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Chen Jiang frowned slightly, lowering his head in thought.
Retreating now was out of the question.
He had already obtained over 400,000 one-star items from the other party!
The opponent had spun the intermediate roulette over a thousand times and the advanced roulette three hundred times, totaling exactly 400,000 one-star items.
That's 400,000 one-star items! Enough to multiply his turret caliber several times over, equivalent to Wang Defa's production for several days.
Moreover, the opponent didn't seem to care at all.
They clearly had deep pockets, either not lacking in funds or, more likely, not lacking in one-star items.
If he let this fat sheep escape, he wouldn't be able to enjoy a decent meal for days.
Just then—
On the screen, the father and two sons urgently exclaimed, their voices filled with excitement: "Hurry! Send the three-star item Heaven's Eye Pursuit Order via the Remote Space Transmission Array now! And send all the other items we've won as well!"
"Understood," Chen Jiang replied, his lips twitching slightly as he smiled. "Please wait a moment while we package your order. We're striving to provide you with the most perfect experience possible."
He then ended the communication.
Sitting down, he picked up his tablet and searched for ways to remove the World Origin Consciousness from the item.
Soon, amidst the chaotic forum threads, he found a useful post.
The target audience of this "Galactic Forum" was unclear, but the population's quality and financial resources varied wildly. Some users casually mentioned budgets of hundreds of millions of star coins, while others asked which innate ability was most cost-effective with a mere 30,000 star coin budget.
There were even debates on whether to add tomatoes or eggs first when making scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
In short, the forum covered every conceivable topic, and the atmosphere was generally positive. Most questions received answers, though star coin bounties often yielded more detailed responses.
However, since real names weren't required, the forum was filled with all sorts of characters, from genuine experts to mere braggarts. It was impossible to tell whether someone boasting about billions of credits actually had the resources or was just talking big.
The post he found was titled:
Detailed Explanation: Item Classification in the Ten Thousand Races Arena
As everyone knows, the Ten Thousand Races Arena serves two primary purposes: extracting innate abilities and refining items.
However, the moment the arena activates, the world origins of nearly a hundred races enter it simultaneously, rendering the arena completely uncontrollable until it ends.
Before the arena concludes, you can only do two things:
Wait patiently. 2. Destroy the arena prematurely.
The only settings you can configure are a series of events and some pre-stored data.
As we discussed in the previous post, once the arena is activated, the administrator essentially loses all control unless they want to destroy it.
"At this point, we can pre-configure the system so that when a race player with a personal innate ability claims the top ranking in the race kill rankings, their race reward will be modified to allow them to randomly reroll their personal innate ability once."
"Race players with personal innate abilities possess a more robust World Origin Consciousness, making it entirely feasible for them to randomly reroll their ability."
"During this phase, players with lackluster innate abilities will likely choose to reroll, ensuring that we harvest fewer useless abilities and maximize our gains of high-value, marketable abilities."
"This is one of the few opportunities we have to leverage the World Origin Consciousness."
"As the Ten Thousand Races Arena gradually intensifies, each race's World Origin Consciousness will begin its cycle of awakening, warfare, and eventual destruction."
"..."
"By the time the Ten Thousand Races Arena ends, the World Origin Consciousness within the item will have been completely cleansed."
"Hmm."
Chen Jiang nodded expressionlessly, remaining silent in place.
The post, sprawling across nearly six thousand characters, boiled down to two key points.
For instance, if he wanted to cleanse the World Origin Consciousness from his three-star item, the Heaven's Eye Pursuit Order, so that it could be used successfully outside the arena, there were only two methods:
Annihilate the human race.
With the human race extinct, the World Origin Consciousness would cease to exist. Consequently, the item, obtained from the human race merit points shop, would naturally lose its connection to the World Origin Consciousness.
Wait for the Ten Thousand Races Arena to end.
When the Ten Thousand Races Arena concludes, only one race can emerge victorious.
In this scenario, the World Origin Consciousness of the winning race would be as good as dead. At that point, all items and Player Innate Abilities within the arena would have their World Origin Consciousness purged.
