I Am A Notorious Hidden Boss In The Alternate World

Chapter 128 - Ultimate Farming Technique

In a short moment, the previous subordinate returned with the thruster packs for the Cao Wudi's battlesuit.

"Huh? Where did your junior go, Your Majesty?" The subordinate inquired politely.

"He..." Polemos gave his Lord a glance before saying, "He went ahead without the thrusters. Please arrange someone to go mount the thrusters for my junior out there."

"I see..." The subordinate uttered with astonishment before nodding shortly, "Understood, Your Majesty."

...

Meanwhile, Cao Wudi continued shooting through space with high momentum from Albion's kick.

Within a short moment, he had already traveled several dozen miles and overtook several Hunters on their way to the battlefield near the closest Dimensional Rift in space.

"Ahhhhh, I'm going to die—!"

Cao Wudi's screams made their way into the nearby Hunters' ears—not through space but through the voice comms installed in their battlesuits.

"Dammit, who is this idiot? Turn off your damn comms!"

"This idiot's screams are about to burst my eardrums!"

Several Hunters immediately complained with displeased looks as Cao Wudi shot past them and entered the communication range of Hunters on the battlefield, annoying them.

"Ahhhh, save me—!"

"Oi, oi, who the hell is this screamer?"

"Shut the f*ck up already, dammit!"

Cao Wudi quickly shot through the chaotic battle space while Hunters rained curses on him for being rowdy.

"Hey, buddy! You're going too deep! Take out your lightsabers at least!" Another Hunter warned through the voice communication.

Upon hearing this and seeing glimpses of many interdimensional creatures closing in on him—or rather him closing in on them, Cao Wudi quickly reached for the lightsabers stored in the battlesuit's pockets despite being disoriented due to the constant frontal spin like a cartwheel.

"What? That person is His Majesty's junior? His battlesuit hasn't been mounted with the thruster packs? Understood, I will go fetch him right away," a Hunter responded to the sudden voice transmission.

However, the Hunter saw Cao Wudi headed straight for the sea of international creatures alone before he shouted in the comms, "Watch out!"

At the same time, two short beams of blue light immediately shot out from the lightsabers handles in Cao Wudi's grasps before shaving through the enemy lines unintentionally like a meat grinder with his high-revolution spins!

Ding!

<You have killed a Lv.5 Space Monkey. You have gained 50 EXP>

<You have killed a Lv.7 Void Beast. You have gained 70 EXP>

<You have killed a Lv.12 Void Serpent. You have gained 120 EXP>

<You have killed a Lv.9 Space Beaver. You have gained 90 EXP>

...

In a short moment, Cao Wudi had unintentionally killed a few dozen interdimensional creatures and jumped to Lv.13 Hunter—simply for holding his lightsabers as he spun.

Nevertheless, Cao Wudi was eventually struck by a Lv.15 Void Beast before his forward momentum shifted direction, sending him spinning into a different group of interdimensional creatures.

"Is this actually some sort of high-level attack skill? Amazing!"

The Hunters were dumbfounded by Cao Wudi's efficient killing method.

Nevertheless, Cao Wudi was akin to a berserker that completely dropped all defense and put everything into attack—except the person in question was not even aware.

Cao Wudi had already passed out due to dizziness, but his grip on the lightsabers remained firm—akin to clinging onto dear life.

...

Meanwhile, Albion and Polemos remained in the hunter hanger and witnessed everything despite the stretch of distance due to their impressive eyesight.

"This... What kind of lousy technique is this?" Polemos frowned.

"There was no finesse in this spinning technique. It's just a low-level attack that relies on brute force and the high defense of the battlesuit. This kind of attack will just be suicide against higher-level interdimensional creatures."

"Don't look down on this technique too much, Polemos. That's the ultimate technique for farming mobs," Albion spoke coolly with his hands linked back while gazing into the distance with a profound look.

"This… something like this can be called an ultimate technique?" Polemos furrowed his brows before asking, "Does it have a name, my Lord?"

"Of course. Remember the name well, it's called the spin-to-win technique."

"…"

Polemos was speechless.

He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out before closing them again after a moment. It was not good to question the Lord.

Seeing the doubts in Polemos's eyes, Albion added, "Don't question it. Believe it."

"Yes, my Lord…"

What else could Polemos say? The Lord has spoken.

"If there's nothing else you need me for, I will excuse myself to make the arrangements for the banquet and tend to some other matters requiring my attention, my Lord," Polemos spoke respectfully.

"Wudi will be fine with the other experienced Hunters around him…" Albion muttered for a moment before nodding, "Un, go do what you need to do."

"Just leave me someone who can give me a tour around Damocles."

"Of course. I will arrange a guide immediately," Polemos patted his chest with a subservient salute before taking his leave.

Sometime later, a 60-year old man arrived and glanced around the hunter hanger before locking onto Albion's figure.

"Greetings, Young Master Albion. His Majesty has assigned me to be your guide and carry out any request you make." The old man said before introducing himself, "I am Giza Dale, but you can just call me Old Giza."

"Old Giza? Are you sure?" Albion asked with a strange look.

"Yes, Young Master Albion. That is what everyone, who is familiar with me, calls me," Old Giza affirmed.

"Alright, if you say so, Old Giza." Albion shrugged his shoulders on the matter before confirming, "And you said any request?"

"Yes, any request as per Emperor Polemos's instruction," Old Giza stated.

"Hmm…"

Seeing Albion gazing at him with a meaningful look, doubt festered in Old Giza's heart before he felt his skin crawling with goosebumps. Did this person have special preferences?

"Please refrain from making any sexual requests of this old man. If Young Master Albion needs a male partner, I can arrange it." Old Giza quickly added.

"Huh?"

Albion gawked for a moment before being taken aback.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean? There's nothing wrong with my sexual orientation. I was just thinking about what I wanted to do first. Jeez, Old Giza. It's surprising that a man of your age is filled with such peculiar thoughts."

"I…"

Old Giza immediately wanted to puke blood.

'If it weren't for you giving this old man the wrong signals, would I have such thoughts in the first place?' He thought indignantly in his heart while retaining a respectful smile, albeit a bit forced.