Lex kept sitting in his seat as he watched the nurous screens which showed all the competing participants. This was not his original plan of what to do with the Midnight gas, but it worked out well enough.
Having the event take place outside the actual Inn made it much more difficult to control the specifics, and that in turn made it much more expensive as well.
But by registering themselves as a whole, the planets linked themselves to the Inn as participants. Then ca the much harder and more difficult task of finding the appropriate planets to have the fights on.
It was impossible to just pick every planet he wanted randomly, but that is where having such a large workforce ca in handy. His workers spread out across the galaxies, collecting information. Since they knew exactly what to look for, it was simple enough. Even without the Henali portal linking the entire realm, every significant force had its own information channels, and Velma had her own ways of tapping into them.
With the participants registering themselves, and the target locations picked out one by one, he just needed to find a way to connect them so that the participants could go to the targeted planets.
That, as it turned out, wasn't as tricky as Lex originally imagined. The only difficult part was sending a worker to each of those planets being consud by terrorist attacks and the plague of insects.
Once there, he just needed to find a local with enough authority, and have them register their planet inside the Midnight Gas as well. But they were just registering as targets that need to be saved, instead of participants taking part in the ga.
Still, despite finding loopholes, the process was expensive and convoluted. In fact, the 21 MT that he had spent would not even last the entire duration of the gas. It was just enough to fuel the starting teleportations, as well as prizes.
That was the cost of operating outside the Inn. But considering the countless guests inside the Inn, and the countless more who would watch the Gas and choose to participate in so way, Lex was more than confident of funding the entire event easily.
After all, what was more popular in the universe than watching a live war? And even among wars, this one was like no other.
The prizes for the victors, decided at the end, would be delivered then. But even now, each and every participant was earning their individual prizes. For killing enough enemies, saving enough people, or committing so heroic act that contributed to the war in so way, such as procuring critical intel or spotting enemy leaders, they would get points.
Each and every individual could then use those points to redeem individual prizes. One critical piece of information was that whether it was the participants fighting, or the planets being rescued, none contained Earth immortals. As such, with all participants being in the Nascent realm and below, coming up with a way to boost their cultivation, or providing them with rare and valuable treasures was a simple task for Lex.
Any random blade of grass in the Midnight realm could replace a treasured herb for a Foundation realm cultivator, and the dew that appeared on the grass in the morning could cleanse their body of all impurities.
A random pebble was a valuable treasure containing earth properties, and a random piece of bark contained enough vitality to bring a dying person back to life.
So providing prizes for the participants, allowing them to have breakthroughs in their cultivation, and grow stronger than they could have ever on their own, was the easiest part of things for Lex.
Even then, he didn't directly strip the Inn of its bountiful harvest. He still relied on the system to generate the items given as prizes, but because they were common materials inside the Inn, their total cost remained low.
Like that, Lex set the stage not only for a war that would specifically target his own enemies, but he created a prolonged source of entertainnt. Audience mbers could follow along their favorite warriors, following them on their incredible journeys to save lives and grow stronger in the anti.
If, during that ti, they decided that they liked soone, and wanted to help him overco a particular hurdle, they could also choose to pay up. Their paynts would cover the MP cost of the prizes their favorite warriors would receive, allowing them to bypass the need to raise points in a critical mont.
Of course, since this was an Inn event, the Reaving Dread rcenaries were hired as well. Not only did they patrol the Inn, keeping everyone here safe, but they stayed close to each planet where a fight was taking place. If any immortals showed up, it would be the rcenaries job to ensure none of the participants were hurt or targeted by them.
re minutes had passed since the Gas started, and the Inns inco was already shooting through the roof. Each planet had a score board, listing the strongest warriors, the warriors with the most kills, the most saves, anything and everything that could be ranked was being done so.
Through the Midnight portal, he could see that soone had already compiled a Midnight Gas Top beauty list, listing out the most beautiful warriors from across the planets, regardless of their race. This was made up by one of the viewers, and the list was entirely based on votes.
There was another used made list comparing the strongest moves used by the warriors, and another one comparing those who had the strongest defense.
By allowing the viewers to make and popularize these lists, Lex increased the viewers attachnt to watching the Gas, as well as those participating in them. The more they were attached, the more they would spend. The more they spent, the stronger the warriors beca. The stronger they beca, the more of those terrorist scum they killed. It created a perfect loop.
Of course, what no one knew was that there was a lot going on behind the scenes as well. Not everything was shown on screen, since not everything was a part of the gas.
By interfering with the terrorists plans, and attracting their attention this way, he created a distraction for a much larger, and much more powerful force to move silently and undetected, positioning themselves for the critical mont.
After all, as long as the fight was limited to just below the immortal realm, then that was equivalent to not really hurting them at all.
A force that had the guts to take on the Henali directly would never be limited to just those below the immortal realm. But all big things begin small. This was rely the first step.
Lex continued to watch, making adjustnts where they were needed and quickly addressing any issues. Since the Gas had only just begun, this is when they would most likely have the most issues, which is why Lex gave it his undivided attention.
Whether it was with the gas themselves, or with the guests at the Inn, or those viewing from the Origin realm, he did not expect such a large move to go without obstruction, so he was watching for any problems that arose.
Fortunately, while there were problems, they were not too big - so far.
But of the many things Lex had expected, the thing he had not expected was that there were outside forces, completely uninvolved with his plan, that not only did not create problems for him, but ended up helping him as well.
A number of teenagers and young adults suddenly teleported on one of the planets that was participating in the Gas.
"Is everyone clear on the rules of this trial?" one of the adults asked.
"Yes, yes. We just need to enter the top 100 on the most kills list, and stay there for a week to pass the trial."
"Good. Rember, this is an individual trial, so we cannot help each other. If you do well, and pass, then maybe we'll see each other when we get promoted to Ventura Bronze."
"A little too confident, aren't you Haris?" said one of the teenagers with a laugh, but his comnt wasn't malicious. "Are you so ready to leave Ventura Brown behind?"
"Not just Brown, but Bronze as well. This is just the start of my journey. If you're lucky, maybe you can tag along and witness my legend yourself."
Everyone laughed. They were all in a good mood. Why wouldn't they be? The students of Ventura were all powerful, so they were all confident in passing this sudden trial that would allow them to graduate to a higher level Ventura campus.
Haris looked out at the portal, but his thoughts ventured elsewhere. He had discovered the Midnight Inn years ago, and used to rendezvous with his girlfriend, Ayesha, there long ago. But it had been so many years since they lost contact, once she stopped showing up at the Inn.
One of his greatest motivations in entering a higher level was so that he could get more freedom, and track her down.
Like them, on various planets, many students from Ventura suddenly appeared, taking part in this sudden trial. Their sudden arrival went unnoticed by everyone, but it would not be long before their actions began to attract attention.
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