The burly man appeared like a loyal dog filled with worry: "Although Earth is a low-level civilization, the fact that it could sign a peace treaty with the Eternal Civilization speaks volus."
"At the very least, the risk indeed exists."
"People like , if we die, we can just be cloned again as replacents to continue protecting you."
"But..."
"If you were hard..."
The Third Prince looked much like the burly man, only slimr, around six feet four inches tall, with handso features, delicate facial lines, complented by snow-like skin and deep, dark eyes devoid of pupils, exuding a wicked charisma.
"Afraid of what?"
Holding a goblet in his hand, he swirled the crimson, blood-like liquid inside and said leisurely in English: "It’s just an unlucky low-level civilization. When technology levels are extrely low, interstellar coordinates beco directly exposed."
"I’m aware of the peace treaty between the Eternal Civilization and Earth."
"No need to worry."
"That issue has nothing to do with Earth. It happened because the Eternal Master [Shang] attempted evolution to a higher level, causing so scholars in the Mysterious Research Institute to entertain thoughts they shouldn’t have had, ultimately sparking internal conflict within Eternal."
"The few Earthlings who stumbled in were just lucky little mice."
"They credit the achievent to themselves, which is rely a very primitive form of morale-boosting propaganda."
Upon saying this, the Third Prince shook his head, downed the liquid in the goblet in one gulp, and tossed the goblet aside: "By the way, Korean really is an unpleasant language, all those ’sibasida’, compared to Korean, I prefer English."
"Chuan, don’t call the Third Prince on Earth."
"Adam Davies."
"That’s the new na I’ve given myself."
Saying this, the Third Prince smiled slightly: "After I conquer this so-called ’South Korea’ native tribe, I’ll head over to the United States to compete with my seventh sister."
"Before thoroughly dominating Earth, just call ’Adam’."
"I hope Earth can bring a bit more joy, so this na can last a little longer."
The burly man known as Chuan nodded, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say sothing more, but ultimately couldn’t.
The fleet staff, equipped with knowledge of Korean, English, and Chinese, naturally understood the conversation between the two, but none of them interrupted, nor showed any distraction, maintaining a highly efficient work pace.
"Chuan, I know what you want to say."
Self-proclaid Adam, the Third Prince, brushed his bluish bangs aside, and said calmly: "Gray the [God], Su Qiangwei the [Martial God], Ma Ran the [Prophet], Zhao Guanlan the [Profound Immortal]."
"These four individuals are extraordinary beings with trendous power."
"The Life Energy Detection Device shows that these four guys have even surpassed [Native Level], reaching the [Surface Level] tier."
"They all possess the ability to destroy ancient low-level civilizations and potentially attain the [Vacuum Level]."
"But..."
The Third Prince sneered: "Potential will always just be potential until it’s realized."
"After all, it’s not reality."
"No matter how brilliant a genius, without gaining powerful strength, it is ultimately just an illusion."
"Once killed, everything will beco void."
"We have rich experience dealing with [Surface Level] powerhouses, with a professional team in place."
At this point, Adam, the Third Prince, let deep maliciousness flicker in his dark eyes: "Speaking of potential, who could compare to my late second brother?"
"That guy, hailed at birth as possessing [Star Driving Level] potential, was truly exceptional!"
"Capable of altering planetary orbits with individual power, shifting their trajectories..."
"Just hearing that strikes fear."
"And what was the result?"
"Didn’t my ’good elder brother’ plot against and kill him before he could mature? Leaving behind no trace, not even a ripple!"
This involved the internal struggles within the Chuanke civilization’s Imperial Family.
Chuan lowered his head, remaining silent.
From the mont he was cloned, he was endowed with the mission to protect the Third Prince.
At the sa ti, he was tasked solely with protecting the Third Prince and assisting him in completing certain interstellar colonization missions, absolutely forbidden from harming other princes.
Chuan was well aware, within the Chuanke civilization, that the power hierarchy was divided from low to high into four crude tiers: Native Level, Surface Level, Vacuum Level, and Star Driving Level.
The so-called [Native Level] was the maximum that normal life forms could achieve with so mid-low level extraordinary power.
[Surface Level] was the realm achieved under the enhancent of high-level extraordinary power, marked by the ability to destroy the surface of a planet.
[Vacuum Level] allowed for free survival in a vacuum environnt without external aid, wandering the cosmos individually.
As for [Star Driving Level]...
That was quite exaggerated.
With individual power, altering planetary trajectories, artificially adjusting paraters between planets and stars, creating planets suitable for life and civilization developnt.
In the Chuanke civilization, no one of Star Driving Level had erged for over five thousand years.
Originally, the late second prince had this potential.
However, he was plotted against and killed by the then Crown Prince, now stripped of the succession, the Eldest Prince...
Currently in the Chuanke civilization, the publicly strongest are the Emperor and the Eldest Prince, both at the [Vacuum Level].
This ti, the Emperor sent the three most outstanding princes to this "out-of-the-way corner" of Earth for conquest and colonization; what his true intentions were, Chuan did not wish to ponder deeply.
Fulfilling his own mission was his entire reason for being.
...
Los Angeles.
This city, located in the southwestern part of California, is the second-largest city in the United States, known as the "City of Angels."
The Seventh Princess of the Chuanke civilization stood in the air, with a halo hanging behind her head, looking indifferent: "Chuan, what did my elder brother and third brother say?"
The burly man lowered his head and said deeply: "Seventh Princess, you know, although I and other ’Chuan’ share mories and strength, serving seventy-eight royal bloodlines at the sa ti..."
"We are absolutely prohibited from interfering in the succession struggles!"
"Please don’t make it difficult for ."
Upon hearing this, a fierce smile appeared on the beautiful face of the Seventh Princess: "Not allowed to interfere in the succession?"
"Then how did my eldest brother manage to kill the second brother back then?"
Chuan remained silent, and after a mont, finally gave a vague answer: "Seventh Princess, the Eldest Prince does not have that authority."
In fact, this was already a clear hint.
If the Eldest Prince didn’t have the authority, then who did, need not be elaborated.
rely that high-up so-called His Majesty the Emperor of Chuanke.
The Seventh Princess was well aware that even the intelligence Chuan shared now was mostly under the "benevolent" promptings of her "good father."
"Oh?"
The Seventh Princess suddenly grinned widely, laughing wildly: "The father I haven’t seen once since I was born is showing his stance, wanting to be my backing, and have compete against my elder and third brothers?"
"Understood."
"Understood!"
"If I refuse, wouldn’t that an being ungrateful?"
"Anyone who disrespects the Emperor of Chuanke is likely to die by ’throwing themselves into a star’ as suicide."
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