He knew that the Federation's intention to open up to the outside world was only on the surface. After all, this was the general trend that decided the future of the country. Before the final decision was made, everything was subject to change, and he could not let his guard down. He had to push for the right to open up to the outside world as soon as possible. Tutankhamun and the Amazon Empire were just useless teammates. How long would he have to wait for the Federation to reward him?
"This is just a small greeting gift. The Empire is willing to deepen the cooperation with the Stuart Family." Solomon smiled and said, "Moreover, I'm looking forward to entering the Holy Land with Miss Carolyn. I also hope to learn the advanced culture and technology of the Federation. If there's anything I can do for Miss Carolyn, I think that's an honor that no gentleman would refuse."
Solomon's modesty made it hard for people to dislike him. However, Carolyn wasn't an unscrupulous person, and would definitely not allow Solomon to look down on her. "Your highness must be joking. Our cooperation has always been very pleasant. In fact, I'm curious about how you're going to make Tianjing lose wholeheartedly."
These were her conditions, and they were definitely related to the secrets of the Empire. Furthermore, they were hidden very deeply. Carolyn would put it in an elegant manner, but as long as Solomon refused or wasn't convinced, she would also ignore the previous suggestions. Most importantly, she wanted to see Solomon's plans, and set off a chain reaction!
This was a game between the upper echelons!
Solomon naturally knew that Carolyn wasn't concerned about this, but about his dandelions. In this aspect, it would be easier for the empire to target the Federation, while it would be slightly more difficult for the Federation to target the empire. This was especially so for the Kaiser Empire, as they weren't fools like the Tutankhamun Empire.
Solomon said a name. Carolyn was stunned, but her silence represented her approval. She turned off her Skylink. Suddenly, she felt that she had underestimated the Empire's infiltration. However, on second thought, this was a good thing. With the help of the Kaiser Empire, she could better balance the situation in the Federation, including the rise of the Mo Family. The Mo Family had been a little unruly recently.
When it came to chips, the more the better. There was no need to rush to throw them out.
The upper echelons were extremely satisfied, as the method that Solomon had provided did not have any repercussions. In other words, even if they were discovered, they would not bring any trouble to Stuart. The majority of the Federation's people were extremely easy to guess, with one word being 'greed'. Anything that could be settled with money was nothing to Solomon. This Carolyn was slightly interesting, as she was actually able to pay attention to such details at such a time.
"The people of the Federation are really stupid." On the other hand, Enoch appeared slightly disapproving of Solomon's words. He knew that Solomon had placed a heavy bet on Heaven's Fate. Regardless of what Carolyn thought, Solomon had already decided to help Heaven's Fate win. Not only that, he had also made deeper arrangements.
As for why he had chosen Heaven's Fate, there were many reasons. Other than the flag, there was also this business deal. It could be said that this deal would be able to make up for all the losses he had suffered in the previous deal. With such a high payout rate, it would be too eye-catching to bet on a dark horse. If he won in the end, the source of the bet would definitely be investigated, and the losses would outweigh the gains. As for Heaven's Fate, there wouldn't be too much of a problem.
In terms of technology, the Federation was miles ahead of the Caesar Family. However, in terms of economics, the Federation was playing a game that was left behind by the Rothschild Family. From the looks of it, Solomon would suffer losses in every deal he made with the Federation. However, in reality, Solomon had earned all of his losses from the Federation through his black market transactions. Every time he suffered a loss, it was just an act to make the Federation lower their guard, and also to create a facade of balance for the other two great empires.
Of course, he definitely had to be very careful in his methods to not be discovered by the Federation. Fortunately, the Federation was also in constant internal disputes. Even a black market couldn't be unified. The Zhao Family and the Gui Family, who controlled the black market, were also constantly fighting. Moreover, the people of the Federation looked down on the barbarians of the Empire. All of these gave him enough opportunities.
As for exposing a dandelion for this, it was really not a big deal. Moreover, this exposure would bring greater benefits. He was determined to get the Holy Land. The three empires had been coveting the secrets inside for a long time. Not only that, the battle between the three empires and the Federation had already risen to another level. All along, the Federation had the absolute initiative, but in the Holy Land, although it seemed that the Federation was the one setting the rules, the rules were indeed fixed. If the rules were unified, there would be opportunities to take advantage of. There might be a small disadvantage, but what did this mean to the powerful empires?
Solomon had already begun to feel that the game was getting more and more interesting. Enoch could feel that this Highness couldn't wait to personally join this grand battle. He was so hungry …
… …
The eve of a storm was always very calm. Although all the forces were coveting and had all kinds of thoughts, compared to the various incidents that had happened before, there were still undercurrents surging beneath the surface. The days before the finals could be considered to be relatively calm.
