Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer
chapter-1389

This is the situation for the past few days within the stray realm of Sivan. After finally defeating the Ghost Chimera, he slowly started absorbing Sam's soul. No matter how much resistance Sam's soul has put up, it is still dormant and Sivan is using a lot of methods to keep the soul dormant as he slowly absorbed it.

The reason, he is not taking it all, is because the information Sam's soul held until now is way too much. It is just way too much and he doesn't want to overwhelm himself. Since he had this opportunity to savor all the information bit by bit, while understanding and explaining everything to others, he decided to do that.

So, he started businesses one after the other with every idea he is getting. The problem is that, even if he could understand what Sam is doing with the idea and what he is getting, he couldn't digest the rest of the technical details and the logical routes Sam has thought while making these things to decode the real science and technique behind them.

The most he got at the moment is just the bunch of information to construct the things Sam did.

In fact, the energy cell making is something that Sam did way before he even constructed the fleet and invaded the Usain sect.

But Sivan just barely managed to master the energy cell creation and destabilization now.

Until now, the most he managed to do with these businesses is creating machines that could improve the production of weapons. The lathes, drills, cutting machines, furnaces, etc.

He just made his artisans go through the existing designs and replace the shitty metals with the extremely rare metals until they finally managed to get the correct combination.

But this trial and error method is not exactly working when they tried it on others.

The fleet, for example, is based on many complex calculations that even the material of the ships is considered and very crucial to make the whole fleet and the formations associated with it.

His artisans or he could only replicate it which is completely useless at their cultivation level and the enemies they could possibly face and even useless for the people that they could possibly sell.

They couldn't get anything from these things.

In fact, the person he just burned is in charge of making the Bee puppet and the Flatfish puppet.

They managed to figure out the structure of the puppets and Sivan even went as far as to note down every single calculation Sam used to make these puppets.

But no matter how much they tried, they couldn't make sense and even Sivan who could make sense of that because it was directly loaded along with the equations, couldn't create a new calculation for the materials they have in their hand and they couldn't figure out what material to use to make a puppet that could be used by a person of Astral Plane cultivation.

Sivan is met with failure after failure as he obtained more information from Sam.

The only thing he is currently succeeding in is the food business as he got a lot of recipes from Sam's study of the library in the tower of the divine dimension.

Along with that, the beverages are also doing well. Particularly, the beer. He could obtain various levels of wheat easily and that is the only recipe he managed to scale to the astral plane level without much trouble.

He went back to the clan residence with the headache.

When he reached there, another bad news awaited him.

"Sir, Butler Si has gone off contact. He sent a message two days ago and it just reached now. He used our slowest and most inefficient channel too."

Sivan frowned and took the letter which was unopened.

He looked at the contents and frowned and as he read more and more he slammed the desk in front of him and the wind elemental energy turned it into very small pieces until it almost turned to a pile of splinters.

This is the fourth table this week.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. This is supposed to be my good time. I got a new perfect body, I have new ideas that are already proven to be successful, and I have the vast empire I created for myself to support all of these new ideas, but why does nothing work.

Now my most trusted subordinate not only has to leave me for a whole year and now he completely went off contact."

He started thrashing everything in the room and Butler Si's first student who took over his teacher's job came and tried to calm him down.

"Young master, please stay calm. You wouldn't be able to think good if you are this angry."

*BAM*

All he was met with is a punch on his face.

Of course, the disciple has a higher cultivation level and Sivan is not using any energy, he just wanted to let his anger out and the disciple took it without a chance of expression.

He is angry inside. He is in fact burning up inside. He couldn't take this insult. He has done a lot of dirty work for Sivan. He killed innocent people, women, little kids, and people who don't even know why they are dying.

He lost a few of his fellow disciples in order to quench the enmity Sivan has with one of the biggest pains in the ass he has ever known and come across and this is the gratitude is getting every now and then.

A punch on the face.

Sivan realized what he did, but there is no change in expression on his face either.

"Stop giving me stupid advice and go and search where your teacher has been, you idiot. I need you to know why he went off contact. All he did say is that someone is coming after him and he couldn't contact us any longer for a while.

Find him and tell him to come back here. I couldn't care less if the stupid league or something that he mentioned is going to give him trouble or I don't give a shit if someone is after him, tell him to come here.

None of the plans are working with him away. I cannot deal with all of these pricks who don't even know what to do even though they are given everything they need."

As he yelled and ranted, he looked at Disciple One who is still standing there, and yelled once again.

"What are you staring at my face for? Get the hell out of here."

Disciple left with gritted teeth and clenched fists. He couldn't help but feel this anger inside him. If it was anyone else, he would have just punched them in the face and been done with it, but the person he is angry at is the one person in the world to which he shouldn't show his anger to.

Sivan watched as the Disciple one left and couldn't help but feel more and more frustrated, he called for a subordinate.

"Go and prepare a woman for me. Someone from the Elven clan would be good."

"Yes, young master."

With that, the subordinate ran away.

Apart from trying to create a rip-off of Sam's old ideas and failing spectacularly, Sivan is only doing one more thing, which is having a lot of sex.

Due to his crippled situation, he is not even willing to have sex until now as he could sense the peculiar emotions women feel for him when he was in the bed with only one hand and one leg.

Because of this, he killed a few women in earlier days, and now that he has this full-body, he is having sex with all kinds of women he has dreamed of.

He calmed himself down a bit and went to the bedroom to have some time for himself.

But what he doesn't know is, that his troubles are just starting and bigger troubles are brewing far away from his home and he doesn't know that within a few months to a year, he would be facing something that he would have never anticipated.

Back in desolate.

Philip, Watt, and Jack are sitting together as they went through various reports on a large table. They are going through all the data and there are three subordinates standing to the side taking one report after another from their hands along with the instructions that are to be passed on to the other people.

As they were doing that, someone knocked on the door and entered. It is Sirona

"A Fire unit has been ready now. If you guys come over and check it out a bit, we would be able to send them to their first expedition and we can finalize the manufacturing of these products."

All three of them stood up and followed her out and they went to the feathered planet and used some interdimensional space gates to reach a specific location in the Unconquered realm where a special base was set up near a very highly potent volcano.