Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer-Novel

After the Myriad Beast sect collapsed. A lot of territories, particularly the planets, the external resource points that are connected through those old space gates, mines, fields, and even people are available for everyone to prey upon.

Of course, the Fiend tribe swallowed as much as it could. Even though they are the ones who essentially destroyed the Myriad Beast sect, they are not going to get everything the sect owns. In fact, they are unable to swallow it with their current strength.

The remaining three powers and even some merchant groups might gang up on them if they really tried to do it.

Not only would they devour the territory and resources left behind by the Myriad beast sect, but they would also lose their own territory and also their connections with other organizations.

Sam, Noah, and Kumar disappeared from the eyes of the Fiend tribe after the war is over.

Because the first few days after the war, the whole organization would be dealing with the aftermath and they would be a bit loose over their administration. Some plundering would be happening for some personal gain.

This is the time if anyone wants to profit to make a move.

This is also the time, Sam and the other players can do something to these members that are on loose. Before the high of the victory is gone and the administration has gone stricter, they should be making a move.

So, they are currently in a meeting in the secret valley they first met.

There is a campfire in the middle and Sam is using his spiritual energy to enhance the flame so that he could have a special taste for that meat being roasted on the flame.

This is one of the beasts he caught when he was in the war with the Myriad beast sect.

The rest of the players looked at him weirdly, exhausted with his antics. He has been doing this for a while, without caring what others are discussing as they ate.

As for their discussion, it is about which team kicked the other team’s ass in this war. So, he doesn’t have to participate as he kicked everyone’s ass just like always, so he is enjoying his food.

But after he was done eating, he was also done listening to them.

"Okay, guys. I have had enough of this bullshit, now let us go and deal with the Fiend tribe. The faster we are done with them, the better the situation will be."

"According to our previous plan, we have to deal with the winning side bit by bit. We need one month in which the aftermath happens and chip away at their lower ranks and make them pissed off so much that they wouldn’t be able to contain themselves until they go full berserk. Anybody wants to weigh in on that?" Akhil said as he got bored from the argument.

"I have one point. But I need two servants to be at my beck and call." Sam said as he opened a beer.

Everyone looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Of course, I don’t mean literally my servants. They just need to act as messengers so that they can go to different places in the planet and the realm where the remaining players are operating to give you the locations of the candidates we are going to take out."

"Then why don’t you call them messengers? Why servants?"

"Because I want them to bring back some local specialty food or wine when they return. I am sick of eating my own cooking for a while. So, I would like if I can have something else for a change. Is that a problem? And this realm has so many resources that I want to taste everything."

Everyone was dumbfounded, but Sam continued.

"I, Noah, and Kumar have some good rep in the Fiend tribe. The contribution points we have are not cashed out yet. Even without them, we have some special place in the tribe like an honorary member. Kumar even got a marriage proposal from one of the elders.

If I can get in and obtain the information of the people assigned to different places, things would be easier for you guys and the rest can take care of them one by one.

Meanwhile, I will try to do something to core figures from the inside. See if some manipulation, poisoning or any other tactics work. I will see if we can weaken them so that we can crumble them from inside."

"What about us then?" Noah asked.

"This is going to be dangerous and I want to act alone for a while. If I want help, I would ask. But I think it is better if you act externally and speed up the process."

"I will be the messenger." Akhil said suddenly. Everyone looked at him in surprise.

"Are you sure? I think you would want to be the chipper."

"I would like to, but I need a break. I will just run around for a while."

"I will be the messenger too," Donner said and this surprised them even more. After all, that one incident after the Planet Nike, nobody thought that Sam and he would get along again.

Donner tried tooth and nail just to avoid him. But now he wants to work with him.

"I don’t see a problem. But you have to travel back and forth within a day no matter how far I send you within the realm. Get ready for that. We will be leaving tomorrow. And tonight, the booze is on me."

With that, the players peacefully drank and had some sleep which rarely happens.

The next day, they went to do their tasks.

First Sam went to the Fiend tribe along with Akhil and Donner. They stayed on the outskirts of the city while Sam entered the tribe to meet with Commander Miran. Google seaʀᴄh ɴovel(F)ɪre

"Hello, how are you doing?" Sam asked as he entered her room.

"I am doing great. Where did you go? We haven’t seen you after the final attack."

"I had something to handle."

"Where are Noah and Kumar?"

"They have something to handle too, but not the same thing. It has been a long time since they had some alone time and it could be hard for a couple. So, they went for a little getaway to spend some time together."

"Oh? Noah and Kumar? I would have never thought of that. Why would she go after him when you are there?"

"It is impossible between both of us. Anyway, can we talk about anything other than love lives? I am pretty sick of it actually."

"Well, there is something. The Chief of the tribe wants to reward you three in a grand ceremony along with some other soldiers and generals. It would take some time though. We need to clean up after this and make sure that other organizations wouldn’t come after us while we are licking our wounds."

"That is great. So, can I stay in the city for a while? We have been traveling for a long time and we would like to settle down for a few years."

"Settle down? Then why don’t you guys join the tribe? We will give you honorary membership. You will have some status here. Maybe same status as Myrion. Your contribution is completely irreplaceable to the war.

It could have been dragged out for years if not for your help. So, you are completely welcome here."

Sam thought for a moment and said.

"I don’t think that is actually a bad idea."

"We will confirm your membership after the ceremony is over, until then you can stay in the tribe estate. Many of the soldiers that are injured have returned. You can meet them if you want. They are looking forward to it."

"Okay, see you later then."

With that Sam got out, an attendant met him and made a lot of arrangements.

His residence was arranged close to the residences of some of the ’friends’ he made in the war.

He got to know a lot of soldiers that are even core members. He went to one of the residences without much wait.

He is one of the captains of elite teams. His members are too elite to the point they can lead their own teams. But they are all batched into this one team and most of the time they go on solo missions. It took a war to join the ten of them to be joined and their combined strength needed to be used.

"How are you doing, captain?"

"I am great Sam. How are you? You disappeared after the war is over. I almost thought you got killed in action."

"It would take a lot more than this war to kill me. So, where are your teammates? I want to see their faces once after they knew that I got more kills than all of them combined."

"They were sent to lead some people to clear the aftermath. They are responsible for handing over some properties to other organizations as gifts so that we don’t seem greedy and attract some unwanted attention."

"Oh, who went to the Island in the west? I don’t think Mirkin would be sent to that place."