Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

Apparently, the long term of the major rich areas like Domeniul Ceresc's type of mystical plant spirits were determined by the first few arriving batch of variants. Their presence subconscious wavelength affected the spawn type of the forest. This was also the case when it comes to mystical biomes, dungeons, wonder tower, and wild primorial realms.

Not to mention, the mark of presence that the Forest Caretaker placed upon the land was boosting the available spawn rate of the same type of forest residents.

This also explained why there were extremely few mystical beasts within Domeniul Ceresc—except wisps as they were spawning at the same rate as the rabbits. Surprisingly enough, it only lessened the rate of new types of residents and didn't absolutely stop the birth of the new kinds of mystical beasts or mystical spirits.

By those chances, MF began to spread her divinity of life and a new type of resident had been born within the Domeniul Ceresc. Just at the time when the bright afternoon sky soothed those who watched the blooming crystal plant, a hellspawn with numerous wisps gathered to spectate the phenomenon.

It was the first fae folk, a Lesser Fairy.

"Whoa! So this is a Lesser Fairy. I read about them from the library in the second layer of the Underworld." The hellspawn leaned forward to the confused spirit that bloomed from a flower. "It looked like an even smaller type of Imp."

Ain barged forward. "Little Fairy, I know that you've been just born and all, but do you have the time to know more of our lord and savior, the Almighty Ouroboros?"

"Oy, this little lass had just opened her eyes. Look! It's rubbing her face!"

"The sooner we ingrained the divinity of our lord to a newborn child, the more blessed they will be as it was the sole reason why they were born."

"Ain, was it? Your speech makes it sound like even if I was sold an overpriced candy, I would buy it if you're the one doing the talking."

"I'll take it as a compliment."

As the repairing process was ongoing throughout the afternoon until dusk came. MF began to utilize one of the flat areas to be the place where she gathered her sect members.

MF definitely didn't want the conversion of couples loyal supersoldier to be close to the Ouranos Citadel but she didn't want it to be too far to the Domeniul Ceresc as it could be the place where her trusted disciples could practice their skill while getting nourished by the Anvriel's radiance.

Secreting a huge amount of dark goo from her left palm, MF converted them to be a firm well-carved block of wood, stacking them with her giant hands from her wings as she began to create the other kind of material.

'Hmm, maybe something akin to a great hall with a large outdoor space would be preferred.'

"Master, what are you doing?" Primis asked as she volunteered to heal the land by carrying some of the unneeded rubble to the place that MF asked. "Are you building a house?"

The angelic voice echoed, "Fufufu, something along the line. It will also be the place where you train your cultivation together with other people."

"Oooh, so something like a school?"

Surprised by the term Primis used, MF smile became wider. "Did Foel teach you something about school?"

"Yes! She also taught me a lot of things that were available outside of Domeniul Ceresc!"

"I'll make you join this school when you are able to perceive mana." MF then continued to show off her architect skill by slowly remodeling the materials into shape. "So train hard, I'll give you a reward if you do so."

"Yay!"

Primis were looking at her master's work too energetically. MF decided to grab Primis and put the little Ourarian on her shoulder, locking her legs on MF's neck as she continued to work on the construction.

MF's wings' arms were the one who did most of the job. The Ouroboros showed a trick or two as she used her divine artifact to craft a tiny piece of iridescent crystal-like piece of wood, then crafted it into a flute where she used her normal arms to play a fun melody to keep her little Ourarian engaged as she work with her other arms.

A melody of travel and dusk.

Foel soon joined the parade, it boosted the small ground for the sect to be finished early right after the moon could be seen in the starry night sky.

"Don't you think we have too much space?" Foel gazed meticulously at the finished piece of art. "You overdid yourself with the design. I thought we were going to introduce them to hell for the training, not feasting their eyes."

"Tricking a soul into the path of grandeur before throwing them off a cliff to a pit of magma is a crucial phase to attract great individual." MF chuckled.

A meticulously crafted enhanced jade roof mixed with sakuradite for the grandiose assembly hall building that looked more like it straight coming from legends of immortals with otherworldly design. It was bigger than a church.

In front of it was an obsidian-fenced large training field that was floored with pure white square tiles, intricately designed with small details of pattern that was part of the jet-black giant double helix serpent symbol that was eating each others' tails on the end of every helix.

The training ground was larger than a football field stadium.

The same symbol design was also repeatedly used in many details on the main hall furniture and ornament. There were two improvised mana fountains besides the path to the main hall, constantly sending a soothing wave throughout the whole sect ground.

With the main in the north and the entrance to the large ground that came from the south, existed two buildings on the west and the east at the end of each side of the main ground.

Primis could be seen running around the large ground with hands imitating a flying bird.. Underneath the field was numerous 'sonur' behind every tile that constantly converted mana passively and spread it onto the surface instead of the soil.