Chapter 104

At this moment, in the central district, within a private territory.

There is a high mountain within the territory; the summit is vast, yet it holds only a single white-topped palace.

A middle-aged man with golden hair and blue eyes, draped in a bathrobe and holding a wine glass, stands before a floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the central district of the base.

Below, black specks move back and forth like ants.

They look tiny, but in reality, they are individual starships.

Behind him, eight young women of various figures serve him.

Klatch, one of the councilors of the Beihe Star System.

The reason he specifically chose to live atop a high mountain is that he enjoys this feeling of looking down on everything.

"You two, come here." Klatch waved his hand.

"Yes." Behind him, two young twin sisters trembled and walked over.

The other six respectfully retreated.

They knew that Councilor Klatch had not chosen them this time.

"Bang." Klatch roughly grabbed one of the women, forcing her to her knees beneath him.

At the same time, he poured the fine wine from his glass onto his own strong, powerful chest.

The twin woman also obediently knelt down.

"This is the benefit that power brings." Klatch looked down at the base, enjoying the service, intoxicated by the pleasure of this power.

"Unfortunately, my power is still not great enough."

"I am merely one of many councilors; if I could become the Council Speaker, or even the Lord of Beihe."

"That would be the true master."

"Unfortunately, my potential has been exhausted; the hope of becoming the Lord of Beihe is slim, unless I seize more resources."

Many thoughts flashed through Klatch's mind.

"Beep—" Just then, his smart optical computer sounded a notification.

"You two go down and wait." Klatch waved his hand, immediately dismissing the two twin sisters to go and wait.

Subsequently, Klatch waved his hand, and the bathrobe on his body instantly changed into a luxurious robe.

The background in the room also changed to a solemn tone.

When meeting outsiders, especially subordinates, Klatch always maintained a grave and solemn appearance.

"Hum~" A projection of a long-haired man with dark green skin and slightly green pupils appeared in the room.

"Greetings, Councilor."

"Mo Mo Mo Ercha." Klatch said indifferently, "I have a list here."

Klatch waved his hand, and a long list was immediately transmitted over.

"This records the top 500 families on every habitable planet in the Beihe Star System."

"At the same time, I have also mobilized a massive amount of funds in the virtual world for your use."

Mo Mo Mo Ercha looked at the list, which recorded a dense list of ten thousand names.

"These are the ten thousand people I have screened from the families affected by the 'attack' incident."

"These ten thousand people hold immense wealth on their respective planets."

"But now," Klatch smiled, "they are either dead or injured."

Mo Mo Mo Ercha listened obediently.

"After my screening, you can go and swallow the resources and wealth of the last five thousand people on the list without any worries."

"I will give you one year to quickly squeeze them dry."

"For the first five thousand people on the list, use the funds I have prepared for you in the virtual world to get as much as you can within 20 years."

"Remember, if you encounter any special circumstances, such as a family actually being secretly protected by another councilor, do not take action; just monitor their movements and report to me."

Mo Mo Mo Ercha listened, his heart trembling.

He felt as if a greedy giant beast had appeared in the starry sky, opening its massive maw.

And beneath this maw were the top 500 families on all the habitable planets of the Beihe System.

"Is that clear?" Councilor Klatch asked.

"It is clear." Mo Mo Mo Ercha nodded respectfully.

Although he was a planetary lord and his strength had reached the Star level, his planet was only a third-rate planet.

In front of a councilor, he was like an ant.

"Go and do it." Klatch promised, "If you handle this well, you can choose one from among your most talented descendants, and I will give him a spot to enter the Beihe Origin Realm."

"A spot in the Beihe Origin Realm?" Mo Mo Mo Ercha was instantly excited, "Yes, Mo Mo Mo Ercha thanks you, my lord."

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After cutting the communication, on a planet, Mo Mo Mo Ercha gazed at the starry sky.

"Within one year, I must squeeze dry the wealth of these 5,000 families."

"Even though Councilor Klatch has given me some conveniences and a large amount of funds, the time is too tight."

"I must also coordinate some unconventional means."

"However..." Mo Mo Mo Ercha looked at a young man practicing in the cultivation room in the distance, a smile appearing on his face.

"For Qing'er to obtain a spot in the Origin Realm, this is completely worth it."

Mo Mo Mo Ercha looked at the list, his expression slowly turning cold.

"The family's strong ones have fallen, and the weak ones hold so much wealth."

Mo Mo Mo Ercha scanned the list; it contained detailed intelligence.

Including the distribution of assets and which factions they were associated with.

Which assets were illicit and could be forcibly seized directly, and which could be exploited through loopholes in contracts, and so on.

"Being targeted by Councilor Klatch, how miserable."

Mo Mo Mo Ercha shook his head and quickly ordered the talented individuals on his planet to take action.

At the same time, he dispatched starships, disguised as space pirates, to begin shuttling through the star system.

One of them was flying toward the nearby Blue Star; at its speed, it would only take three days.

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Primal Realm, fifth day from the end.

Since meeting the Primal Envoy, Zhao Xing had been honestly grinding for points in the advanced zone.

0 ....... ...

In five days, his ranking had advanced by 10 places, reaching 88th.

"I get over three billion points every day, and now I'm close to 60 billion points."

"But in the past five days, the resistance to rising in the rankings has clearly increased; I've only improved by 8 places." Zhao Xing felt somewhat helpless.

In the final stage, the geniuses were becoming increasingly crazy, grinding for points almost without sleep or rest.

In the total point rankings, if you don't advance, you retreat; if you relax even a little, your ranking will drop.

The final period was also the most frantic stage for exchanging treasures.

Most people might have been reluctant before, but in the last month, they all scrambled to exchange their points for treasures or resources to increase their strength.

After all, if they didn't use them, the points would be voided once the Glory Battlefield closed.

Once exchanged, their strength increased, and they wanted to climb a few more spots.

Naturally, they fought even harder.

1 billion students competing, how terrifying is that?

In the beginner and intermediate zones, thousand-person raids were no longer a novelty!

Of course, most of them failed.

However, it was enough to show the madness of those people.

People like Pang Yun, Xiao Lin, and Anna hadn't been in much contact lately.

They were all launching raids as well.

Even his own sister, Zhao Zhao Zhao Ruoruo, was infected by this atmosphere.

Following Sister Sister Ayina, Luo Ying, and the others, they were fighting intensely.

When he took the initiative to contact her, his sister even complained: "Oh, brother, don't contact me these few days; I need to earn more points to exchange for treasures; that's all money!"

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