Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer Chapter 741: Hidden Observer

"There are no sirens on this Planet," Raunak said in a surprised tone.

"No Sirens?"

"Yes. Because there is no sea on this Planet."

"No Sea? That is impossible."

"Why is it impossible? There is really no sea. Not a single person has seen this."

Sam didn't reply and went on deep thought. From what he learned, there is a decent water cycle happening on this planet. There are even monsoons happening now and then. That wouldn't happen without a decent-sized ocean on the planet.

Otherwise, with the consumption rate they have in the form of fruits, crops, and other things, there is no way the groundwater source can sustain. The planet's core is not a water elemental cultivator that can easily covert the active spiritual energy into the water.

Something is wrong with this.

He took out a map of the planet and saw the layout. There is really no sea mapped in and he didn't observe that at first because he was so fixated on the business and promotion. After some thought, he didn't proceed on the topic too much and said.

"Okay, I have a different product, but I don't know which department to consult."

"What product is it?"

"A food product. Made of coconut and wheat."

Sam spoke and took out a coconut biscuit.

The biscuit is not that special compared to the wine and everything else, but this thing can be really useful in battle. The coconuts here have high healing factors along with a calming effect on the brain. But what they lack is enough spiritual energy. Most of the spiritual energy is present in coconut water, which itself is a great supplement. The white flesh of the coconut has some healing and calming effects just like the water, but there is no water.

It is mostly used as an eating product just for its taste, there is not much use to it without the water.

But Sam found a way. He made a coconut biscuit. Just some normal recipes from the earth are extremely useful here and can make the spirit stones rain over his head.

Raunak ate the biscuit and was surprised by the effect. He could feel the taste of the rich coconut flesh but also the wheat flavor and the blend of both of them.

Sam made a small cut on Raunak's hand and the energy that entered his body because of the biscuit is mostly channeled to the wound, while removing his pain, calming his brain all the while increasing his natural speed of recovery.

This is a great thing that can be used between battles. Sam decided to take this back to his organization.

This really is a great addition to them.

"How many do you have like this? How difficult is the procedure?"

"It is not that difficult, but I am surprised that you guys didn't think of this a long time ago. After all you have both of these main ingredients for hundreds of years and it is easy to make. I couldn't find a plausible reason for not making this except for the sheer stupidity and ignorance."

Raunak ignored all the comments and said.

"Give me dozen, for now, I will meet a few people that might want to buy it. But this time the deal might be a bit hard to make. Faction 1 is avoiding you a bit and faction 2 just moved too many funds to buy things from you.

I never expected that they would have to use almost five billion to just get the wine recipes. I don't even know if that is worth it."

"Of course, you wouldn't. Do you really think they are okay with losing a stable market that was in the same state for centuries to a guy that just came out of nowhere? Much less there is a possibility that they would have lost it to faction 1 that is their rival since who knows when.

They couldn't only buy with overwhelming money. In fact, they are not really that valuable, but the necessity made them that valuable."

"Anyway, you are the one who made the money. But please do be careful. We learned that there are different people entering the city nowadays and most of them are mercenaries.

They are a bit dangerous and operate in the grey areas.

There is enough reason to suspect that they came to rob you out. You are just too enticing."

"I will be careful."

"Where are your friends?"

"They left to do something for me."

"I don't think this is a good time for that."

"They can save themselves."

Raunak just shrugged his shoulders and left the place along with a few boxes of coconut biscuits.

He first contacted Ragad and sent him a couple of biscuits but there is no response from him and the same thing happened with Ananya.

There is no response. He can understand this with Ananya because the lack of response is due to the lack of funds.

But Ragad has no excuse to do so. Raunak is a bit anxious when he noticed the change in the att.i.tude of Ragad.

He couldn't help but think about that one person that could have possibly influenced faction 1 to go against him. Even though there is a possibility he didn't want to think worse of him and decided to ask someone that can verify it.

He hired a courier guy to send a box of biscuits and a wooden token with the information back to his mentor and waited for a reply. He really didn't want to ask his mentor for any help, but he is the only one who has enough connections to change anything in this deadlock.

Soon the night came and Sam is still in the camp. He is grilling the fish on the fire. The smell is spreading all over and some beasts in the forest are disturbed by it, but he didn't seem to care.

He just behaved as if he is in his own backyard.

After cooking the fish, he sat down and ate as he enjoyed the wine and the cold breeze. He is really enjoying the atmosphere of this place.

If only the people watching him from the dark that is standing not too far away, things would have been better and Sam would have let the beasts out to have an even pleasant time. Particularly the panthers. They didn't come out in a long while.

While Sam is eating, a group of people that didn't know that Sam already noticed their presence is trying to close the distance as stealthily as possible.

They are all Half-elves and all of them have a spear in their hands. Their movements, actions, and even the way they took breath are all same.

They all wore black clothes that are emitting a dark veil-like aura masking their presence. If it was anyone else they would have really gotten off unnoticed.

But the current situation is a bit different. Sam had energy vision for quite a while and this stealth is not good enough to fool that.

So, what the group doesn't know is that they are moving forward for their inevitable doom.

Sam didn't even bother to make a move directly and just activated the traps with a mere thought. He made some traps that could be masked by any form of scanning and detection. A person has to be at least Transcendent late-stage and also skilled in detection to find anything.

So, when the traps are activated, half of the group was already soaked in the biofuel.

Sam stood up from his makeshift dining table and took out his bow.

This action and the traps made the mercenary team anxious and they immediately made their move.

They are just too confident in their stealth that they believed that they are not the easy targets they are.

Sam shot one arrow after another that just brushed past the targets. Which increased their confidence in their abilities.

But if they saw the smirk on Sam's face, they would have thought otherwise. Sam deliberately made the arrows miss so that he can let their guards down.

He nocked another arrow and this time it was surrounded by a layer of flames and the arrow also caught extremely high temperature.

So when the arrow grazed past the half-elf, the result is not the same as before. The target started burning in orange flames in the middle of the forest.

The whole group finally noticed their trouble, but it was already too late. They are too near to Sam and too clear as targets, the next thing that happened in the arrows burning the team that was soaked in the biofuel.

As for the remaining, they wanted to escape in the fear of the fate of being burned alive. Sam wanted to make them experience this. But he is not going to let them get away.

And the reason for this is not his satanic pleasures, rather another message to someone else that is watching him from another corner.