Chapter 1675: Processing Loot! The Stunning Universe Bank Manager!

Planet 47 Fortress.

It is the closest human fortress to the Seven Stars Continent.

After Xu Jingming broke through, the Star Trace spaceship took three days to arrive.

At this moment, in the fortress's core zone.

In front of a silver building marked "Loot Exchange Office," a long queue had formed.

The queue consisted entirely of Cosmic-tier warlords, their auras varying in strength.

But all bore the unique iron-blooded exhaustion of the Outer Realm battlefield.

"This haul was good—those demonic race materials should fetch plenty of military merit."

"I'm the one who suffered—ran into a patrol squad of mechanical race troops, barely made it back, only salvaged some wreckage."

Low conversations rippled through the queue, everyone's faces relaxed with smiles.

On the Outer Realm battlefield, every sortie is a fight for life or death.

Simply returning alive to exchange loot is already luck.

At that moment, two figures descended from the sky, landing lightly before the queue.

The newcomers were one man and one woman.

The man stood tall and straight, clad in a simple black battle suit.

His face was ordinary, but his eyes were calm and profound, faintly swirling with Lei Guang.

The woman was tall and graceful, especially her jade-like legs.

Straight and elongated, they appeared even more perfect beneath the fitted battle suit.

Neither emitted any deliberate pressure.

Yet the law imprint on their foreheads, recognized by the Cosmic Origin Laws,

Shone like lanterns in the dark, instantly drawing every eye.

"Eternal Gods!"

"Two Eternal Gods arriving together!"

"Whoa! That goddess's legs—so long, so perfect?"

"Shut up! Want to die? Do you dare stare and gossip about Eternal Gods? One glance and you're erased!"

"......"

A wave of stifled gasps and exclamations rose from the queue.

All Cosmic-tier warlords dared not look again.

On the Outer Realm battlefield, hierarchy is absolute.

Disrespecting higher-tier powerhouses is death with no recourse.

Though the two Eternal Gods showed no anger, no one dared risk it.

The previously noisy queue fell utterly silent, the atmosphere now solemn and reverent.

"Your esteemed Lordships, the Eternal Gods—how may we serve you?"

The receptionist at the building's entrance hurried forward, bowing respectfully.

"I have some loot to process."

Xu Jingming spoke calmly.

"Of course! Your Lordships, please follow me.

We have a VIP lane—no need to wait in line."

The receptionist quickly stepped aside to guide Xu Jingming and Lin Qianxue away from the public area.

Through a steel alloy door, they entered a quiet corridor lined with soft carpet.

At the corridor's end lay an extremely spacious and luxurious reception hall.

The floor was covered in a carpet woven from the hide of a Cosmic beast.

The walls displayed flowing starry murals, soft light cascading from the dome above.

Comfortable sofas lined the hall; tea tables already held fragrant drinks and delicate pastries.

"Please have a seat, esteemed guests. I shall notify the manager immediately."

The receptionist respectfully presented the drinks.

Then retreated backward, gently closing the hall door.

Xu Jingming and Lin Qianxue sat on the sofas.

Lin Qianxue lifted a green-hued drink and took a small sip.

Her pale golden eyes turned to Xu Jingming, smiling:

"This place is more luxurious than I imagined."

"It is, after all, a branch of the Universe's First Bank—face must be maintained."

Xu Jingming smiled and picked up his cup.

The drink entered his throat, releasing a gentle energy that nourished his divine body—clearly no ordinary beverage.

Not long after, the hall door opened again.

A middle-aged man in a silver-gray battle robe strode in, his demeanor refined.

His aura was tightly contained.

Yet a faint law imprint glimmered on his forehead—he too was an Eternal God.

"Apologies for the wait, esteemed guests. I am Wang Bo.

Branch Manager of the Universe's First Bank, stationed at Planet 47 Fortress."

The middle-aged man wore an enthusiastic smile as he introduced himself:

"I wonder what spoils of war the two of you need handled?

