Apocalypse Gachapon

Seeing White Robe, the six Luther Clan and Tianqi Star people were also shaken.

The Star-Eye Clan was really going all out, actually sending him down to protect this Novice number one. It seemed this small clan on the verge of extinction had already taken this first place as their hope for revival.

However, several warriors inwardly shook their heads.

White Robe was very famous. One could say many lives knew about the Star-Eye Clan precisely because of White Robe. He had outstanding performances in past major competitions or hunting grounds, and because his combat style was too aggressive, many people found his name a headache.

But that was outside. Here, he had suppressed his strength, so how much combat power he could exert was debatable.

Moreover, he wasn’t some invincible existence outside either; he just had a relatively good record among the mid-level.

But regardless, the merging of the two sides greatly increased their strength. There were just seven mature warriors, and the novices numbered over twenty.

A team of this scale, unless it encountered another combined team, would basically not face any major issues.

But nothing is absolute. The situation didn’t develop in a favorable direction; instead, it worsened.

In a dense forest not far from them, two people sat on somewhat rough stone stools, holding stones they had just cut from the stools and throwing them aimlessly around.

“Why sit here? Waiting for what? Actually, wouldn’t it be nice if we got rid of some parasites? If that Slave Race really comes here, these parasites would be wasted.”

The man on the left had seven fingers on each hand, yet they were as slender, tender, and white as a woman’s, and even his appearance was quite feminine. Only the red cloud-shaped mark on his forehead and the dense scars covering his face told other lives that he was a tough person who had experienced who knows how many battles.

“Are you Ainilu people’s information too blocked?” The other person casually threw a stone, which easily pierced through four large trees in a row and embedded itself in the fifth.

“What?”

The Ainilu clansman frowned, looking at his good friend, the fifth successor of Shuoxing.

The Shuoxing people were a backbone force of the Reina Star faction, one of the super major races. Although this good friend was only the fifth successor, he was absolutely one of the core members, controlling far more resources than many medium-sized races.

Previously, the Ainilu clansman hadn’t cared much about his friend dragging him here with suppressed strength, thinking it was just boredom leading them down for fun. So he hadn’t even actively sought out his clan’s Novice warriors. But now, hearing this, it seemed there really was something.

“The next target star for the Slave Race.”

The Shuoxing person replied.

The Ainilu person looked somewhat dissatisfied at his friend and said, “The next star has been deduced? Shouldn’t that be announced immediately? And, can you finish your words all at once?”

The Shuoxing person’s expression suddenly shifted, but he still sat there. The Ainilu person next to him also glanced forward but immediately moved his gaze back to his friend’s face.

“It’s confirmed, just not announced yet. The top-ranked major races already know. It’s estimated that it will be announced to other races in the next few universe days, maybe even right after this Novice battlefield ends.”

After saying this, without waiting for his friend to ask again, he continued, “You know, it’s a large star in a newly discovered galaxy, bigger than every planet monitored by the current survivor fortresses. The life forms there are relatively stronger. The wheel has already descended, and it’s in the second year of its apocalypse. But strangely, the Slave Race targeting this place isn’t moving very fast; it will take about a hundred universe days to arrive.”

The Ainilu person’s heart jumped, no longer able to conceal his surprise.

“So that means we have a hundred universe days to prepare? Then…”

“Yes, you thought of it too.”

The Shuoxing person said seriously, “We have more sufficient time to choose spokespeople, make them strong in a short time. When the Slave Race arrives and sends out parasites, the gains will be unexpectedly large.”

He hesitated for a moment but decided to reveal everything.

“According to the prediction of the clan’s Technology Center, in the first universe year of being besieged by the Slave Race, the profits will be six to seven times the current record.”

“So much?!”

“Mhm, so this joint conference decided to increase the number of agent slots issued, but the total increase is only about three times the previous amount…”

“The profits produced by each spokesperson slot will be several times the previous amount!”

“Right!” The Shuoxing person nodded. The total return would increase that much, but the number of people obtaining these returns only increased a little. Any fool knew what that meant.

“And one of the rewards of the Novice battlefield is the spokesperson slots for future resource stars. This has been an unchanging iron rule over the years. So… as you see, under the nutrient wave and that undercurrent, we came down.”

The Ainilu person let out a long breath, closing his eyes to digest this news.

He was already somewhat regretful. It would have been better if he had actively sought out his clan’s Novice warriors earlier instead of letting them come on their own; that would have been safer for them.

Yes, the Ainilu person absolutely had to achieve a good ranking in this Novice battlefield!

“Then you are here…? And, why did you have us spread our personnel around the surroundings?”

This was something he still didn’t understand.

The Shuoxing person shrugged and said, “Someone is in the way.”

“Look at the rankings. How many small clans occupy the top positions? Leaving me very little time, they are all obstacles. Us being here is naturally to clear the biggest obstacle, that Star-Eye Clan that could go extinct at any time.”

The fifth successor of the Shuoxing people smiled and continued, “You know, that madman White Robe came down, and Jie Su came down too. How their relationship is, we both know. Now, Jie Su is setting up an energy array on that small hill behind us. White Robe will definitely come to meet him. Heh, small clans have ambitions too.”

The last sentence was full of sarcasm and mockery.

The Ainilu person looked at his friend, sneering inwardly. Was doing this just targeting the Star-Eye Clan? They didn’t seem qualified enough. His friend and the Shuoxing people behind him probably ultimately aimed for the Su Clan!

Thinking of the undercurrents beneath the surface among the three major factions now, he became more certain of his guess.

“As for why the personnel had to be spread around the surroundings…” The Shuoxing person stood up as he spoke, “…that’s naturally because we’re afraid of scaring away the points delivered to our doorstep.”

After saying this, he looked forward. Over there, the sound of footsteps had gradually become clearly audible.

“Look, aren’t they here!”

A few seconds later, White Robe, leading Ye Zhongming and the others, appeared in the sight of these two people. At this moment, the two sides faced each other directly.