The explanation sounded somewhat complex.
All items are created by the World Origin Consciousness. The reason items from the previous Ten Thousand Races Arena reappear in the current one is entirely due to the arena's administrator possessing the authority to guide the World Origin Consciousness in manufacturing the desired items.
Chen Jiang stood motionless, his expression blank as he silently absorbed the information. The post rambled on at length, starting from the origins of the World Origin Consciousness, detailing the creation of items, and explaining how to exploit the universe's rules. After all that, it boiled down to a single sentence:
"Until the Ten Thousand Races Arena completely ends, no item can be fully cleansed of the World Origin Consciousness."
This meant he couldn't deliver the items to the father and his two sons as planned.
He could still earn a few more one-star items through other means and then make a quick escape.
But he wanted to build a reputation.
By using the father and sons as a bridge, he could attract more customers to buy his blind boxes, allowing him to mass-produce one-star items.
After all, the expressions on the trio's faces made it clear that the three-star items he considered worthless were highly valuable in the outside world.
No way around it, Chen Jiang sighed softly, shaking his head. Looks like there are no loopholes to exploit.
It made sense. The Ten Thousand Races Arena had been operating for so many years. If any loopholes remained, the corporations would have long since exploited them to the point of exhaustion.
Just then, Scar Dog's small head popped up hesitantly. "Brother Jiang, I understand what you're getting at. One-star items are practically worthless outside now, and you want to collect a large quantity of them but don't have anything to trade, right?"
"Exactly," Chen Jiang said, shaking his head with a hint of frustration. "Got a cigarette? Let me have one."
"Sure, here you go, Brother Jiang. I'll light it for you."
Chen Jiang took the cigarette, inhaled deeply, and coughed twice, his brow furrowing slightly. He stubbed it out nearby before asking, "Do you have any good ideas?"
Scar Dog didn't answer immediately, his gaze lingering with a hint of pity on the freshly lit cigarette that had been extinguished so quickly. He wanted to say, If you can't smoke, just don't! It's such a waste!
"I don't have any ideas either, but..."
Just then, a notification chimed on Chen Jiang's tablet. A message had arrived.
After Chen Jiang ended the call, the three Wu family members stood frozen, exchanging bewildered glances.
"Um..."
Wu Zhending, his expression strange, remained silent for a moment before murmuring, "Eldest brother, Father, do you think it's possible we've been scammed?"
It was understandable why he thought so.
They had finally managed to obtain a three-star item, but the other party had abruptly hung up, making it seem like they were running away.
"Well, how do I put this?" Wu Lengjing said, resting his chin on his hand as he glanced at his second brother, who was covered in champagne. After a moment's thought, he continued, "While it wouldn't be surprising if we were scammed, I don't think that's the case this time."
"After all, those three-star items weren't just pictures or text—they were genuine three-star items. That proves the other party actually possesses multiple three-star items."
"And that Rabbit badge... its value is immeasurable!"
"Anyone who owns such an item must have a status far higher than ours."
"Do you really think someone like that would scam us? Or, more accurately, would they scam us for some worthless trash?"
Indeed, to them, one-star items with weak effects were considered trash.
Not that no one would buy them.
The dealers were driving prices too low. They refused to sell, as doing so would mean taking a significant loss.
"That's true," Wu Zhending nodded thoughtfully. He pulled a towel from the desk drawer, wiped the champagne from his head, and turned to face the elderly man on the screen. "Father, what do you say?"
The old man sat motionless at his desk, eyes closed, lost in thought.
"Father?" Wu Zhending called out again when he received no response.
Finally, the old man slowly opened his eyes, his gaze radiating the steady wisdom accumulated over decades. He swept his gaze across his two sons. "Do you know how the Wu Family built its fortune?"
"Decades ago, I was a homeless scavenger on a desolate planet, picking through trash. Yet in just a few decades, I rose from nothing to build this empire."
"What was the key to our success?"
"Business acumen?"
