117 Resetting Parameters

Dalvin had been taught a lesson, a lesson that life on Earth made him forget. In the cultivation world, there was nothing like police or the army who would come forth to protect the weaker ones in society based on duty.

Here, everyone was his own government and lawmaker, and the power of their 'laws' depended on the power of their cultivation. Have a high cultivation and you make the rules; even the City Lord's guards - who are effectively the police - will watch by the side as you brutalize someone.

What made Dalvin cringe were his previous thoughts. He realized that he had stupidly suppressed his advantages and rather walked down the path of an edgy main character in the very video he watched that he disdained.

First of all, why was he taking on everything himself? He had the ability to generate endless 'workers' for himself in the form of players using system functions he had so far not touched because he thought it wasn't necessary.