Subsequently, Damu followed Sonia onto the floating escalator, going all the way up to the 77th floor.
Damu followed Sonia, constantly observing the surrounding environment, his eyes filled with both awe and a hint of envy.
The place was exquisitely luxurious, with every conceivable entertainment facility.
A single day's room rate here was equivalent to his entire month's salary; he could never afford to live here in his lifetime.
Passing through a corridor, Damu saw a familiar figure clad in armor.
Before Damu could call out, the figure, dressed in golden armor and exuding a mysterious and solemn aura, had already turned around.
"Damu, I didn't expect you to still remember me."
Mr. Kassadin turned to look at Damu, a hint of a smile in his words.
Mr. Kassadin was not averse to showing a friendly attitude towards those willing to extend goodwill.
Moreover, if Damu joined the Shadow, and the plan proceeded smoothly, it could allow the Shadow to directly infiltrate Xandar's army.
Compared to the Nova Corps, the general army's status was poles apart, hence there were countless people in the army eager for change.
"I only remembered you after hearing of your reputation, My Lord."
Damu's old face flushed upon hearing this, and he spoke with some embarrassment.
"While honesty isn't a bad thing, sometimes you need to speak to people in their language and to ghosts in theirs to get by."
"But I can understand you. After all, when you first met me, I was still an unknown, so it's excusable that you'd forgotten."
"Now that you've remembered and coincidentally come to visit me, sit down and let's chat."
Mr. Kassadin said with a smile, seeing Damu's honest and simple demeanor.
Sonia, listening to Mr. Kassadin's words from the side, was both surprised and curious.
However, she remembered her duty and left first to get drinks and wine.
"Alright."
Damu nodded upon hearing this, but his movements were a bit stiff, clearly indicating that his inner self was not as calm as his exterior.
But there was nothing he could do about it. The first time they met, he felt immense pressure when registering for Mr. Kassadin, who seemed like a You-Know-Who.
Now, after only a few months, Mr. Kassadin truly showed signs of regaining his former glory. Coupled with the fact that he was asking for help, Damu simply couldn't suppress his nervousness.
"You don't need to be nervous. I am a man of my word."
"Since I promised you then, that promise remains valid, no matter when."
"However, there's only one chance, so think carefully about what you need."
"Whether it's granting you a fortune that would make anyone envious for a lifetime, allowing you to live lavishly without working."
"Or letting you transcend the conventional lifespan of your race, granting you hundreds or thousands of years of life."
"Even if you wish to join the Nova Corps and hope for a recommendation, I can make it happen for you."
Mr. Kassadin's tone was incredibly calm as he observed Damu's nervousness.
Under Mr. Kassadin's calm tone, the words he spoke carried an intoxicating allure.
"You can recommend me to join the Nova Corps?"
Damu's eyes widened in shock upon hearing Mr. Kassadin's words, and his voice involuntarily carried a tone of reverence.
"Of course. You must have heard of my reputation by coming to me today."
"With my name, Kassadin, communicating with the high-ranking officials of the Nova Corps and recommending someone to join is not a difficult task."
"Is your purpose in coming to me to join the Nova Corps?"
"There's only one chance. If you say yes, then I will make the arrangements for you."
Mr. Kassadin was not surprised that Damu focused first on the Nova Corps rather than life-changing power or wealth.
The Nova Corps on Xandar was a symbol of power, authority, and wealth.
Damu was also from Xandar, so it was normal for him to be excited at the prospect of joining the Nova Corps.
…
Seeing Mr. Kassadin's immediate willingness to recommend him and his mention of only one chance, Damu's excited heart actually calmed down considerably.
Because the several things Mr. Kassadin said he could achieve were all incredibly astonishing.
Whether it was wealth for a carefree life, life-changing power, or even extending one's lifespan, all were immensely tempting.
The lifespan of Xandarians was neither long nor short; as long as they didn't fall ill, they could live for two hundred years. It was precisely because of this that the class system on Xandar was more clearly defined.
The elite and wealthy classes had more time to leverage their wealth and power.
Thus, the rich became richer. It wasn't that the poor had no chance to change their lives, but climbing up was simply not that easy.
Damu had no animosity towards the rich; he simply knew that achieving success in life was not that easy.
Therefore, even with a longer lifespan, if he didn't seize the opportunity to change his life and gain life-changing power, his life might still be ordinary and unremarkable.
If he joined the Nova Corps, he could gain some power, but even with the Nova Armor, he would have to start from a single star.
If he was lucky, fought for a hundred years, and achieved great military merits without dying, he might have a chance to change his own and his descendants' social status.
But this came with the precondition that he did not die on the battlefield during those many years of combat.
At this moment, Sonia came over with a cart carrying some drinks and several bottles of U.S. wine.
Sonia didn't know what Mr. Kassadin and Mr. Damu had discussed, but she first served Mr. Kassadin his drink.
"Mr. Damu, would you like a drink or wine?"
She then looked at Damu, her red lips parting to produce a pleasant and melodious voice.
"Wine…"
Damu looked at the vintages marked on the three bottles of wine Sonia brought, which were essentially rare, vintage U.S. wines.
"Alright."
Sonia nodded slightly upon hearing this, then used a corkscrew to open the wine's cork, elegantly leaning in to pour wine for Damu.
Subsequently, with a gentle push of her slender fingers, a wine glass filled one-third with wine was placed before Damu.
"Thank you…"
Damu's gaze remained fixed on Sonia as he thanked her.
"You're welcome."
Sonia smiled slightly with her pure and lovely face upon hearing this, then stood three meters away from Mr. Kassadin.
Damu looked at where Sonia stood and the figure opposite him; he only now realized where he was and who he was truly facing.
Even those who joined the Nova Corps couldn't all afford to spend at the Celebrity Hotel.
If one were to ask what a man's lifelong pursuits were, simply put, they were wealth, power, and authority.
Possessing just one of these three could bring a man everything he desired, allowing him to live a life envied by ordinary people.
And setting aside authority for a moment, Mr. Kassadin, the You-Know-Who in front of him, renowned throughout the Milky Way Galaxy, possessed at least two of them: wealth and power.
"Mr. Kassadin, could you tell me how powerful the life-changing power you bestow upon me truly is?"
This immediately clarified Damu's thoughts, and he spoke with a serious expression.
"I can bestow upon you the power to achieve everything you desire."
Mr. Kassadin had also noticed Damu's gaze on Sonia just now, and he answered the question calmly.
Thanks to Xianjiu and Zuoge Suran, greedy for money and lustful, for their generous tips. I am very grateful.