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The Commerce guild definitely is not short on money.

Keeping it as a collector’s item gives it more value than selling it.

Seven Brown herself was rather perplexed, saying: “I’m not very clear on the reason either. But Fatty Williams seems to say it’s according to his great-grandmother’s wishes. In addition, based on the current information, that large sword has no purpose other than its indestructibility.”

Leonard Churchill listened, his mouth twitching slightly.

Well, that was the truth.

Most disaster objects are too high-level for ordinary people to put to use.

This X-199-Useless Great Sword is considered a disaster object, but as the name implies, it appears to be no different than a slab of iron.

It is clumsy without any special characteristics.

Beyond being unbreakable, it is of no use at all.

However, upon hearing this, a thought sprang to Leonard Churchill’s mind.

He himself possessed a disaster object.

Just because these advanced items cannot be used now does not mean they are useless.

If given the chance, of course, he would want to hold onto it for further study.

After Seven Brown and Leonard Churchill had established a close relationship, it seemed a certain understanding had developed between them.

Looking at Leonard’s thoughtfully examining the sword, she seemed to guess Leonard’s intentions and asked: “Are you interested in that sword?”

Leonard Churchill nodded.

Seven Brown’s eyes widened with interest and blurted out: “Ah…I’ve wanted to get rid of that guy for a long time.”

She and Abel were like archenemies, she would pounce on any opportunity to take him down.

But remembering something, Seven Brown’s expression darkened: “But…that guy has already reached the Third Tier… It’s a hassle.”

Leonard Churchill, however, was not concerned by this; the idea of facing someone at Third Tier was enticing. He casually said: “Mhm. Once I’ve advanced to the Second Tier, we can look for an opportunity.”

As he spoke, a new thought popped into Leonard Churchill’s mind.

Hmm…

Could it be that Abel’s advance to Third Tier is related to this large sword?

After all, the Third Tier is a huge hurdle for card masters, requiring them to comprehend their own “Curse Seal.”

This hurdle has frustrated many Second Tier card masters their entire life; crossing it is not just a matter of effort.

It requires certain special opportunities.

But Abel’s breakthrough was quite sudden.

Could it be that the useless sword he carries everywhere has something to do with it?

After having lunch, Leonard Churchill and Seven Brown rode out of Lion City’s tall walls on the Hunter’s Association transport vehicle.

A gray fog blanketed the ruins outside, reducing visibility to a minimum.

Every now and then, an unknown mutation monster would emerge from the fog.

And then, it would be instantly shot dead.

There were quite a few wild creatures in the ruins, but everyone was used to it.

Leonard Churchill sat by the window, watching the surroundings as they passed by.

Although this was an ancient ruin, the eight-lane highway was a testament to the city’s past bustling life.

After driving for a few kilometers, the convoy stopped at a subway-like entrance within a pile of building ruins.

There was a Twisted Light Gate here.

This was the entrance to the Alternate Dimension, 1981 Titan Mechanical Research Institute.

Near the space gate was a group of mercenaries stationed.

Leonard Churchill glanced at their “One-eyed Wolf Head” logo.

He hadn’t seen it before.

Meaning, this group of mercenaries didn’t belong to Sinless City.

Looking at their military-grade mechanical equipment, it wasn’t hard to guess they were likely private soldiers bred by some large noble family.

With everyone disembarked, the group participating in the exploration totaled thirty people.

Everyone was given a free information pack.

This time, there was no entrance fee.

Because the difficulty was significantly high.

A bearded muscular man equipped with a mechanical exoskeleton began to present.

“I am Kelson, the deputy head of the Iron Hand Hunter Group. I will be leading this exploration…”

“The information pack in your hands is the most recent information we’ve obtained. You might want to take a look.”

“Once inside the space, we will be randomly divided into three teams by the will of space. The final rewards will be judged based on the number of monsters our team kills and the completion of mainline tasks. So, it is beneficial to cooperate with each other, the higher our team’s rating, the better our final rewards…”

“We have explored this alternate dimension, the Research Institute, quite a few times. So this time, we have some pioneering plans, the entering difficulty will directly trigger level C, death rate will not be low. Those who want to opt-out can still do so. But don’t worry, this time it’s in peace mode…”

Leonard Churchill had heard of this “Iron Hand”. It was in the previous information pack.

This was a quite famous mechanical hunter group in Silvermist City.

This group had a high mechanical equipment rate, and most of its members were retired professional soldiers.

Their overall combat power was a lot stronger than the hunter groups of the same tier in Sinless City.

As Captain Kelson went on explaining the conditions within the alternate dimension, Leonard Churchill listened casually.

All of this was mostly covered in the information pack he had previously bought from the information merchant.

While listening, Leonard Churchill was quietly observing the positions of the people in the team.

Amongst the thirty people, there seemed to be four Second Tier card masters, eight First tier, and eighteen Card Master Apprentices.

This space did not limit mechanical equipment.

So, most were equipped with firearms and mechanical equipment.

The overall combat power was decent.

However, Leonard Churchill noticed an interesting detail.

Although only Kelson and a few of his team members were wearing the team uniform, careful observation led Leonard Churchill to guess that at least half of these thirty people were probably from the Iron Hand Hunter Group.

Looking at the situation, all these loose practitioners were probably here as cannon fodder to meet the “minimum death rate”.

But since they were forewarned, the loose practitioners also found it fair enough..