Various kinds of publicity had also unified the direction and the flood of public opinion, pushing the atmosphere of the entire CHF to its peak!
A clash between the apex of history!
The strongest aristocratic family VS the strongest black horse!
A super instructor VS a commoner king!
The entire Federation seemed to be waiting for the grandest festival, waiting, excited and restless. Finally, under the attention of the masses, the day of the finals had arrived.
Heaven's Fate squadron VS Tianjing squadron!
The match was scheduled to start at 2 in the afternoon. However, there were already countless people queuing up outside of Stuart's Dimensional Arena Stadium since the very first night. The majority of them were people who were unable to buy tickets. The scalpers for the finals had already reached a sky-high price, to the point that it was hard to obtain even with tens of thousands of gold coins. Nevertheless, they were still incomparably fervent in coming to the stadium. Even if it was just for the sake of standing outside of the stadium, they would be able to get a closer look at the match in their hearts.
At noon, the entire Stuart's Dimensional Arena Stadium was already extraordinarily bustling with noise and excitement. The voices of the hosts, Ruo Zhi and Chen Yu 'er, continued to ring out from the broadcast. The large screens within the Dimensional Arena Stadium were continuously broadcasting the highlights of the earlier matches between the Heaven's Fate and Tianjing squadrons, as well as countless advertisements. Just a 2 to 3 second advertisement was already an astonishingly sky-high price. Nevertheless, the subordinate enterprises of the various great aristocratic families had already placed their bets without the slightest trace of politeness. After all, they still had to abide by the basic business rules. Having reached this stage, no one was willing to miss out on such a good opportunity. Naturally, the prosperity of the Federation and the riches of Stuart would definitely cause the people of the empires to yearn and worship them even more.
The passionate and clamorous voices of the audience outside of the stadium stretched out for several miles. Within the stadium, various kinds of crazed clamoring and cheering voices had already converged together, appearing as though they were about to rip the roof off the stadium.
"All Mouthy King! Overlooking the heavens! "
"Wang Zhong, Grai, invincible King Bomb!"
All Mouthy King's fans present in the stadium had already entered a frenzied state. Throughout his journey, regardless of what kind of experts he faced, All Mouthy King had yet to taste defeat. This was sufficient to cause any fan to go crazy over him.
The Heaven's Fate fans and Mo Wen's hardcore fans were not willing to be outdone. Perhaps, this was the only existence that could stand shoulder to shoulder with the greatest king in terms of popularity. Despite brother King's fame covering a vast area, frankly speaking, Mo Wen wasn't that bad either. As an instructor of the mechanized battalion, he possessed a calm personality, a gentle smile, as well as an easygoing personality that never put on airs or put on airs. All of these had allowed this "king of blindness" to shine like the sun in the sky within the Federation. Most importantly, no one had been able to break his closed eyes meditation up till now.
He had risen to fame even earlier than All Mouthy King. In the past, he was a peerless expert that did not reveal himself. However, this time, just like Wang Zhong, he had shocked the world with a single brilliant feat, and had displayed the might of the Mo Family. In fact, the reason why Tianjing was more attractive was due to their status. In this aspect, Tianjing held an advantage. Nevertheless, despite this, Mo Wen and his Mo School were still sought after by countless people. This had always been the foundation of the Mo Family. However, the eruption of power this time had caused everyone to feel that the phrase "all martial arts under the heavens originate from the Mo School" wasn't just a passing phrase.
Humans worshipped experts, especially those with deep depths. At this moment, Mo Wen was equivalent to …
"Mo Wen is invincible! Overlook the heavens!"
"The strongest Mo Wen is going to beat up Tianjing!"
The berserk Brother King fans and countless hardcore fans of Heaven's Fate and Mo Wen had already occupied the entire stadium. Crazed shouts and shouts rang out across the entire stadium, filling the entire Stuart City, and even every corner of the entire Federation. Everyone was anticipating for an unimaginably huge showdown. There had never been a CHF that had reached such a level, with people feeling such anticipation. This had allowed the mechanical, and even democratic, citizens of the Federation, who were filled with pressure, to obtain a massive release of emotions.
This night was destined to be crazy!
With the cooperation of the hundreds of Stuart's construction team and the Federation's guards, the arena, which had been riddled with potholes from the previous matches, had already been repaired. Clearly, Stuart had made ample preparations for this. However, never did they expect that they would not be doing this for themselves, but for others.
At the centre of the VIP seats in the stadium was a gigantic CHF champion's trophy made from pure crystals. Under the illumination of the lights, it radiated with a dazzling brilliance, becoming the centre of attention for the entire stadium!
