Start as a Spiritual Planter: I Have a Game Panel-Chapter 205: Back to Cyber Core District

Just then, a soft mental nudge echoed in Ram’s mind—Nyra.

Her voice was calm but firm, "Master, meet me outside the Sylvan Space. We found some important information."

Ram’s eyes sharpened. No more hesitation.

He stored the still-warm token into his inventory, its surface still faintly pulsing.

Without wasting another second, he stood up and closed his eyes to carefully sense the soul seed he left with Nyra to locate her.

He then vanished from his spot in the housing plant and reappeared moments later outside the Sylvan Space.

The sky above was deep and cloudy, with only a few stars peeking through. Cold wind brushed across his skin, sharp and dry. Dust danced along the ridges of the lone mountain where he now stood.

Ram glanced around, recognizing the location. It was one of the jagged cliffs not far from the Cyber Core District, just beyond the boundaries of the city’s safe zones.

From here, the glowing skyline of the city stood out like a radiant gem against the darkness—tall structures humming with neon energy, roads weaving like threads of light, and the ever-present pulse of artificial life flickering in steady rhythms.

It was also thanks to the newly found ability of the soul seed that he was able to travel freely and accurately.

The shift in the environment hit him instantly. He narrowed his eyes and scanned the area, every sense tuned sharply to his surroundings.

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It was quiet here. The kind of quiet that made every sound feel louder than it should.

The wind howled faintly between the rocks, broken only by the occasional crack of loose stone or the soft flutter of dry leaves brushing across jagged ground.

Ram adjusted his stance, his boots crunching against the uneven terrain.

"Nyra?" he called out, his voice calm but alert, not loud—just enough to carry across the cliffside.

A soft shimmer flickered just ahead, barely visible against the low light.

A moment later, Nyra stepped out from behind a dark boulder, followed closely by eight other shadow half-Drows.

Her deep green cloak whipped behind her in the wind, her sharp eyes glowing faintly under her hood.

"Master," she greeted him with a respectful nod, her tone clipped but steady.

"What did you find?" Ram replied, stepping toward her, his gaze flicking over the others in the group.

All the other half-Drow’s were silent and alert, each one armed and watching their surroundings.

"Just as master guessed," Nyra began, stepping forward with her usual graceful stride, "those guys from the Blood Hawk gang completely relocated to the old subway station as soon as they found that it’s a Reiki-rich area."

She pulled out a small data crystal and handed it to Ram. "This has everything we found over the last few days. Numbers, movements, guard patterns, supply routes, even some chatter intercepted from their internal comms."

Ram took the crystal and glanced over it while Nyra continued, "They’ve fortified the entire place."

"Defensive barriers set up around all major entrances, energy sensors calibrated to catch intruders with spiritual energy signatures, and several Tier 3 sensory type professionals on permanent patrol."

She motioned to one of the half-Drows behind her. "Kail scouted the north shaft—they’ve even set up a field forge there. They’re turning scrap and stolen parts into weapons and armor."

Ram’s jaw clenched slightly. He wasn’t surprised.

He knew exactly what Shane would do—or anyone else who had even half a brain—if they discovered a Reiki-rich zone like the one below the subway.

And that’s exactly why he had deliberately let a few of the gang members escape that day, after they attacked Mai and Sid’s to ambush outside the subway station.

He hadn’t told anyone about it, not even Mai, but he let those men crawl away bleeding and terrified so they could run back and tell Shane everything.

About the strong spiritual concentration. About the unique terrain. About the value of that underground Reiki zone. He even secretly left some gifts for them as a housewarming ceremony.

Because he needed them to relocate there. A slight curve appeared at the corners of his mouth, remembering the hurried efforts he put into it.

"More than a thousand?" Ram muttered as he looked over the numbers displayed in front of him on the SkyDrive. "That’s more than we expected."

"Confirmed," Nyra nodded. "At least eleven confirmed Tier 4 professionals. And Shane… we’re guessing his energy level should be ranging from mid to peak Tier 5. He’s been quiet, but his energy has that heaviness to it. Like it’s waiting to explode."

Ram exhaled, then muttered to himself, "Not something we can take on headfirst. Not yet."

He looked up toward the glowing skyline of the Cyber Core district in the distance, then turned back to Nyra. "We’ll need to talk with Mai and the others. This is bigger than just one gang fight."

"Master… if we wait too long, they might start exploring deeper into our details..." Nyra nodded, then hesitated.

"According to the information we gathered, they were still hesitant about attacking us because of the sudden appearance of the Half Drows, but once they found that we don’t have any connections with the Half Drows from the central district, they might not sit calm anymore."

"I know," Ram cut in. His eyes darkened for a moment. He knew that even if he was able to upgrade to Tier 4 wouldn’t be enough unless his strength improved beyond Tier 4.

The gap between him and Shane wasn’t something that could be closed just by leveling up once.

Especially, the gap between each upgrade after Tier 4 is very huge; just the combat power calculated is in the multiple of ten times, not to mention any other powerful weapons, exoskeleton armors, and mechas.

"I could ask Ling Xi," he pondered, half-thinking, half-speaking. "But…"

Nyra gave him a sharp look. "You don’t want to rely on her too much."

"Exactly," he sighed. "This isn’t just about Shane. There are still other gangs watching my every move. And above them…"

He paused, his voice low.

"…there’s still the Shadow Society."

Also, the free time he got after his last mission with Mai and others was about to end soon, and he was already getting alerts from his SkyDrive to accept new missions on the mission board.

At the mention of the name, the wind felt colder. Even the half-Drows behind Nyra visibly tensed.

Ram folded his arms. "They haven’t made any moves recently, which is strange. I expected more heat after that mess with the Blood Hawks. But…"

He flicked open his SkyDrive panel with a quick mental command. A thin, blue-tinted interface flickered into view in front of his eyes.

"…the mission board is still showing only Tier 1 and Tier 2 tasks. If they knew I was at Tier 3, or if they noticed what I’ve been doing..."

Nyra narrowed her eyes. "Then they’d have sent someone. Maybe even get unwanted attention from the Shadow messengers."

Ram nodded. "Exactly. But they didn’t. Which means… either they haven’t noticed yet, or they’re letting me think they haven’t."

He stared at the sky, quiet for a moment.

"I’ll keep playing dumb," he decided. "It’s better this way. If I pretend I’m still under their leash, I get more time to move freely."

He let the SkyDrive panel fade, rubbing the back of his neck. "Problem is that these low-tier missions are useless. They don’t earn me enough Shadow Points. Barely enough time to breathe between them."

Nyra stepped closer, her tone quiet. "Master, are you still unsure about the curse mark?"

Although he was able to get rid of the influence of the Mind Shadow Parasite, he was still not sure about the curse mark that appeared after he signed the Shadow contract.

Ram gave a grim nod. "I got rid of the Mind Shadow Parasite… but the contract mark still lingers. Whatever it’s tied to… I still have no idea on how to get rid of it."

A silence hung between them for a few moments, broken only by the faint whistle of wind between the rocks.

Then, Ram looked up, fire in his eyes. "We move tonight. Get the others. I’m heading back to meet Mai and the others."

Nyra gave a small, satisfied smirk and turned to signal the others. "Understood."

Ram didn’t wait, as soon as he gathered all the shadow half-drows that followed Nyra into his Sylvan space.

With another silent pulse through the soul seed network, he vanished again, heading toward Mai, and the next moment, Ram reappeared at the previously marked location on the western slums of the Cyber Core District.