Going forward to the Star Alliance Stronghold, they finally t with people.
"Welco to the Star Alliance Stronghold. Please line up and register before entering."
Hearing the announcent, they quickly ford a line to register.
As everyone lined up, Fisher, the Void Marshal in charge of the matter, t with the leader of one of the cosmic teams.
"Your na?"
"I’m Ashton, the leader of the Ember Shelter."
"Oh, the Ember Shelter?" Fisher’s eyes widened with interest. "I rember you, one of the top three thousand teams. I didn’t expect you’d still need to co here."
Such a ranking should have given the Ember Shelter plenty of choices for alliances. So teams in the Star Alliance were even weaker than they were.
"It’s because of our arrogance. I didn’t expect the dark disaster to be this bad..." Ashton sighed.
Confident in their strength and potential, Ashton and most of the talents in the Ember Shelter thought they could go at it alone.
Who knew that just when they reached their peak, the vultures would descend from the sky?
Filled with despair, they could only seek refuge at the closest stronghold alliance.
"It’s fine. You’re safe now. As long as you work hard enough, you can stay here until the end of the competition."
"Thank you. Can you tell the rules here?"
The Star Alliance had only briefly laid out the stronghold rules in the Ashura Forum.
Ashton wanted to know more specific information about how the paynt is calculated, different jobs to earn their keep, and the recruitnt requirents to join the Star Alliance.
"Hmm, the rules here are simple. First, the paynt. Based on the size of the land you would occupy, number of people, and strength, you need to pay the corresponding rits."
"May I know how much?"
"I’ll give you a list later so you can calculate it yourself. Don’t worry too much about the price, you should be able to afford it easily."
"That’s good." Ashton heaved a sigh of relief.
What he’d worried about most was that they would give an arbitrary price. Even if they could afford it, he didn’t want to be ripped off.
"Second is the various regulations. We in the Star Alliance are quite lenient about this. As long as you follow the basic rules of morality and don’t attack anyone without cause, we won’t limit you."
"Along with the rental price, we’ll also send you more detailed regulations for clarity."
"Thank you. What about the tasks and recruitnt? What qualifications do we need?"
"For the tasks, anyone can pick them as long as they have ability."
"For example, do you rember those war weapons you escorted here? As long as you can build one, we’ll buy it."
"Oh? No limit to the number?"
"None. We could even trade you materials to upgrade your shelter." Fisher said with confidence.
At this mont, with the raging dark disaster, they were lacking everything except resource points.
As if this uncharted zone was on its last legs, it began extracting all of its remaining strength, leading to resources gushing from every location.
Especially at their base. Situated on one of the main veins, even if they mined here freely until the end of the cosmic competition, Fisher didn’t think they could exhaust every resource point.
As they cleared one resource point, two more would regenerate, giving them inexhaustible resources.
By giving out tasks like reconfiguring resource collectors, mining, building war weapons, and other miscellaneous work, their efficiency could be even higher.
"This—we can even trade materials?"
"Don’t worry, this is standard practice. The Great Teams and other alliances should also be exchanging resources." Fisher explained.
It wasn’t only the Star Alliance that’d gotten a clustered-type resource point.
According to his Commander, the great teams and so top alliances had also secured one of the main veins before the dark disaster erupted.
"Great! It seems all hope is not lost!" Ashton broke into a smile.
As long as they worked diligently enough, it should be possible to upgrade their shelter to level 4. Reaching such a level, their ticket to the next competition would be secure!
"Haha, as long as you work hard, you can achieve whatever you want."
In this land full of despair, as long as you showed soone a flicker of light, they would do anything to reach it.
"How can one join the Star Alliance? Can we join as a team?"
"Joining as an individual is easy. As long as you’re a Void Venerate, a scientist, or proficient in so profession, you can temporarily join the alliance and earn your keep."
"However, to join as a team, you need to have sufficient strength and contribution."
"Strength and contribution?" Hearing the requirents, Ashton’s eyes lit up.
Among those requirents, they should only be lacking in contribution. After all, confident in their strength, they’d even tried to go solo.
Thinking they might be able to join the Star Alliance soon, the smile on his face widened.
Soon, seeing that Ashton had no more questions, Fisher arranged for his n to count the number, strength, and size of their shelter.
After an hour, taking out a list, Fisher calculated the price the Ember Shelter needed to pay.
"Based on your team, you need to pay 12 trillion rits per day." Fisher handed him the calculation sheet.
"Hiss—as expected..." Hearing the price, Ashton’s heart ached.
Even when the Ember Shelter was active, they could only manage an average of 30-50 trillion rits of inco.
Now that they were inside the stronghold, how long could their saved money even last?
"If you’re worried about the rits, you can just hunt dark beasts from outside. Once this surge of dark energy is over, it should be safe as long as you’re careful."
"Of course, you can also join the Star Alliance. Anyway, as long as you’re diligent, there should be no problem with this price."
"I understand. The Ember Shelter is eternally grateful to the Star Alliance..." Ashton said, paying the price for a whole month’s stay, which is 360 trillion rits.
Receiving the paynt, Fisher gave him another list.
"This is the detailed price sheet and rules of the Star Alliance Stronghold. If you have any questions, you can go to the Star Administrative Building in the center. All the tasks you can receive are also there."
"Thank you again..."
"Hmm, go on then. Once again, welco to the Star Alliance Stronghold." Fisher waved them forward as he turned to the next team.
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