This was a trophy made entirely from dimensional crystals, and could be said to be the most extravagant trophy ever made in the history of the CHF. Ordinary people might not have even heard of the material used to make such a trophy. Although there was no special explanation from the officials, those who knew about the industry were well aware of the value of dimensional crystals. Without mentioning the generous rewards, just the material used to make this trophy was more than enough to cause many first-rate aristocratic families to feel incomparably envious. What's more, the honour and glory contained within this trophy was even more difficult to estimate. This time, the Federation was also hoping for this CHF to be recorded in the annals of history. Therefore, the various great aristocratic families and the Parliament were not stingy.
Naturally, the final outcome was that they had earned a bountiful harvest. Seated in the VIP seats beside the trophy were the Federation's Speaker, the heads of the various great aristocratic families, the bigwigs of the Academy of Sciences, the generals, marshals and even the commander-in-chief of the military, as well as VIPs from the empires … there were too many people that people were familiar with on the Skylink, and there were also too many bigwigs that ordinary people had only heard of.
The VIP seats were filled with cordial conversations. In the world of bigwigs, the atmosphere appeared rather harmonious and easy-going. Even some of the opposing powers were chatting and laughing with each other, appearing to be a scene of harmony. The boundaries of the aristocratic families in the hearts of the Federation people appeared rather blurry in this CHF. They had a much larger structure and wider world, and clearly weren't something that ordinary people could measure.
Today, the most interesting thing for them wasn't the outcome of the 2 squadrons, but the duel between Mo Wen and Wang Zhong. Both of them were too outstanding, and many people had even judged that they would definitely become figures that would influence the entire world in the future. Their starting point was truly too high.
Furthermore, they would definitely clash against each other today. The mentality of an expert should be one of supremacy, and not play tricks or escape for the sake of a mere duel. In fact, many bigwigs had even jokingly placed their bets on the 2 of them. Naturally, their "small bets" had already surpassed the level that money could measure. Mo Wen and Wang Zhong were similarly the focus of attention.
Although the bigwigs were biased towards Mo Wen, deep in their bones, they valued Wang Zhong more. That was because Mo Wen was from the Mo Family, while Wang Zhong was without a master. After this duel, regardless of victory or defeat, both of them would receive various kinds of invitations. However, the outcome of this duel was still of utmost importance. That's because it wasn't enough to just focus on the earlier duels, as they were only in the Casted Soul Stage. It wasn't that the leaders of the aristocratic families had never seen the world before, and they were more meticulous in their calculations.
Just like what the old Potter had predicted, the Gui and Zhao Families were basically unable to touch Wang Zhong. Not only was Copperfield protecting him, a figure like him would attract the attention of all bigwigs, with every single move he made being exposed to everyone's eyes. The basic rules of the Federation couldn't be broken, unless the Zhao and Gui Families weren't discovered. As long as they let the cat out of the bag, their lives wouldn't be any better. The other aristocratic families weren't to be trifled with. Making use of this opportunity to attack them would definitely cause the 2 great families to bleed, something that the Zhao and Gui Families weren't willing to see.
Being the patriarch of the Zhao Family, Zhao Dingtian was chatting merrily with a bigwig from the military beside him. However, his gaze would occasionally sweep across the astonishing performance of Wang Zhong on the big screen, while a sliver of resentment would appear in his eyes.
Sitting in the position of the Zhao Family patriarch, if he only cared about personal grudges and was so short-sighted, the Zhao Family would simply be unable to maintain their position as one of the 10 great families. What Zhao Dingtian hated was that idiot, Zhao Zimo. He had relied on his little tricks to be overly arrogant, causing the Zhao Family to completely lose the qualifications to contend for experts with such potential. Giving up halfway was the most hateful thing to do. As for people like Zhao Zimo, it didn't matter if he was dead. It was just that Zhao Yilong's death was a slight loss. Furthermore, the crucial point was that the Zhao Family had discovered that Zhao Zimo had done something to this matter. He had wanted to use genetic techniques to transfer Zhao Yilong's talent into his own body. From the Zhao Family's point of view, he was vicious and merciless. However, being a loser, he was basically a fool.
Under the world of these bigshots, the viewing gallery below the viewing gallery was filled with even more dazzling stars. Carolyn, Vladimir, Gui Xinying, Divian, Karl, Pomo, Bobo Torres … there were too many celebrities that the audience were familiar with gathered in this viewing gallery.
Compared to the calmness of the bigwigs, the emotions of these prided geniuses were clearly much more complicated. Before the start of this CHF, all of them had longed to be one of the 2 squadrons standing on this stage. However, at this moment, they could only watch from the sidelines. It was impossible for them to not feel any emotions and regret in their hearts.
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