Max Level is 100? I Can Upgrade All skill s to Lv99999!-Chapter 195 --Runic Array — That Mysterious Big Shot Is a Total Menace!
Watching his grandfather and Orlando’s retreating figures, Caelan’s face was filled with question marks.
Seriously—everything had been perfectly fine just a moment ago, so why had the two of them suddenly become "unwell"?
And with their current level of strength, getting sick should have been practically impossible, right?
Still, after a moment’s thought, Caelan gave up trying to make sense of it.
There was no point overthinking it.
But he still shouted toward their backs,
"Grandfather! Orlando! I need the assembly materials for the Runic Array—remember to send someone over with them!"
Hearing the request, the two old men immediately waved back at him.
"Don’t worry! We’ll have someone deliver them!" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
...
It had to be said, his grandfather and the others were astonishingly efficient.
Only a few minutes later, his lazy cousin came over with an extremely unwilling look on her face.
"Stupid little brother, what’s wrong with you? If you need materials, couldn’t you just go to the warehouse and get them yourself? Why did I have to personally make a trip to deliver them??"
An awkward expression appeared on Caelan’s face.
Because he really had not expected that his lazy cousin would be the one bringing them over herself.
If he had known, he would rather have gone to fetch them on his own!
Meanwhile, Talia let out a yawn, then directly tossed a spatial ring toward Caelan and said impatiently,
"All the materials you wanted are in there."
"Alright, I’m going back to sleep. Have fun on your own!"
After saying that, Talia turned around and left, clearly unwilling to stay even one minute longer.
Caelan let out a helpless sigh.
When it came to his lazy cousin, he was truly out of options.
Still, it was only [Shellkin Core].
He should be able to handle it alone... right?
Handle it my ass!
A full two hours later, Caelan finally understood why none of these Runic Arrays had [Shellkin Core] stored inside them.
Damn it all!
[Shellkin Core] might not have been some overwhelmingly powerful skill, but the Runic Array required to support it was absurdly complicated!
A full two hours had already been spent on it, during which he had run into problem after problem, and he still had not completely finished.
"That mysterious big shot is seriously the worst!"
"So that’s why you didn’t put [Shellkin Core] into the Runic Array—you damn well thought it was too troublesome!"
"Damn it! Why is this so complicated? This makes no sense at all!"
Caelan let out a soft sigh.
At this moment, his heart was filled with resentment toward that mysterious powerhouse.
This was just downright inhuman.
And so, for the entire rest of the day, Caelan did nothing else at all. He simply kept assembling the Runic Array without pause.
At last, after a full twenty-four hours of tireless, sleepless effort, a long-awaited prompt finally appeared before his eyes.
[Congratulations, you have completed: Mission 3]
The moment he saw the notification, Caelan did not say a word. He simply dropped backward and lay flat on the ground.
An entire day of focused, nonstop work had already drained an enormous amount of his mental energy.
At that moment, Caelan had only one thought in his mind:
He wanted to sleep. Properly.
Fortunately, [Mission 3] had not restricted what skill had to be stored in the Runic Array. Otherwise, Caelan suspected he would have been so depressed he might have died from frustration.
After Caelan got a good sleep,
Caesar and Orlando returned once more to the core area of the Runic Array.
When they looked at the brand-new Runic Array that Caelan had just constructed, excitement immediately appeared on their faces.
"Little Caelan, you’ve really worked hard!"
"But... you succeeded as well. You are now a meritorious contributor to the entire Ironclad Legion!"
Meanwhile, Orlando stared at the Runic Array Caelan had created with a look of complete fascination.
"This feeling... it’s just too familiar!"
"It’s as perfect as the original. I can’t even tell the difference!"
"I think even if I worked for an entire lifetime, I still would never be able to reach such a level!"
At that moment, Caesar pulled out a violet crystal card from his robe.
"Little Caelan, I heard you’ve been rather short on money lately. Since you’ve done work for the Legion this time, there’s no way the Ironclad Legion would treat you unfairly."
"There are 20 billion gold coins on this. Go ahead and take it."
Caelan did not refuse Caesar’s violet crystal card.
Because after spending this period of time with them, he had already understood something:
Although his grandfather and Orlando were the people in control of the Ironclad Legion, they had never reached their hands into the Legion’s internal treasury for personal use.
For example, the gold coins they had gifted him previously had actually been their own personal wealth, completely unrelated to the Ironclad Legion.
But this time was different.
This Runic Array had been built by Caelan for the Ironclad Legion.
So naturally, these 20 billion gold coins had to come from the Legion’s accounts.
Another 20 billion gold coins added to his balance!
Caelan could feel his storage space growing wealthy once again, and his mood improved considerably.
After all, for the current him, having gold coins was the same as increasing his strength.
To say nothing else, there were still many skills he had not learned simply because he did not have enough gold coins.
Caelan shook his head, then stood up and looked at Caesar and Orlando.
"Grandfather, Orlando—if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving first. I still have other missions I need to complete."
"When I have time in the future, I’ll return to the Ironclad Legion again and do my part for the Legion."
Caesar and Orlando waved at Caelan approvingly.
The two of them were now more and more satisfied with him the more they looked at him.
In fact, they even felt that this boy was the most outstanding young member of their two families’ entire younger generation.
As for the others—calling them excellent would be far too generous.
At best, they could only be described as ordinary.
Thinking of that, Caesar looked at Orlando beside him and could not help saying,
"My old friend, why does it feel like the younger generation in our families is always lacking somehow?"
"That’s right. They’re far too comfortable. They have absolutely no fighting spirit. Just look at little Caelan—see how hardworking he is, and then compare him to them!"
A thoughtful look flashed through Caesar’s eyes. After a moment, he asked tentatively,
"How about we give those little brats some special training?"
"If they can’t endure hardship and can’t improve their strength, then keeping them in the Legion is just a waste of resources. What do you think?"
Orlando nodded, then thought for a moment before adding,
"Let’s also add an elimination system for the bottom ranks. If that boy Caelan could grow strong out there in the world, then these greenhouse flowers should also experience a proper storm."
...
What Caelan never expected was that because he had completed this mission, the other younger members of the family would soon suffer miserably because of it.
Some of them were even temporarily kicked out of the family altogether.
In short, it became a scene of utter misery and bitter complaints everywhere.
But Caelan had no time to care about any of that.
And even if he found out, he would not care.
Because he had more important things to do!
