hunt.

As the secret realm was about to close, these players had smug smiles on their faces, seemingly satisfied with their decision.

"I knew it all along. Obtaining the treasure in the secret realm wouldn't be easy. And indeed, it wasn't!" The leader of a small guild said to those around him, displaying several high-level pieces of equipment he had collected from the forest. "See that? Only one minute left before the secret realm closes, and none of the players inside have managed to secure the final treasure."

"Haha, our guild leader was right! Who would have thought there'd be so much gear hidden in the forest? Plus, it seems like the drop rate for equipment was much higher when we were killing those venomous spiders." another player added.

"Alright, it's about time we left the secret realm as well." the guild leader said with a laugh.

Just then.

A system notification suddenly sounded.

[The treasure of Flowing Light and Dense Realm - the legacy of an ancient race, has been acquired by a player!]

[All players will be forcibly exited from the secret realm...]

All the players at the foot of the volcano received this system notification. Those who had been gloating just moments ago had their smiles instantly wiped off their faces.

"What?! Someone actually got the treasure?!"

"It's the legacy of an ancient race? My goodness!" the players exclaimed. When they looked again at the high-level gear they had worked so hard to collect, their smiles vanished.

They didn't know exactly what the legacy of the ancient race entailed, but they understood the core value of the treasure within the Flowing Light and Dense Realm.

As the Other World Game continued to evolve, more and more people gained access to the game, and the difficulty of killing those pigmen appearing outside the shelters had decreased significantly from the initial stages.

Consequently, a large number of game items had begun to appear in the forum trading sections.

Although the high-level gear they held could still fetch a good price, it was far less rare than it had once been. Compared to the legacy of an ancient race, it seemed almost worthless.

Before these players could even regret their decisions, swirling portals appeared beside them once again, and they were pulled out of the secret realm by an invisible force.

Meanwhile, in the heart of the volcano, a portal also appeared next to Irving.

"It's about time to head back." Irving said, taking one last look at the nearby rock wall. The four murals depicted the entire history of The Taikoo Divine Clan, from its origins to its eventual demise.

Now that the Dark Overlord was about to descend upon the Blue Planet once again, Irving, having obtained The Taikoo Divine Clan's legacy, felt an invisible burden on his shoulders. His goal was no longer just about surviving the apocalypse.

…

The next morning.

When the sunlight filtered through the curtains and illuminated the room, Irving had just gotten out of bed. He instinctively glanced at his chest, feeling a continuous flow of warm energy radiating from his heart throughout his body.

"Irving, breakfast is ready." Vicky's voice called from downstairs.

After descending the stairs, Irving headed to the shower to freshen up before joining Vicky at the dining table. The sight of the exquisite dishes laid out before him brought a smile to his face.

He couldn't help but appreciate how Vicky's cooking skills had significantly improved since she moved in and took over the kitchen duties.

After the events of last night, Irving hadn't had a chance to eat, and his stomach was growling with hunger. He began devouring the food. However, as he continued eating, he noticed something seemed off.

Vicky, sitting across from him, was unusually silent, appearing to be preoccupied with her thoughts. Sёarch* The NôᴠeFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"What's wrong?" Irving asked, puzzled.

Vicky let out a sigh before slowly speaking. "Tomorrow is my grandfather's birthday. I want to visit him, but I've been disowned by my family."

After breaking off her engagement, Vicky's second uncle had expelled her from the family.

This unresolved issue had been lingering ever since.

Irving frowned upon hearing this. Vicky had mentioned it to him before, but they had been preoccupied with the second wave of the disaster and the recent Flowing Light and Dense Realm event, leaving no time to address it.

Ocean Group, a prominent enterprise in the capital city, primarily engaged in material transport and trade.

Following the death of Vicky's father, she was supposed to be the primary heir. However, her second uncle, Joseph, took over the company under the pretense that she was too young and inexperienced to manage the family business.

He not only assumed control but also cultivated a loyal faction within the group and attempted to marry Vicky off, stripping her of any chance to reclaim her position.

