Chapter 544: The Strongest Resource Recycling Group Opens for Business

Qin Hao watched the scene, and a chill rose in his heart.

Eat, or be eaten.

All that talk of peaceful coexistence, of cultural exchange.

That doesn't exist.

Here, two universes collide, and the only outcome is the law of the jungle.

Suddenly.

The millions of retracting tentacles froze mid‑air.

Qin Hao's heart hammered.

"Detected?"

The massive, deep‑blue behemoth didn't turn, because it has no concept of front or back.

But a suffocatingly massive thought barreled over, forcefully.

The thought bore no hostility, only pure indifference.

Like a person who has just finished a big meal, and a fly suddenly darts under their eyelid.

Qin Hao contracted his aura to the limit, disguising himself as a lifeless fragment.

That thought lingered on him for about three microseconds.

【Too small…】

【No flesh… the core still wants to vomit… trouble…】

A fragmented data stream, laced with unabashed disdain, burst in the void.

Immediately, the satiated deep‑blue universe moved.

It was too lazy to glance at Qin Hao again; its massive body compressed the surrounding void, leaving a chaotic spacetime vortex that drifted deeper into the cosmic sea.

It didn't spare Qin Hao.

It merely found Qin Hao too skinny, not enough to fill a tooth gap.

Boom—!

That was the colossal wave of law the opponent raised when departing.

Qin Hao had to marshal the universe's full power just to barely steady his form in the aftershock, avoiding being blown away.

Only when the blue silhouette vanished completely at the edge of perception did the crushing suffocation gradually subside.

"Damn…"

Qin Hao's consciousness reconvened as he stared at the golden cosmic corpse abandoned on the spot.

An overwhelming sense of absurdity surged in his mind.

The smug pride that had risen from driving away the administrator was now washed clean by a bucket of cold water.

This is reality.

At home you're a god, an Overlord, the heavenly Dao whose word carries weight.

But out there, in the eyes of true predators, you don't even qualify as an appetizer.

"Seems the world outside is even more spectacular than I imagined."

Qin Hao didn't linger.

A predation just occurred here; the heavy scent of blood easily attracts other predators.

His will turned into a streak of light, swiftly slipping back through the still‑partially open fissure.

……

Inside the Yanhuang Universe.

The atmosphere was dreadfully oppressive.

When Qin Hao returned, he said nothing, but directly shared everything he had just seen with everyone.

The billions of beings who a second ago cheered for "Fengshen" now felt as if their throats were being squeezed.

Fear spread exponentially through the collective consciousness network.

If the high‑dimensional administrators are that kind of unseen, intangible divine punishment.

Then that blue predator just now was a bona‑fide monster.

It made everyone realize that the land beneath their feet, the newly‑established new home, was merely a fragile bubble.

It could be punctured at any moment and swallowed whole.

"This… is the truth?"

Qian Jun couldn't quite believe it.

"We aren't hunters?"

"We're damn feed?"

"And a low‑grade feed that nobody even looks at?"

A wave of pessimism began to ferment.

The disparity is enormous.

Just when I thought I was invincible, stepping outside showed I'm just a low‑level ant.

"Scared of a ball!"

A shout exploded.

Qin Wu's will manifested a war‑god illusion millions of zhang tall, its body engulfed in violently burning dark‑red energy.

"It dares to eat? I'll crush its two teeth!"

"Even if I die, I'll cause a cataclysm inside its belly!"

Qin Wu's anger eased some of the fear, but it was only an easing.

"Third brother, don't think with brute force."

Qin Zheng calmly poured a basin of cold water.

"That blue universe's volume is over forty times ours, and its rule density is two orders of magnitude higher. According to the combat model we just deduced, if we go to war with it, our chance of victory is zero."

"The best outcome is that we perish together, blowing ourselves up so it gets nothing hot to eat."

Qin Zheng's words were harsh to hear, but they were true.

The collective consciousness sank into low spirits again.

"So what?"

"Are we just going to hide here and tremble, waiting for a day when our luck runs out and we run into something indiscriminate that gulps us down in one bite?"

Someone voiced an unwilling question.

"Of course not."

Qin Hao finally spoke.

His thoughts were terrifyingly calm, with no fear at all, instead exuding an excitement that was hard to fathom.

"You only saw the danger."

"You only saw that we are prey."

Qin Hao pointed, freezing the image on the corpse of the already-dead golden universe.

"But I see an opportunity."

"It's mountains of gold and silver."

Everyone was stunned.

"That blue fatty may be powerful, but it has a flaw: it's wasteful!"

"It only sucked away the core primordial rules, only devouring the most refined portion of energy."

"But what about the rest?"

"Those shattered material remnants, those broken rule chains, those stellar corpses that, though dead, still contain immense energy!"

"To that filthy-rich guy, this is garbage, mere scraps."

Qin Hao's thoughts swept over the crowd, his tone becoming extremely fervent.

"But for our penniless, bare-bones Yanhuang Universe..."

"This, damn it, is a full Manchu-Han banquet!"

A single sentence awakened the dreamers.

Qian Yin's eyes lit up.

"Exactly! Old Qin is right!"

"Although those remnants have lost their vitality, the material foundation remains! As long as we haul them back, dismantle, remelt, and rebuild..."

"We can save billions of years of accumulation time!"

Qin Si Ye caught on, his logical module racing.

"We can analyze the rule fragments of that dead universe; though incomplete, they are the product of other universes' evolution over tens of billions of years—ready to use!"

"This is technological plunder!"

Just moments ago the collective consciousness network was lethargic; now it has vitality.

Fear vanished.

It turned into a pack of hungry wolves seeing the green light of a meat bone.

The Yanhuang Civilization has never feared difficulties.

What we fear is lack of resources.

Now resources float out there, ownerless; though secondhand, there's plenty to go around!

"I knew these guys weren't the type to stay put deep down."

Qin Hao watched everyone's faces change, secretly amused.

As long as there's profit, never mind any dark forest.

As long as profits are high enough, they'd dare cut down every tree in the forest and haul it home to burn for fire.

"Listen to my orders!"

Qin Hao stopped wasting words and directly issued the first combat order.

"Qin Zheng! Immediately construct a covert passage, targeting that golden universe's corpse!"

"Qin Wu! Take your thunder and fire divisions, go fully armed—not to fight, but to haul bricks!"

"Whether dead stars or shattered space, if it carries energy, pack it all up and take it away!"

"Don't leave even a single meteorite behind!"

"We must carry forward the fine tradition of hard work and simplicity."

Qin Hao paused, his tone turning incredibly grim yet comical.

"From today onward."

"We will tell this cosmic sea."

"The biggest scrap-collecting gang… no, the strongest resource recovery consortium is now open for business!"

"Yes!!!"

Hundreds of millions of roars gathered into a sea.

The barrier of the Yanhuang Universe cracked open a fissure.

Countless warships, armed to the teeth yet flying the "engineering operation" flag, surged toward that lifeless debris like marching ants leaving the nest, their eyes glowing green.

Lewd development?

Don't be reckless?

That was before.

Now there's only one topic:

Eat it clean, get stronger, then... go hunt down that blue fatty who despised us!

However.

Just as the first batch of engineering ships had just made contact with that corpse.

Qin Si, who was in charge of scouting, suddenly sounded the alarm.

"Stop!"

"That's..."

"Dad, something's not right!"

"Inside the corpse... something is still moving!"