Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast-Chapter 1280 - 497: The Deity of Roasted Sweet Potatoes, Bro, You’re Back!_2

Chapter 1280: Chapter 497: The Deity of Roasted Sweet Potatoes, Bro, You’re Back!_2

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Feeling insecure is easy to explain. As a transmigrator with my memory restored, in this world with extraordinary strength, one always feels insecure unless they become the strongest.

As for distrust, it means doubting whether those kings, Heavenly Kings, and Supreme Experts could withstand the threats from foreign races.

This was Jack Clark’s miscalculation of the overall strength of the Human Race, partly because his rise was so rapid that the Supreme Experts of the Human Race didn’t have time to thoroughly understand him.

Under normal conditions, even without Jack Clark, the situation for the Human Federation might be a bit more difficult, but it wouldn’t collapse, as could be seen from the performance on the previous two battlefields.

Especially the Sky Base weapons and Apocalyptic Weapons orbiting outside of Blue Star, it was evident that the Federation had always been accumulating its resources, preparing for a major showdown.

That includes the contingency plan of retreating with a part of humanity into the deeper areas of the mythical world if they ultimately couldn’t hold off The Purgatory Family.

There is also the Divine Gods Alliance in the direction of the Outer Development Department, which is another secret weapon, a force no less powerful than an ordinary Purgatory Empire.

Plus, with the arrival of messengers from the Heavenly Feather Clan, it was clear that the Federal Top Level had always been forming strategic alliances. It’s just unknown how the negotiations between the two tribes are going currently.

And there’s also the expedition that Senior Marcellus Larry mentioned before, I wonder if it has already set out?

Leaning on the sofa, Jack Clark let his brain wander aimlessly for a while before his Divine Soul Intent finally lightly buzzed, "Kavadola, nothing unusual lately?"

A few streets away from the Clark Family’s house, at a street corner, a burly man leaning by a tricycle and sweet potatoes paused, then respectfully replied, "Reporting to Upper God, everything is normal up to now, including those undercover agents guarding mother and younger brother."

While ’speaking’, the burly man who stood 2 meters and 6 centimeters tall, with a rugged face and somewhat ferocious appearance, smiled as he skillfully wrapped up a roasted sweet potato and handed it to the waiting old lady.

"Here’s your sweet potato, that’ll be 19 yuan."

The old lady took the sweet potato and complained while paying, "Old Kava, your sweet potatoes are really tasty when roasted, but could you make them a bit cheaper?"

Kavadola shook his head: "Can’t do it any cheaper, I’d be losing money if I did."

"Look at my sweet potatoes; they are roasted from raw and take over two hours to cook through. The sugars inside are completely brought out and it smells delicious."

"This method of roasting is completely different from those who just roast the surface of already boiled sweet potatoes and claim they’re selling roasted sweet potatoes."

"Whether it’s the time or the cost of the charcoal fire, my expenses are higher than those of other sweet potato roasters, so naturally the price is a bit higher."

"Alright, if it’s expensive, then it’s expensive," the old lady said, seeing she couldn’t get a discount. She shook her head and sat down on a nearby stool with her sweet potato.

Jack Clark, who sensed this scene with his Divine Soul, was also somewhat astonished.

I mean, as a Mid-Mythical Stage powerhouse, you’re selling roasted sweet potatoes - isn’t that a bit out of place? I only asked you to covertly protect my family for three years.

Only a few king-level experts like Marcellus Larry knew about Kavadola’s existence on Blue Star. And below them, no one knew that there was a Mythical Powerhouse suppressing the surroundings of the Clark Family.

Including those from the Federation charged with protection—who can predict human hearts? Everyone’s thoughts can differ from one moment to the next.

Moreover, The Purgatory Family has numerous Secret Skills, who knows whether they might have some strange ability to infiltrate Blue Star and lurk over.

As for moving Doris Clark and the others to a more secluded place and have them protected along with the families of other royals, Jack Clark did consider this.

If he hadn’t subjugated Kavadola, he would have talked with Doris Clark before delving deeper into the rear of the Purgatory Empire, asking them to move to a Rift World reserved for families of the royal class, which would be safer.

They would stay there until he swept through The Purgatory Family, eliminating the threat and returning.

However, with Kavadola’s protection, there was no need for Doris Clark and the rest to hustle; it’s more comfortable staying at home.

Just as Jack Clark was astounded that Kavadola had compressed his True Body and learned the Federation language so quickly, Glenn Clark entered into his Divine Soul’s range of perception.

Glenn was dressed in the uniform of South Sky Martial Height School today, but he was carrying a middle school backpack on one shoulder and was followed by three beautiful middle school girls.

Glenn said with a laugh, "May, look, that tricycle is the street stall I mentioned. His sweet potatoes are very sweet, tasting like the kind we used to eat back in the countryside when we were kids."

The gentle and lovely Teresa Wilson showed some interest, "For you to praise it so highly, Jim, it must taste really good."

"Come on, I’ll treat you guys to a taste," Glenn said as he led the three classmates to Kavadola’s sweet potato stall. He confidently ordered, "Boss, give us five well-roasted sweet potatoes, the kind that are dryer with more sugar content."

"No problem, just a moment," Kavadola replied, pulling open the oven door and reaching directly into the scorching furnace to shuffle some around, then brought out five steaming sweet potatoes and placed them on the electronic scale.

And to this sight, those around felt nothing out of the ordinary.

With the Federation’s half-year long dissemination of Transcendent Information, coupled with the previous Heaven-Earth Mutated event, and Jack Clark suppressing invading forces from Outer Space on the outskirts of South City, everyone worldwide has grown completely accustomed to the ’Transcendent’.

And Kavadola’s unusually hulking figure made it obvious that he wasn’t ordinary; he must be a power user with a physical mutation.

However, considering that he’s been reduced to selling sweet potatoes and hasn’t been scouted by some major company, he must be weak, belonging to that most common type with a meat body variation.