"I’m rich in every universe."

The scattered spiders froze mid-movement. They crawled over one another rapidly, weaving together until they formed a grotesque, oversized version of Gailo’s face suspended between the trees.

"What the hell does that mean?" the spider-face demanded, its many eyes twitching.

Tyler casually brushed dirt from his sleeve.

"Well... to explain that, we have to go back to when the Princess was staying in our territory—" he paused and corrected himself with a lazy grin, "—nope. My territory now."

He waved his hand dismissively.

"Because of the war, the kingdom was collapsing. Commoners were suffering from Food shortages and Inflation. Merchants hoarding grain and driving up prices. People starving while warehouses were full." His tone sharpened slightly. "She came to me asking if I could help somehow."

The spider-face narrowed its eyes but remained silent.

"So I suggested an idea," Tyler continued. "Well... technically it was my cat-girl Serena’s idea. I just refined it."

The vines around them rustled softly as he spoke.

"I gave the Princess copies of my Blood-Mixed Water. She distributed it across the kingdom first. Then neighboring countries got wind of it. Now? It’s everywhere."

Gailo’s spider-face contorted.

"Everywhere?"

Tyler nodded calmly.

"Yeah, I asked her to give it for free. Farmers mix a few drops into water and pour it onto seeds.It accelerates Growth. The Crops mature within a day instead of months. Even poor soil becomes fertile. Yields multiply."

Far away, in a modest home within the recovering kingdom, a small child knelt beside a clay pot. With hopeful eyes, the child pressed a few seeds into the soil and poured a crimson-tinged liquid over them.

Within moments, the soil stirred.

Green shoots burst upward.

Leaves unfolded rapidly.

A stem thickened, blossoms appeared, and soon a ripe fruit hung from the plant as if time itself had been fast-forwarded.

The child gasped in delight.

Back in the jungle-consumed castle, Tyler smiled faintly.

"As we’re speaking," he said, tapping his chest lightly, "my experience keeps rising."

The forest pulsed in rhythm with his words.

"Because the whole world is using my DNA and my DNA Skill activates even if someone uses my DNA to grow plants."

The spider-face trembled.

"Impossible..." Gailo muttered. "How could you possibly have that much blood to supply an entire world?"

Tyler’s eyes gleamed.

"You’re assuming it’s limited."

He stepped forward onto a branch, looking down at the spider-mass.

"I never distribute my real blood. Only copies. Refined, stabilized, endlessly reproducible copies. Each drop carries my signature. Each plant grown through it carries a fragment of my essence." Tyler gave some BS answers. Yeah he was bluffing.

The vines around them tightened slightly, as if responding to his presence.

"When those plants grow... when they bear fruit... when people eat them... Well doesn’t need the last part, as long as Plant Grows everywhere , My exp grows as well.."

He spread his arms slightly, as though embracing an invisible tide.

"It’s not charity. It’s a type of investment."

The spider-face distorted in disbelief.

"You turned famine into... strength?"

Tyler chuckled softly.

"Something like that."

Gailo’s many eyes flickered rapidly, calculating.

"So you’re telling me the entire world is unknowingly feeding you exp?"

Tyler’s smile widened.

"I prefer the term Aura Farming."

A pause lingered in the air.

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"Hahaha... how the hell did you get a cheat skill like this?" Gailo’s voice echoed weakly from the few surviving spiders, no longer arrogant—only hollow.

Tyler didn’t respond immediately.

It wasn’t a cheat.

Unlike the others, he possessed the Infinity Cauldron. He farmed. He reinvested. He compounded his gains endlessly. While others chased flashy combat skills, he accumulated quietly. Patiently. Relentlessly.

That was the difference.

The remaining spiders slowly gathered into a loose cluster, barely maintaining shape.

Gailo spoke again, his tone no longer manic—just tired.

"After the disappearance of the top races in the Dream World... our Merfolk hid at the bottom of the Northern waves. We survived by staying invisible. Waiting."

Tyler listened silently.

"I was lucky," Gailo continued. "I found Orion Cube fragments by chance. Pure luck. Someone... a benefactor... helped me understand what they were."

His voice faltered slightly.

"To repay him, I brought his daughter into this trial as well. I thought... if I grew stronger, I could protect her across reincarnations."

A faint, bitter laugh followed.

"But I was greedy."

The spiders twitched weakly.

"I didn’t just want to protect her. I wanted the fragments. All of them. I wanted the Gateway. I wanted everything."

He paused.

"And now I’ve failed."

Tyler remained quiet.

The place felt heavier somehow.

"Well... it doesn’t matter anymore." Gailo exhaled slowly. "I lost."

There was no rage in his voice now. No schemes.

Only acceptance.

Tyler finally spoke.

"I won’t kill you."

The spiders shifted slightly.

"You can still finish your real task," Tyler continued calmly. "The one about curing the curse. End the trial properly."

A faint chuckle came from Gailo.

"You guessed, huh?" he murmured. "Yes. Conquering the world was just an excuse. A cover to collect fragments without suspicion and lure the cube holders here. My true trial was always to cure the curse."

He grew quieter.

"But it’s already over for me."

Tyler’s gaze sharpened slightly.

"Using my old Minotaur body... it consumed too much of my soul. And when you destroyed it..."

The spiders began to lose cohesion.

"I’m already dying."

A long pause.

"In this place... dying like this means real death. No reincarnation. No retained memory. Just... gone."

Tyler didn’t interrupt.

For the first time since they met, Gailo sounded like a person—not a mastermind.

"I kind of miss my world," Gailo admitted softly. "The Northern waves. The deep currents. The silence beneath the waves."

A few spiders crawled weakly toward Tyler.

"If you can..." Gailo said, voice almost fading, "when you meet the Orion Cube again... ask for my body."

Tyler’s expression shifted slightly.

"Take it back to our world. To the Northern waves."

The spiders trembled.

"Bury me under the sea. Where the Merfolk sing."

The last cluster of spiders began to scatter into dust.

Tyler finally nodded.

"I will."

There was No mockery, Nor sarcasm.

Just a simple promise.

The spiders dissolved completely, carried away by a faint breeze through the broken forest. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Silence returned.

Tyler stood alone among shattered trees and cracked earth.

The Demon King was gone.

Not just defeated.

Ended.

And somewhere far beneath the Boundless Ocean in another world—

A grave awaited.