Chapter 1025 - 521: Striking It Rich with the World Ring of the Blue Thunder Civilization

Ancient Celestial Sixty-Eight World Groups.

Blue Thunder Civilization.

As suggested by the word "thunder" in its name, this is a peculiar world filled with thunder.

Of course, just like the Canglan Star’s descent into the Primordial World brought frequent disasters, thunder only appeared in the Blue Thunder World after entering the Age of Calamity.

In the history books of the Blue Thunder People, the first day of descent is called—the Disaster of Heavenly Thunder.

According to records, on this day, more than ninety percent of the world’s regions experienced large-scale overcast weather.

Just a few hours later, extremely frequent lightning phenomena occurred in various places in the Blue Thunder World.

Most mysteriously, every bolt of lightning that struck was blue.

Ordinary lightning, if it doesn’t strike directly onto a person, usually doesn’t kill.

But blue lightning is different.

Its power is frightening; once it strikes, at least everything within a twenty-meter radius perishes.

Some extraordinarily powerful bolts have a kill radius of up to one hundred meters.

On the first day of calamity alone, over 860,000 people worldwide died.

However, blue lightning is not solely harmful.

By the third month of the Disaster of Heavenly Thunder, when the death toll from lightning had climbed to a staggering 7.6 million, a lucky individual finally emerged.

This person miraculously survived without a scratch.

Whereas other victims were either turned to charred corpses by lightning or became soulless shells.

Not only that, he miraculously awakened a superpower, mastering formidable Thunder Power, becoming the first superpower user of the Blue Thunder Civilization.

This person’s name was—Zhen Lei.

Now, more than three hundred years have passed, and this legendary figure known by over eighty billion Blue Thunder People has risen to become a venerable powerhouse, elevating the Blue Thunder Civilization to the Venerable Civilization level.

However, what Blue Thunder People relish most in discussing is not how powerful Zhen Lei is, but—how many lovers he possesses.

Throughout the years, Zhen Lei has publicly married as many as 1,200 wives, averaging 4 wives per year.

Almost all top-tier Blue Thunder women in beauty, talent, or superpower have been included in his entourage.

As for the women who have had intimate relations with him but were not publicly wed, the so-called lovers supposedly number at least four times as many as his wives, around 5,000.

Some speculate the true number should exceed 10,000.

Perhaps to the Canglan People, such matters seem extremely exaggerated.

Yet, within various civilization worlds, people like Zhen Lei are plentiful.

The strong are meant to possess more resources.

At this moment.

In the supreme Holy Land within the minds of the Blue Thunder People—Divine Palace of Thunder.

Zhen Lei was reveling in wine with the wife he had married half a month ago.

The latter was only twenty years old, the most renowned singer of the new generation in this world.

She wasn’t ordinary; she was also a superpower user, her singing capable of awakening certain powers in others’ souls.

The wife, smiling, took a sip of wine, passed it to Zhen Lei with her lips, then said sweetly: "Your Highness, could you ask the World Council to allocate more resources to the Singers Association, so we can cultivate more outstanding singers for you and the Blue Thunder Civilization?"

Zhen Lei replied without hesitation: "Sure!"

He looked at another wife, who was also the council speaker, "Ai Lan, I’ll leave this matter to you."

Ai Lan, his over nine-hundredth wife, nodded solemnly, "Your Highness, I will handle this matter."

The female speaker watched as the minimally dressed new wife became increasingly bold, clearly aiming to engage in indescribable acts before herself and hundreds of maids.

Unquestionably, this was meant as a demonstration of power before the female speaker.

The female speaker sighed quietly, bowed her head in respect: "Your Highness, if there’s nothing else, may I take my leave?"

Zhen Lei waved his hand: "You may leave."

The female speaker bowed and hastened out of the opulent hall, passing through a layer of energy barrier, immediately hearing the continuous sound of thunder.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

For hundreds of years, the thunder in this world has never ceased.

The female speaker walked to the edge of the several thousand square meters balcony, overlooking the thousand-kilometer stretch of splendid night view below the Divine Palace of Thunder.

With the passage of time, His Highness increasingly cherished feeling above everyone else, hence, the Divine Palace has undergone several transformations, gradually elevating to two kilometers in height.

It stands like a deity, gazing down upon the world from an unrivaled position.

After a while.

The female speaker retracted her gaze, murmuring in a barely audible voice: "The birthrate of new children in the Blue Thunder Civilization has declined for eleven consecutive years!"

For every civilization, population is crucial.

This civilization’s decline for eleven years clearly indicates severe internal issues.

The female speaker knew the fundamental cause lay with the wives and lovers behind His Highness, as well as their respective families.

These families are like tumors parasitizing the Blue Thunder Civilization, ravenously devouring more and more resources.

However, the deepest-rooted reason remains His Highness’s lingering past affections.

Everybody is wary of His Highness; no one can deal with these parasites, only watch helplessly as their number continues growing.

"Alas!"

The female speaker uttered a long sigh, deeply worried for the future of the Blue Thunder People.

Inside the palace.

Zhen Lei suddenly withdrew his hand, his brows slightly furrowed.

The singer hesitated for a moment, then hugged His Highness’s neck, coquettishly asked: "Your Highness, what’s wrong?"