C11 Zhou Yan, Who Was about to Go Crazy...

After reviewing his attributes, Zhou Yan was taken aback by what he saw.

His strength, constitution, and agility had each increased by 0.1!

Nowhere in the school textbooks did it say that spiritual energy could enhance one's physical condition; they only mentioned its role in cultivation.

It's true that many things can't be learned from books; they must be experienced firsthand.

He realized he had seriously underestimated the capabilities of the Spiritual Energy Bamboo House.

If he were to live there long-term, he could accumulate a significant number of Attribute Points without even leveling up.

Zhou Yan pondered the reason behind this. Despite spending considerable time there before, his physical attributes hadn't budged.

"It must be because my body was desperately low on energy after the battles outside. Once I returned here, the spiritual energy replenished my reserves."

With this revelation, Zhou Yan recognized the value of engaging in more battles to rack up Attribute Points.

He logged into the New Overlord chat room.

A prompt from the territory system read, "Please finalize your territory's name, ensuring it's not a duplicate of another's."

While people might share names, each territory required a distinct one.

After some thought, Zhou Yan suggested, "King Zerg."

The system responded, "Name already taken. Please try again."

"Dugu Qibei."

Again, the system replied, "Name already taken. Please try again."

"Pigeon!"

And the territory system repeated, "Name already taken. Please try again."

"World League!"

"Hero League!"

Each time, the system insisted, "Name already taken. Please try again."

Zhou Yan was at a loss for words. Naming was proving to be a Herculean task!

"Sky Blaze Gang!"

The system was relentless: "Name already taken. Please try again."

Zhou Yan was floored.

After dozens of attempts, all met with the same response, his patience was wearing thin.

"Holy shit!"

The system, unamused, stated, "Name already taken. Please try again."

Zhou Yan was dumbfounded.

Who in their right mind would name their territory "Holy shit"?

They must be as frustrated with the naming process as he was.

Now, he was online, hoping a veteran could suggest a catchy name.

If anyone could assist Zhou Yan, he'd have Diaochan express his gratitude.

For half an hour, Zhou Yan struggled with names.

Finally, in frustration, he exclaimed, "Heavenly Court!"

To his surprise, the system confirmed, "Name available. Would you like to name your territory 'Heavenly Court'?"

He hadn't expected success with that one.

"Yes," he confirmed.

The system finalized, "Your territory will henceforth be known as 'Heavenly Court.'"

A name was merely a label; what mattered most was its growth and development.

Nevertheless, from this point forward, the Heavenly Court was destined to rise above, a beacon to all.

But for now, the focus was on development.

Zhou Yan navigated to the chat room, which was organized by region.

Speaking on the international channel cost a Lord 1000 spirit coins for a message up to 2000 words—a steep price to pay, especially since spirit coins from the outside world were useless during the Trial period.

Thus, the international channel was virtually silent.

On the National Channel, each message cost 100 spirit coins, with a daily limit of 100 uses and a maximum of 200 words per message.

In the Divine Dragon Country's South China channel, messages cost 10 spirit coins each, with no limit on frequency, a one-minute interval between messages, and a 500-word cap.

Paying spirit coins to speak might seem odd, but it made sense.

After all, internet surfing in the real world isn't free.

Within the territory, spirit coins were akin to paying for an internet connection. Without spending coins, there was no access.

So, it was perfectly logical.

Despite the cost, those who needed to communicate could make the most of it by saying everything they needed in one go.

Each message was lengthy, akin to a short story.

Yet, Zhou Yan had managed to read through all of them.

"I urgently need wood and stone. If you have these resources, come find me quickly!"

"Buying equipment. If you have quality gear, DM me. You'll be happy with the price, promise!"

"Emergency! I need Defense Towers, barracks, and weapons. If you have these, come quick. I'm all brawn, no time for small talk."

"I forgot to bring food. Can anyone sell me some? I'm starving and parched. Who will come to my rescue?"

"I'm skilled in many crafts and seek a patron. Provide me with equipment and spirit coins, and I'll join you for the right price."

"Godly spear for sale. Make your offer fast."

"A woman's breastplate on offer—adds one point to charm and two to defense. Interested parties, hurry!"

Today marked the first day of the Trial; everyone was starting from zero.

Only the exceedingly wealthy would let monsters shatter their crystals upon entering the game, then quickly build up their territories with their family's influence.

The rest of the Lords had to hustle, hoping to secure a top finish and a handsome reward.

The Lord era has evolved over time, and naturally, a variety of items have become available for newcomers to bring with them. However, these items come with a hefty price tag and are exceedingly rare.

With so many people around the globe, it's inevitable that a fair share of wealthy heirs are among them, and many are looking to leverage these prized possessions to stand out in the New Overlord Trial.

Zhou Yan exited the chatroom and entered the International Trade Hall.

The hall was split into two sections: the International Trade Hall and the National Exchange Hall.

Surveying the array of goods within the International Trade Hall, Zhou Yan noted that these offerings came from New Overlords worldwide. Among them were indeed some treasures.

But the cost was astronomical.

Still, within the hall, some didn't hesitate to spend lavishly on notices seeking construction materials.

This had to be the work of a rich second-generation individual. On the very first day of the Newcomer Trial, he had the means to post such a notice on the international channel—and his offer was generous.

It's true what they say: poverty can stifle your imagination.

Zhou Yan noticed several listings for food items like bread and milk, brought over from the real world.

Did anyone actually need these?

As it turned out, yes. The food sold out in an instant.

Was there a food shortage?

Not exactly.

Newcomers were in a race to reach Level 5 because only then would a Lord be rewarded with a farm building.

Until reaching Level 5, Lords were responsible for feeding the soldiers they summoned.

Upon entering their territory, newcomers faced strict weight restrictions on what they could carry.

No matter how much they might want to bring along, it just wasn't feasible.

This left many New Overlords feeling quite frustrated.

But they had to comply with the rules; carrying too much meant they couldn't enter their territory at all.

A lightbulb went off for Zhou Yan—this was an excellent chance for him to strike it rich.

And so, he listed a Black Scaled Snake he had defeated in the wild.