Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

"So, your young master is a spear user. A pure warrior."

"Yes, Sir."

The soldier directly revealed info without any pressure from Sam. It is almost like he is way too eager to answer Sam's questions.

"Or are there any other spear users among you guys?"

"No, Sir. In fact, spear users are very rare in our clan. Our young master is the only one who went for a staff-type weapon instead of a blade-type weapon. In fact, he is the odd one out of the current generation."

"So, it's easy to distinguish. Did you notice any changes in your young master's behavior?"

"Yes, Sir. He became a lot calmer and more composed all of a sudden. It is almost as if he is a whole different person. Usually, he is rash and does things without thinking. Always angry at even the slightest things.

He was righteous and honorable, but that always made him lose in a battle of wit and cunning amongst his peers."

"You seem awfully talkative and way too generous for a guy who got busted. Are you supposed to be saying all these things to an enemy like this? Ever heard of loyalty?"

Sam asked sarcastically.

"Don't question my loyalty, sir. I am very much loyal to my master. It is just that the young master I am accompanying at the moment is not really my master. In fact, my task was to sabotage the chances of the young master succeeding in conquering any part of the valley. So, I am doing that by giving you all the information.

In fact, I noticed the traces of your activity a bit. That is why, I was roaming around there, trying to find someone. Since you already made so much progress, you seemed to be the most likely candidate that could help us take down the young master."

"So, are you alone in the young master's camp? Or do you have more people in there trying to deal with him?"

"Except for the close aides. Four people to be exact, everyone else in my young master's camp is a spy. Some are here to make detailed reports of what is going on, so they will follow the young master's orders all the same.

But the rest are here to either sabotage or kill the young master here directly. But everyone has a different mission and method in mind. I felt this method makes more sense.

I will do whatever you want me to do. Let me work with you until this whole fiasco ends. Once the young master realizes that he has zero chance to conquer this, I will immediately leave. You can even exchange me for some ransom from my original master.

I hope you can consider this young master Brice."

Brice was really surprised by the proposal. He couldn't help but feel extremely lucky all of a sudden. In a way, this is beyond luck. Without much trouble, he got a voluntary spy in another player's camp.

Of course, as soon as he realized that this is too good to be true, he immediately doubted this guy's motives.

What if this guy is just spewing bullshit so that he can escape?

That question popped in his head.

As if he knew that, the soldier spoke.

"I can sign a soul contract with you. I know you cannot trust me, but the soul contract will. You can put whatever clauses you want. All I need is that you will let me go safely without any threat to my life from you or your camp."

Sam raised his eyebrow and was really intrigued by this guy.

"Okay then. I will give you a chance.

Describe the fabric of your tent. What kind of cloth are you guys using?"

The soldier was stunned. Even Sam's team. They didn't expect Sam to ask this. But when they thought of what he did with the loom when they fought against the liger, they became a bite excited.

The soldier was still perplexed when he carefully explained the details of the fabric of the tent.

Sam started weaving.

This time, he was faster, way cleaner, and way more precise than he did the last time. Before long he had a bunch of large cloth pieces in his hand.

Sam gave them to the soldier and said.

"I don't know how you will do it. But all you have to do is lay down these fabrics as tents. You can either replace the existing ones or you can lay them down on the existing tents. And if the placement of the tents you have given as well as the formation layout that you believe was placed in your camp, then I will get some signal as soon as you finish setting this up."

"That's it? That is all I have to do?"

"Yeah. As soon as you finish that task, I will know that you mean business. Of course, you need to sign the contract."

"Alright. I will do it."

The soldier enthusiastically signed the contract, took the tents, and left.

"So, who among you is stealthy enough to follow him? I don't want you to follow him to the camp, just see what route he is taking. See if he is meeting with someone. Someone from a different camp maybe.

Try to find out something interesting that you think we can use against them.

The rest of you. Do the same thing you have been doing until the next morning. Our goal is to occupy as much land of the valley as possible."

Sam sent them away. That night also focused on capturing beasts, capturing people. Just when Sam thought it would be uneventful, Vice made the first move on someone. He doesn't know which camp the person is from, but he attacked a person who is walking alone and that person is seriously injured.

"I contemplated whether I should capture him, young master. But I adhered t your orders and didn't act on my emotions. I injured him and ran."

"Good. He will be alive for a while right?"

"Yes, young master. I already saw some people coming to him when I was escaping. So, I think they might have seen me coming in this direction.

We might have to prepare for arrival."

"Which direction are they coming from?"

"West."

Sam thought for a moment and said.

"That is actually a very interesting area to touch. I am sure they will love the welcome.

Okay now, you guys go and operate in different directions. Vice, you accompany us, we are going to the west side and welcome our special guests."

"Young master, I think it is better if we all go there together. We have very limited manpower. It is better for us to stick together. We cannot risk it."

"It is not going to be a risk, Vice. I have woven a proper plan. So, we can be prepared for situations like this. It is very easy. I am sure you will love what you are going to see there. So, don't worry too much. And I am sure if shit goes sideways, you are more than strong and fast enough to take me and escape.

Also, the beasts are with us. It will be fun."

Vice didn't know what to say, but all he could do is follow Sam.

He pushed Sam's wheelchair as they moved to the west side.

The outer circle that only has formations is not where they are going. They arrived and stopped at the area where they set up Sam's woven energy blankets along with the formations. As soon as they cross the area with only formations, they will be engaging the enemies here.

Sam got off the wheelchair and crawled to the center of the setup. He gestured for Vice is sit down at one corner.

"You can sit there and wait. As I told you, you will love what you are going to see next."

Sam let his spiritual energy spread into the formation once.

Something that looked like a bright wireframe flashed. Vice looked at the wireframe and felt shocked. It is not because he understood what it is. He didn't understand shit.

But he knew that it is something he could never understand.

And he is sure that Brice was never that good with these kinds of things. For as far as he knew, Brice never did anything related to formations and inscriptions. He was not a creator. He was a commander, leader, and strategist, but not a creator or a formation master.

He knew of this drawback himself. That is why he constantly tried to remember and by heart as many formations as he could. So that he could have at least some formations at his disposal in a serious situation.

But in the last two days, he gave a lot of formation blueprints, and then there is this wireframe that just flashed out of nowhere.

The attacks that came from weaving the fabrics. Everything is way too much for me to even fathom.