"Nonsense! I have no business acumen whatsoever. If I were to run a business, breaking even would be considered a profit."
"Hmm," Wu Zhending nodded in deep agreement. "I must say, Father, your self-analysis is always remarkably astute."
"Second brother!"
Wu Lengjing slapped his younger brother's head with a stern expression. "Stop interrupting Father."
The elderly man in the hologram seemed oblivious to the commotion. He pulled a visibly expensive cigar from his pocket, lit it, and gazed dreamily into the distance, muttering, "It feels like ages ago, even though it was only a few decades."
"The Wu Family has thrived to this day because your old man here always had the foresight to recognize true talent!"
"I never understood commercial investment—I only believed in value investment."
"Commercial investment is when you invest in something you think will make money. Value investment is when you invest in people you believe have inherent worth!"
"Just like now!"
At this point, the old man's expression turned serious. A sharp glint flashed in his cloudy eyes as he dismissed his secretary with a wave. He fixed his gaze on his two sons. "Have you still not realized who that person is?"
"What do you mean?" Wu Zhending asked, bewildered. "Someone from Jiang Cheng Company? A user on the galactic forum?"
"No."
The old man shook his head gravely. "I searched for Jiang Cheng Company, but no such company exists. Yet this man possesses a vast quantity of precious three-star items, and he's offering them in exchange for our one-star items."
"That leaves only one possibility—"
"This man is a rebel against the galactic federation!"
"Only rebels would need such a large quantity of one-star items, because they can't acquire them through legitimate channels."
"Even the most worthless one-star item is valuable to them."
"That's why they're willing to trade three-star items for them."
"And that man we just encountered was one of those rebels!"
"..."
Wu Zhending remained expressionless for a moment before murmuring, "Father, could it be that you simply don't understand business investment or value investing?"
"That man didn't seem like a rebel at all."
"If anything, he seemed more like a young master, treating this roulette like a casual game."
The old man chuckled softly, a hint of self-satisfaction in his eyes. "Your perspective is still too narrow. Whether he's a rebel or not doesn't matter. After all the times we've spun the roulette, the truth is clear."
"First, he possesses a vast quantity of three-star items."
"Second, the other party needs one-star items."
"That's all we need to know. The useless one-star items we have are worthless to us, but they seem valuable to them. We can give them the one-star items in exchange for the goodwill of this powerful faction."
"Dad, you're crazy!"
Wu Zhending stared in shock at the elderly man on the screen. "We're here to do business, not to curry favor!"
"If everyone did business like this, how would our company ever grow?"
"Bullshit business!"
The old man snorted. "I was never cut out for business, and neither were you two. Listen to me—I still run this family. Since they haven't responded in so long..."
"They're probably about to run. If that happens, we'll lose both the three-star item and the chance to gain their favor."
"We're better off contacting them now. Even if we lose the three-star item, at least we'll gain their goodwill. They might even help us if the Wu Family ever faces a crisis."
"Even if we don't gain their favor, at least we won't become enemies with this faction."
"After all, a faction with so many three-star items can't be a small player."
"Even a single Rabbit badge, if it were to circulate, would attract the attention of many powerful factions."
"..."
Wu Zhending remained silent for a moment before speaking again. "Father, you're confusing me. They tricked us, ran away, and now we're enemies?"
"We didn't even do anything! We're the victims here, as clear-cut as it gets."
"That's right."
The elderly man in the hologram nodded in deep agreement and sighed. "That's human nature for you. Imagine you're walking down the street and you suddenly grab a stranger you don't know and beat them up."
"Then you run away without looking back."
"One day, you're in a secluded alley when you suddenly see that same stranger walking toward you. You're trapped with a dead end behind you. What do you do?"
Wu Zhending frowned and said grimly, "In a narrow encounter like that, the brave win."
"Exactly."
The old man sighed helplessly. "But that stranger just wanted to go home. They had no intention of fighting you. Yet you beat them up again."
"That's how people are. When someone they've wronged appears before them, their first instinct isn't to apologize, but to crush them again with overwhelming force."
(End of the Chapter)
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