The deaths of elders caused a lot of chaos in the tribe. Nobody expected that they would lose the core elders that they didn't even lose in the war.
Sam was really impressed when he got the news. He didn't expect the players to perform this well. After all, the targets are almost a whole realm higher in terms of cultivation, but they still managed to kill a lot of them.
They must have placed a lot of effort into that.
He changed his focus on the next step of the plan. The internal chaos caused by his curse is still not cooled down. He is causing some small troubles here and there to add them to the pile.
Taking this chaos to his advantage, he went to meet Commander Miran.
When he entered her office, she is sitting in her seat while holding her forehead as she looked through the reports.
"Hello, it seems like I came at the wrong time. Do you want me to come later?" He asked with a smile.
"No need, take a seat. I am not that busy. It is just that I am too exhausted with all the chaos going on. By now, we can even confirm that some other organization is trying to spread their hands into ours. This would be troublesome; we barely survived a war. We cannot go on to the next one. The time for preparation and gathering manpower wouldn't be enough.
Anyway, this is my headache, I don't want to bore you with it. Why are you here? You said it is something important."
"It is actually related to the current situation. I have something that might help you."
He said as he took out a large scroll and gave it to her. She opened it with slight confusion and was a bit surprised when she was the formation blueprint inside.
"This is a defensive formation, I have been working on for a while. I modified it so that it would suit the terrain of the city and there is a sub-section of the formation which only covers the estate separately."
He then started explaining how the formation works.
"This is great. This will be really useful in the current situation. What do you want for this?"
She asked him with bright eyes.
Sam hesitated to speak though.
"Please speak your mind. I might not be able to promise you anything, but I could at least try."
"I want the Beast Whistle for my research. Is it possible to get it?"
Miran immediately went silent.
The beast whistle is the heirloom of the sect that was needed in the list. It has been in the sect for generations, but nobody knows how that thing works. It was just there as a decorative piece at most.
That is the reason Sam even dared to ask directly. Otherwise, he knew for sure that he wouldn't be able to get it by any chance.
Before Miran could even reject him, Sam tried his best to persuade her.
"I can create formations like this, in fact even better than this. I can create one for every major city you have within days. You can also use all the contribution points that belonged to me, Noah, and Kumar."
Miran frowned at his desperate attempt to convince her and asked.
"Why do you need it so desperately?"
"I want to research. I might have come off as some killer and assassin to you, but my main expertise is in professions. I can make weapons, formations, and inscriptions and my level are very high. My main passion lies in research and recently I heard a lot of things about the Beast whistle.
It was said that it was one of the reasons, the Myriad Beast sect was established as it is today, but for centuries nobody has seen it being used. Some say it was damaged, some say it was just a legend created to use it as a symbol.
But I would like to believe it was the former and I want to research it."
"What would you do if it works?"
"I don't know, I will move on to the next research project."
Miran felt a bit conflicted, but looked at Sam's genuinely enthusiastic expression and then the blueprint that made her enthusiastic, she felt like this trade might be worth it.
"I will talk to the Chief of the tribe. But I don't know if he will agree with these conditions."
With that, she left.
Sam also went back to his residence and sent instructions to the players.
He waited for any form of reaction from the Fiend tribe regarding this proposal.
And it didn't take long for the reaction to come. The next day, he was summoned by the chief of the tribe to his office and was escorted by an elder.
He sat there in the office as the Chief looked at him intently. Miran is sitting beside the chief as felt a little nervous.
"So, you want the Beast whistle?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Why do you need it so desperately? With the contribution points you have, you can even have your own city. A proper territory to govern and a lot of resources for you to enjoy, why would you trade them away along with these valuable formations just for the broken whistle."
Sam just smiled and replied.
"The Beast whistle is a legendary thing people always talked about. I would like to see if there is any truth in those legends."
"That is it? Truth? Is it worth it?"
"Sir, I am a researcher and an inventor. I study the existing things so that I can use them to make new things. I take joy, satisfaction, and pride in that. No amount of territory is going to let me have the same amount of satisfaction as researching an object like that."
"What if it really doesn't work? What if it is just a decorative item?"
"Then so be it. I will at least have the satisfaction of trying. If I managed to make it work, that would be great, if I cannot I can always find a new object later. There is a long life ahead of me."
The chief looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, but Sam didn't avert and just looked at him calmly.
"Okay, then. I will agree with your deal. But I don't want these extra formations. I will take this one, but instead of all those extra formations you promised, I want your best work until now."
Sam fell silent as if he is hesitating.
The old man smiled and said.
"If you don't give your best work out, then the offer is completely off the table."
Sam gritted his teeth and took out a large scroll.
He placed it on the ground instead of the table, as the table is too small for this.
When the whole blueprint was placed on the ground, Sam placed a formation disc in the center and activated it.
This is a city blueprint, but not the same one as the one Noah used in the Black Wood merchant group.
This is a completely different one.
One must think that Sam has too many of these things, but he didn't create all of them. The blueprints he had in hand are the ones that are already constructed. Most of them are created by the students and administrators of the Dusk organization.
He only had them in hand because he wanted to use this holographic presentation technology.
In fact, both the blueprints, one in front of him and the other Noah used are basically above average at best within the organization.
But they are based on the basic principles Sam altered into the curriculum of the students making them think outside the box and most of them are based on Sam's city as a reference.
But for the people who hadn't seen city constructions like these, this is a masterpiece. They never thought that a city could be built like this and when they thought of what makes it possible, the principle behind it is very simple.
It is just that no one with an orthodox mind would think of using these principles in such a way.
"This is the best work I have done. I don't think it is complete and I can still improve on it with given time, but it is still usable."
There is clearly a tinge of pride in his tone as he looked at it.
The Old man checked it for a long time and finally smiled.
"You have a deal young man. But one condition. You should never sell this blueprint to anyone else. You need to give me a soul contract signed with that."
"Yes, no problem."
Sam smiled as he handed over the blueprint and the formation plate. The beast whistle was handed over to him and the old man asked.
"How did you do that holographic presentation?"
"That is not my making, it is done by a fellow inventor back in my home realm. He does a very great job in these kinds of things. As long as you give the blueprint to him, he will create this presentation which would be easier to understand for the construction workers and artisans."
