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With my new plan in motion, I started to do more dungeons than ever before, heck, it had gotten to the point where I was doing it in a mathematically time-efficient way. Was it fun? No, god no, it was boring, like playing wow classic as a warrior in early levels, it was exhausting, mind-numbing at times, farming the same mobs, over and over and over again was exhausting, but I wasn't doing this to have fun, I was doing this to become stronger.

But, if I continued like I was doing, I would reach level 220, by the start of the year 1997.

At least according to my calculations.

Meaning, this boring, EXTREMELY, boring path, would only take a year.

I mean, it was currently December 1995.

That was if the speed I was farming dungeons didn't slow down, by some unforeseen problems.

"This is boring," I yawned, my strategy was making one of the dungeons close to Canada, that had the most mobs, I would run around the dungeon, get their agro, and create several pillars of fire while stopping their advance with a new skill of mine, [Primal Shout], primal shout only worked with soulless creatures, like the ones in the dungeon, slowing them down by a 200%, which was just slow enough to keep them under the pillars of fire until their demise. 

Doing this for a day would give me around 14.5% of my EXP bar. Meaning, I would get one level a week or so. Four a month, which would roughly help my ass up to level 220, by next year.

"Ok, time to repeat the dungeon, again," I sighed, this dungeon was a few levels below me, but it was the most efficient to farm, dungeons of my level would take hours to complete, tiring me out, and at most I could do a few, but with this boring farming method, I was doing the same dungeon fourteen times a day or more.

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By the end of the day, after another long journey of grinding, I knew I had to find a new way to level up, otherwise, I would end up hating dungeons by the end of the year, this way while efficient was like grinding a knife into my skull.

In an ideal scenario, I would have someone doing the dungeons for me, while I get EXP, but I wasn't sure if I could do that.

Maybe creating golems of some sort? The gamer my powers were based on had them, but he also had a territory, I wonder, can I make a territory.

That was something worth investigating.

I think if I remember correctly, he created his territory after forming an alliance with a guild, meaning by the system itself he had been recognized as a guild or group, giving him RTS privileges.

But unlike the gamer, there were no guilds in this world, unless… the Order of the Crane mother counted, wait, I'm an idiot, The Ancient One runs a guild basically, she's the boss of the Masters of the Mystic Arts, if I sign an alliance with her, perhaps the system will unlock that part as Jihan did.

I mean, it was a stretch, but it was worth the shot, I had nothing to lose, and a lot to gain.

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[The Ancient One POV]

I was teaching Emily how to tap into the mana that surrounded her, the girl had a bright future ahead of her, such power, such innocence, such love, it was funny really, had Strange not been around, I would've picked her to be my successor, but alas, the greatest of us was always destined to be Strange, also, Emily's destiny went beyond these walls.

"I think I got it!" Emily smiled, showing me her remarkable progress, unlike her father, her soul vibrated with the mystic arts, making her a one-of-a-kind prodigy, she would absorb my lessons like no other, it was a teacher's dream.

"Good," I smiled patting Emily on the head, as she tackled me into a hug. "Now, go to your room, and read about illusions and transmutations, I'll test you tomorrow," I winked.

"Another A!" Emily nodded with determination, running towards her room in my temple.

"Three, two, one," I chuckled, and turned around to see Alex coming out of a portal. "Mr. Walker, have you come to talk about the book I gave you?"

"Yeah, not interested in that," Alex replied, giving me the book, how strange, I had not foreseen this, at all. "I actually wanted to check something,"

"Which would be?" I asked, for the first time in a long time, I had no idea where a conversation was going, it was exhilarating, and yet, terrifying.

"I want to make an alliance with your guild," Alex replied, giving me a mountain of paperwork.

"An alliance?" I tilted my head to the side in confusion, "But… we already are allies, Mr. Walker," was he perhaps sick? "Are you okay?" I said, approaching him to inspect his body with magic.

"Yes, I am," He chuckled, though I still scanned his body, just to be sure, and to my surprise, he was okay as he had said. "I just want the Masters of the Mystic Arts to recognize me as a guild, like yours, right now you recognize me as an individual, but I want to be also recognized as an organization,"

"Ok, I'll be honest Mr. Walker, I have no idea what is going on," I replied, this was not at all what I was expecting today.

"I know, I know, it sounds like I am having a mental breakdown," He smiled, then hummed deep in thought, "I might be suffering one, not sure, but the point is, I need you to sign those papers, to test a theory out, worst-case scenario, I wasted ten minutes of your life,"

I looked at the pile of papers and sighed, "I suppose I could, but do be a dear and go make me a tea, if I am to sign all those papers to make the Masters of the Mystic Arts recognize you as a guild, I might as well get something out of it,"

"Of all the things you could've possibly asked, you asked for a tea," He deadpanned.

"Well, I like tea," I shrugged.