Universe 2.
Although Ye Zichen hadn't been here in years, his absence hadn't affected the Upheaval Alliance's development in the slightest.
Not only had it not affected them in the slightest.
It was developing at breakneck speed.
Who would've guessed that just a few years ago, this planet had been a primordial era, a place devoid of science and technology? Now, it was filled with high-tech products.
Energy vehicles and spaceships shuttled through the sky.
Buildings towered into the clouds. They looked dreamy and dreamy.
At the very center of the planet, a palace hovered in midair.
A temporary palace floated in the air. It was also the most prominent building of this life star.
It ruled over the entire planet.
Even the Upheaval Alliance's headquarters on the surrounding planets were located in this palace.
"This is our attack plan for the next three months."
"Is there a problem?"
Chicano sat on a crystal chair. In the center of the room was an empty throne, reserved for Ye Zichen, the head of the Upheaval Alliance. Even though he hadn't returned for many years, no one dared to covet that throne.
Roughly thirty people sat in this crystal room. Judging from their auras, even the weakest of them was a warlord.
"Your Excellency Chicano."
"In three months, we're going to conquer ninety life planets?
On average, we'll need to conquer one every day. "
The horned, green-skinned man frowned.
"Is there a problem?"
Asked Chicano. "Given the Upheaval Alliance's current strength, we can do it, can't we?"
He saw Chicano's expression.
The horned man lowered his head.
"You're right."
"You've just joined the Upheaval Alliance, so my mission for you is actually fairly simple.
If you're curious, you can ask General Han Qing how many life planets they need to conquer in three months. "
Chicano looked them over. "You've decided to join the Upheaval Alliance, and you've become generals. In that case, please show me your true strength.
You should know that the Upheaval Alliance doesn't lack talented people. "
Everyone's hearts trembled.
They knew very well that Chicano was right.
The Upheaval Alliance was now the second-largest faction in the Milky Way Galaxy. They occupied more than thirty thousand resource and life planets, and possessed advanced technology.
Even the largest empire in the Milky Way …. It was only a matter of time before the Upheaval Alliance conquered it.
This was why generals, generals, and commanders all fought to join the Upheaval Alliance.
The Upheaval Alliance's future was inevitable.
"Rest assured, Sir Chicano."
Right at this moment, a triangular human stood up in the hall. "In three months, we will conquer two hundred life stars to prove the power of our tribe."
"Let's wait and see!"
Chicano nodded lightly, and the triangular human waved his hand.
"Go!"
"It's been hard on you all this time."
At that moment, Ye Zichen's figure slowly appeared in the crystal hall.
Chicano, who was sitting in his seat, fixed his gaze on the screen.
Then, he hurriedly ran down.
"My lord!"
"When I came here, I took a look at our home planet. It's been built very well. I'm very satisfied."
Ye Zichen nodded. "I won't be staying for too long this time. Let me ask you, how much money do we have in our treasury?"
"Are you referring to all the resources or … cash?"
"Please wait a moment."
Chicano seemed to be checking their reserves. "Right now, we have about six thousand primal chaos beasts."
"Six hundred billion!"
Ye Zichen furrowed his brows.
"What's the current ratio?"
"For the First Universe?"
Said Chicano. "About two hundred."
"Why so little?
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A few years ago, the ratio was around three thousand. In just a few years, it had dropped to two hundred?
"Yes, that's the current ratio."
In the past two years …. The number of humans who'd come from the First Universe to the Second Universe had reached an astronomical figure.
Every day, they produced an ocean's worth of capital.
This meant that the value of the capital outside the manor would drastically decrease.
Right now, it was two hundred …. Tomorrow, it might be even lower.
Six thousand primal chaos beasts.
Two hundred was equivalent to 1.2 million primal chaos beasts.
"Your Excellency, do you need money?"
Asked Chicano.
"Yes, I need three million primal chaos beasts right now."
Ye Zichen furrowed his brows. "Can you bring it out?"
"Three million!"
Chicano hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"Of course we can, but we need to sell our resources first."
No faction would hoard too much money, because money was just a number. What really mattered were resources.
Almost all of the Upheaval Alliance's funds were spent on resources.
If they sold their resources ….
Then a few million primal chaos beasts could be easily obtained.
"Then sell them."
Ye Zichen didn't hesitate in the slightest. "I don't care what you do. I just need to see the money."
"How soon do you need it?"
"Right now!"
From Chicano's expression, Ye Zichen could tell that his desperation would cause the Upheaval Alliance enormous losses.
But right now, he couldn't care less.
Everything he was doing here was for the sake of the Milky Way.
If the Milky Way was gone! They were all gone. So what if Ye Zichen had more? So what?
The Tulip Family had to be destroyed! Only then could the Great Sage and the others return to the Milky Way. Only then would he have news of Su Yiyun.
And Su Yan …. He had to save her! "Please wait a moment."
Chicano left the Crystal Palace. Ye Zichen stood silently in his room and waited.
Three hundred trillion! That was the price the mercenary had offered, and there was no room for negotiation. He had to pay in full.
It was a tyrannical price.
Three hundred trillion cosmic dollars.
To anyone, even a faction, that was an astronomical figure.
After all …. The Upheaval Alliance controlled over ten thousand planets. Only with enough resources could they fork out that much money.
The families of the First Universe.
Having several hundred life stars was already an extraordinary family.
If he offered them three million primal chaos beasts ….
They'd despair! But Ye Zichen had no other choice.
Never mind three million primal chaos beasts, even if they asked for five or ten million, he'd grit his teeth and cough up the money.
About three hours later …. "Ding dong."
Three million primal chaos beasts had been transferred to his account.
"Your Excellency, the money has been transferred to your account."
Chicano hurried in. By the time he returned, Ye Zichen had already returned to the First Universe.
Transferred! Transferred! "Investigate!"
After transferring the money, Ye Zichen sent a single word to his contacts.
About half a minute later …. "Got it!"
"These are our current coordinates. We'll be waiting here for you!"
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