Our Cosmic First Bank has an outstanding reputation, and our prices are absolutely fair."

Cosmic First Bank!

It is a human faction that ranks just below the Eternal Star Alliance, the God-Slayer Martial Hall, and the Mercenary Alliance.

The vast majority of planetary strongholds on the Extraterrestrial Battlefields have their members stationed there.

"I have some insect race spoils on hand."

Xu Jingming set down his cup and said directly.

"Insect race?" Wang Bo's eyes lit up at once, and his smile grew several degrees warmer.

Insect race materials were hard currency on the Extraterrestrial Battlefields, especially high-grade insect race materials.

Because killing them was difficult, their carapaces, crystal cores, special organs, and the like were all extremely valuable.

Moreover, the bank's profit on reselling them was also high.

"May I ask what grade of insect race?

Insect race Empresses, or insect race Warriors?"

He asked tentatively, anticipation in his heart.

The value of an insect race Empress was far higher than that of a Warrior of the same rank.

"I have both. Take a look."

Xu Jingming's expression was calm as he casually tossed out a simple, archaic-looking world ring.

Wang Bo hurriedly caught it with both hands, secretly delighted — it seemed the quantity was not small.

He sent out a wisp of divine sense, probing into the world ring.

The next instant,

The smile on his face instantly froze, his pupils abruptly contracting to the size of pinpoints!

"This?!!"

Even though he was an Eternal Spirit, well-traveled and knowledgeable.

Managing a branch and handling countless transactions, at this moment he could not help losing some composure.

In his divine sense's perception, the internal space of that world ring was astonishingly vast, like a small continent!

And at this moment, this small continent was nearly piled full!

Dense, packed, blotted out the sky — all of them remains of insect race Warriors!

Carapaces shattered, limbs twisted, dark purple blood nearly pooling into lakes!

A rough scan suggested the corpses of Cosmic-rank insect race Warriors numbered no less than twenty million!

And judging from the residual energy fluctuations, nearly all were at the Cosmic Peak!

This alone was shocking enough, but what made his scalp truly prickle were the figures piled atop the mountain of corpses!

A full one hundred and thirty-five!

Each one emanated a tremendous pressure and ferocious aura that even death had not fully dispersed!

That was the fluctuation belonging to the Eternal rank!

Among them, eight had bewitching forms and gorgeous carapaces.

Even having lost their lives, they still exuded a kind of eerie beauty and the dignity of high-ranking beings.

They were actually all insect race Empresses!

Wang Bo's heart pounded wildly, his brain buzzing.

So many Eternal-rank insect race corpses, and eight insect race Empresses?

Two of them were even Eternal Sixth Rank?

My heavens!

Did they raid some star sector headquarters of the insect race?

The strength of these two before him was at least Eternal Ninth Rank.

They might even be terrifying existences at the Eternal Peak!

Thinking of this, Wang Bo's attitude instantly became even more deferential.

Even with a touch of reverence, he opened his mouth and said:

"Honored guests, please forgive my loss of composure.

The spoils from the two of you are truly too astonishing.

Please wait a moment, I need a little time to carefully tally and appraise them."

"No problem, go ahead and tally."

Xu Jingming waved his hand, gesturing for him to go ahead.

He himself continued to leisurely savor his drink.

Lin Qianxue didn't even spare Wang Bo a glance.

As if that ring filled with astonishing wealth were just an ordinary object.

Wang Bo did not dare delay, hurriedly concentrating his spirit.

His vast divine sense meticulously swept over every single corpse within the world ring.

Assessing their completeness, residual energy, material value......

The more he tallied, the more unspeakably shaken he became within.

Most of the Eternal-rank ones were killed in a single strike, so the insect race corpses were preserved relatively intact.

The two sixth-stage Immortal-level insectoid Empresses were the same—the value of their intact carapaces, crystal cores, and other materials.

Just thinking about it made his heart race.

This time, it's a huge order!