The Elf Ancient God glanced at them and said openly, "Let’s handle the matter like that, deceive them into mutual slaughter, and resources will increase. Make them channel the money to , and I’ll give you a commission."
"...Alright." After hesitating for a while, Minis nodded stiffly.
Li Qing didn’t indulge in those trivialities.
Minis, this old sly fox, would be troubleso to deceive, as he’s too cunning. It’s better to involve him openly in scams and give him a commission for every batch he cons, that’s the best approach.
Anyway, it’s the image of the Elf Ancient God, being a bit more of a scheming businessman, joining in the deceit, isn’t a problem.
It’s much more comfortable than playing other minor roles; pretending to be the villain is the least exhausting.
"Work hard, develop well." Li Qing, looking like an elder brother, advised him, then left.
Minis and the Holy Dragon looked at each other.
This big shot...
Really ruthless!
After a long while, Minis couldn’t help but say, "This Despair Ancient City, we control Zone Eight, developing our district’s economy is the most important."
"Why? As a scheming businessman, are you trying to showcase your talents in front of this senior?" Holy Dragon nodded, "Then let’s get so higher-quality Immortal Grass. Our qualifications aren’t enough right now; we need at least a batch of 106 from the Million Gods."
"That’s right."
Minis knew that now occupying this area, there are plenty of Million Gods willing to settle here and help manage the area. They’re certainly willing to present extra geniuses.
Can you say that the Three Major Sects don’t have strategic talent reserves?
Impossible.
They may be reluctant to give higher ones, but 106 can probably be provided if they grit their teeth. If they want to dabble in Zone Eight to do business, they have to show respect, it’s leveraging authority!
The two of them felt a burst of joy, having embraced the thigh of the Elf Ancient God.
In fact, this was intentional by Li Qing.
Minis and others needed a base, allowing them to co and exploit resources from the Dark Matter Cosmic, gradually standing on equal ground with them, eventually devising ways to defeat them.
His core personnel definitely needed nurturing, as the Million Gods couldn’t be left unchecked.
At this mont, Minis pondered, "First gather a batch of talented people, then we’ll develop local specialties, so within-world specialties, and then establish a commodity economy. And these specialties must be called Black Star, he’s skilled at potion research, so unique spirit dicines produced by the world, then refine pills, which probably sell well among these entities..."
They engaged in a lively discussion.
This Fat Dragon also plans to establish the Light Church here, to preach, and then he can sleep comfortably within this church as a haven.
He’ll continue leveraging authority, with the Light Ancient God shielding him, sleeping in the Light Church while outside, no matter how they fight, regardless of changing eras, no one would dare intrude to cause trouble.
After all, although Fat Dragon is lazy, he’s not foolish; or perhaps, he’s the only one living so leisurely.
Even for the Emperor and Minis, which of them hasn’t risen through tis of strife, suffering various difficulties and wars.
Soon, Minis began taking action, but he found it already impressive for one person to manage ten thousand worlds, tirelessly working day and night, as this level of entities don’t need sleep.
But several million, how could one person possibly manage that?
He had to recruit people.
Thus, Minis, a jack-of-all-trades type, knowing a bit about everything, began taking the path of the Creator God, learning from Atabia to create a batch of Divine Upper servants to help manage the Divine Country.
Although he only knew a bit about each aspect, this batch of servants, mostly around Eighty Rings level, was already sufficient to traverse Chaos.
In fact, nowadays, the Despair Ancient City, with rely a Million Gods, appears very sparse.
Only because many existences started trying to create batches of low-level Several Rings Divine Upper to act as subordinates for their Divine Country, filling the city, making it seem bustling.
In the blink of an eye.
Three hundred years passed again.
The entire Despair Ancient City beca more lively.
Developnt was everywhere, gradually forming a brand-new Divine Upper civilization circle, with its own rules and cycles, streets crowded with people.
And during this period, the Ti Machine underwent another ti jump, achieving significant progress.
But during these years, Minis has been busier than ever, barely withstanding the developnt pressure due to being versatile, not only creating servants but also starting to research Dark Matter Dharma Staff, and secretly maintaining contact with the Emperor and Black Star in the Light Sound Forest above.
This essentially beca a wild area, with secret ties inside the Despair Ancient City.
Black Star assists with dicine refining outside, sending them to Zone Eight to sell.
anwhile, Minis researched various Dark Matter Dharma Staff, making their ties increasingly close, even Professor Wales ca over to join them.
Through it all, Zone Eight beca quite prosperous, their qualifications each progressed, beginning to stabilize their footing with difficulty.
But so things were still out of reach.
"Upper-Rank Ancient God, Upper-Rank Rule Ancient God..." Minis said to Professor Wales, "If it wasn’t for the Elf Ancient God backing us, they wouldn’t dare act recklessly, this area would’ve been lost long ago."
Professor Wales nodded, also looking at the endless stream of people outside, "Recently, they started getting bold, copying our specialties, attempting to invade our interests."
Ultimately, they lack the massive number of Gods to form a human-run Dark Matter computer to deduce the Rule Diagram.
They’re a scarce few... without tens of thousands of Gods, they can’t deduce it at all.
"Still need to research new things." They silently lanted, "Upper-Rank Ancient God, too difficult..."
At that mont, a distant booming sound suddenly ca.
The third Ti Machine began its activation.
...
Elsewhere, Li Qing was constantly mining in the Cosmos.
Lately, he’s feeling quite thrilled; all this accumulation finally showing the benefits of building mining vehicles, with an explosive rise, managing 120,000 worlds in a hundred years.
A millennium ans 1.2 million.
In just five thousand years, it would overtake 60 million worlds of their Dark Matter Cosmic.
This is a quantitative explosion.
"But I still shouldn’t beco too arrogant; after all, their 60 million worlds are just under 20% of liquid assets." Li Qing took a deep breath, "I estimate it’ll take mining for tens of thousands of years to match their total assets."
But this is rely their total assets; even if wealth matches, it still lacks the top talents like the Million Gods.
In thought, Li Qing felt the future is still promising.
But just then, without ti to process much, Li Qing only felt his mind buzzing, "What is this?"
Ti travel...
His consciousness suddenly settled on the distant Million Gods, on the ti series crystal wall world they were studying.
"We’ve succeeded!"
"This will be a historic mont for our civilization!"
"The great leap, we’ve entered a new dinsion, opening a river of fate belonging to the mythic epics!"
With the ecstatic cries of the technologists, Li Qing’s consciousness settled on the crystal wall world, feeling the surrounding sounds becoming increasingly blurred, as if everything around was flowing madly, this Ti Machine fully entered a space-ti jump.
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