"Irving, when I was little, my grandfather and I were very close. He doted on me." Vicky recalled, tears welling up in her eyes. "A few years ago, he fell ill with a strange disease and was sent to a nursing home. Since then, I've seen him less and less..."

"A strange disease?" Irving's expression turned thoughtful, his deep eyes flashing with suspicion. Recently, Anna had used her official connections to investigate the car accident that killed Vicky's father, concluding that it had been staged.

Now, hearing about Vicky's grandfather's mysterious illness.

Irving couldn't help but feel there was more to the story.

Vicky's sobbing brought Irving back from his thoughts. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and he gently shook his head, trying to comfort her. "Don't cry. Since tomorrow is your grandfather's birthday, you should go buy a gift this afternoon."

"Buy a gift?" Vicky hesitated before replying, "But I've been disowned by my family. In what capacity can I attend tomorrow's birthday celebration?"

In a prominent family like the Smiths, expelling a member was a rare occurrence unless they had committed a serious offense.

And once expelled from the family, it would mean a complete severance of all ties with the family.

"What status?" Irving's face broke into a smile. "You will reclaim everything that belongs to you as the heir to the Ocean Group!"

Every word rang with power and determination, leaving Vicky momentarily stunned.

"Heir? But…" Vicky's face, still streaked with tears, displayed a look of difficulty as she thought of her second uncle and the elders in her family.

"Don't worry." Irving said in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with a cold light. "Since I promised you back then, I won't stand by and do nothing. Tomorrow, I'll help you take back everything that rightfully belongs to you. Moreover, it's time to settle some old scores from back then!"

After they finished their meal, it was already a bit past one in the afternoon.

Irving did not choose to enter the Other World Game, despite having many unanswered questions since receiving the Taikoo Divine Clan's legacy in the secret realm last night.

He wasn't yet clear on how the three skills associated with the Taikoo Flame gem could enhance him, nor had he fully prepared the exotic beast legion. However, he had more pressing matters to attend to.

Two rounds of cataclysm had passed. When the third round hit, the Dark Overlord would arrive on Blue Planet, and the true apocalypse would begin!

In recent times, Irving had been preoccupied with in-game matters, neglecting the crucial issue of supplies.

Although the authorities had promised to provide sufficient supplies after the apocalypse arrived, Irving, having been reborn once, no longer trusted or relied on anyone.

Especially with recent events, it seemed likely that foreign forces had infiltrated the higher echelons of the government, making things highly unpredictable.

To survive the apocalypse, not only was great strength essential, but also adequate supplies were crucial!

Half an hour later.

A Mercedes Maybach slowly pulled up in front of the Green Ivy Group building.

Irving had been here several times before. After entering the building, he was quickly led to the top-floor office by a young and attractive female receptionist.

"James, Irving is here." the female secretary said with a gentle knock on the door.

At that moment, James was sitting at his desk, his brow furrowed in thought. When he heard the commotion outside, his previously somber face immediately lit up with a smile.

"Irving!" James quickly got up to open the door.

After Irving stepped inside, James gave specific instructions to the female secretary, then moved to the sofa and handed Irving a cup of coffee.

"Irving, how did it go last night?" James asked, frowning slightly and hesitating for a moment. "After we left, did the people from the Angel Guild leave as well? And did you manage to get that gem ?"

Irving smiled slightly and briefly recounted the events of the previous night.

Of course, he didn't mention that the Taikoo Flame gem had fused with him, nor did he disclose the legacy and auxiliary skills he had obtained. He glossed over those details.

"At least the people from the Angel Guild had some conscience. If it weren't for us last night, they would have been completely wiped out by the Night Blades." James paused, then continued. "Irving, actually, even if you hadn't come today, I was planning to look for you."

"Is it about the guild?" Irving asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No." James shook his head, his expression turning serious. "You saw it last night too. This secret realm expedition dealt a fatal blow to the Angel Guild, and the authority of the officials has been severely challenged."

"According to the information I've received, there might be a large-scale domestic turmoil soon…"