Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 526 - 528 The Silent Deterrence

Chapter 526: Chapter 528: The Silent Deterrence

Chapter 526 -528: The Silent Deterrence

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“Very good, I’ll leave it to you then,” Qin Muye expressed a need for this kind of enthusiasm.

“Since everyone has now arrived, let’s begin this interstellar meeting.”

“Here he comes, the first to arrive is him.” This member of the Human Clan was one of the top echelons of the Star Cluster Empire, one of the actual rulers, possessing formidable strength. Coupled with the strength of the Star Cluster Empire being amongst the most powerful in the entire cosmos, it was naturally chaired by him.

“That’s all, I’ll handle the follow-up matters,” Black Hand said dryly.

“I see, anything else?” Qin Muye said he would talk when he had time after Black Hand finished.

“The Lord of the Endless Abyss still hasn’t arrived,” a discordant voice stated, which was in fact their main purpose.

“This darn meeting is so boring, I almost fell asleep,” Qin Muye recounted the situation to Black Hand.

“Master, actually, during the meeting…” Black Hand began to reanalyze the proceedings of the meeting for Qin Muye.

It’s not only about having many offspring but also about them growing rapidly; this is a demand in terms of quantity.

Besides, they also needed to change their appearance, not into that of humans, but by altering the aesthetics of various aliens.

Surely, wars are fought for benefits; no one fights without a profit, and the beneficiaries aren’t just the warring parties, but also various powers. Although officially forbidden, in reality, everyone loves to watch. There’s both entertainment and benefits to grab, who wouldn’t like that?

Everybody could sense the terrifying horror beneath the other’s human skin.

Of course, it wasn’t just Black Hand; Spirit Monster and those with smiling faces also needed to participate because this time the scope was very wide, involving nearly all the famous powers making a visit once more.

It’s not that Qin Muye didn’t care, but rather he felt there was nothing much to talk about.

Territory? He didn’t want it; it was too troublesome to manage and beyond his reach.

Just now, his human skin had begun to show signs of shifting. If he were to reveal his true form, even low-ranked S-level Transcendents might get hurt.

Fortunately, being an 8th tier, he suppressed it in an instant.

Black Hand was very troubled by this. It was truly just a show of power, though it was very successful, Qin Muye forgot to take the benefits.

Black Hand also picked up on Qin Muye’s intention. You talk all you want, but after he processed it in his mind, it was thrown into the garbage heap, and if it wasn’t somewhat useful, it might have been deleted right away.

Next, there were quality requirements to consider, such as the growth mold, development directions, and so on, which all needed to be controlled; otherwise, there was no way to become fast-selling goods.

Can’t solve a problem? He will just solve the problem itself, right? The problem itself is the world; without the world, these problems wouldn’t exist. Thus, his solution is to devour the world.

External sales might bring criticism from many civilizations, but they’ll criticize while they buy. One still needs to be mindful of appearances.

Just now, the other party had already successfully established their power.

But the other party’s behavior seemed utterly indifferent.

Establishing power doesn’t necessarily require a fight, and showing off muscles doesn’t have to involve killing the chicken to scare the monkey, especially with someone of similar power level where things could easily spiral out of control.

As for beauty, it’s even more of a no-go; with his current situation, he’s all but estranged from his wife.

Being able to leave undetected and without anyone noticing, this level of strength alone was enough to make the aliens in attendance take notice. No one would be foolish enough to think the other party was scared or only had one trick up their sleeve. Those with such arrogance wouldn’t live long enough to become S-level; they’d have been killed early on due to underestimating their opponents.

Those eligible to sit in this meeting were all 8th tier beings; 7th tier had no place here.

You can’t really expect a stone person to take a fancy to a human, can you? There might be unexpected possibilities, but it’s definitely not going to be the mainstream.

During the meeting, there were hints for Qin Muye to speak up, but Qin Muye pretended not to understand.

Qin Muye disappeared just like an invisible man.

Qin Muye was getting a bit impatient listening because he thought Black Hand was really trying to teach him how to engage in manipulative tactics, but the problem was he really didn’t want to play.

Qin Muye’s main selling point was an affordable price, which was his advantage, almost like thin profits but high turnover.

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Power and beauty, he had even less need for those. He was quite indifferent to such matters, to the extent that he didn’t even bother dealing with the Endless Abyss.

Among the stars, a colossal palace was filled with various oddly-shaped aliens. These aliens all had one thing in common, that is, they were powerful.

Upon closer consideration, the Blue Song aliens felt somewhat embarrassed, as their kind was carbon-based.

The benefits they lacked could be compensated for later through other means.

Therefore, Qin Muye couldn’t abandon the mainstream and opt for a niche market because he was in it to make money, not to realize the dreams of some XP-oddity aliens.

So the meeting could only conclude after discussing matters concerning other S-class Transcendents.

All the aliens retracted their gazes; no one spoke up to provoke a challenge or stand out as the leader, as everyone present was knowledgeable.

He still needed to further modify the Blue Song aliens into qualified products; otherwise, they would be a tough sell.

They could also tell that his “human skin” was probably a recent fit, as the occasional cracks that emerged on his body were enough to show that it wasn’t very sturdy.

The leading member of the Human Clan glanced at the speaking mist, an alien from a race similar to gaseous life forms, also an 8th-order being.

Both benefits and status are derivatives of power. Qin Muye showcased his strength, and although he didn’t cause a huge commotion, this was much more effective than making a scene, and at least he didn’t offend anyone.

There is certainly a great difference in the aesthetic views between species.

Now, he was not as when he was on the Magic Continent, lacking in strength and needing to devise all sorts of strategies. Even in the 8th-tier server, if he couldn’t completely dominate, he was still at the pinnacle of the pyramid and didn’t need to be too concerned with many things.

Otherwise, what else could he do? As a Governor, if he wasn’t dealing with these matters, then what should he be doing? Normally, these matters should be handled by Lords, but Qin Muye wasn’t the type of Lord focused on domestic affairs, so it was certainly the work of hidden hands.

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Thus, the meeting ended under such a peculiar circumstance, but no one felt that Qin Muye had given up the corresponding authority, only that he had reserved it, likely thinking it unnecessary for now.

Therefore, everyone had a consensus that he was absolutely ruthless. From his appearance, he should originally belong to the Human Clan, but after becoming stronger, he had relinquished his original form and species, becoming this unnameable Chaos-like existence.

No matter how clever the conspiracy, if he simply swallowed the world, that would solve everything.

In the universe, there’s more than just carbon-based life forms; there are also silicon-based, gaseous, liquid, and many other exotic life forms, so it’s difficult to please everyone.

Stir up another war to ensure a continuous flow of arms and slave trades.

After successfully gauging Qin Muye’s true strength, the subsequent division of the spoils would be much easier.

At that moment, all the aliens suddenly turned their gaze towards Qin Muye’s seat. They didn’t know when, but there sat a figure with an unclear appearance that was twisted and Chaos-like. Some of the lesser 8th-order beings began to tremble involuntarily at the sight of him.

This was quite an awkward situation, but it was okay. It didn’t matter that they hadn’t received the benefits, establishing the status was what mattered.

This did not make the aliens present feel that Qin Muye was scared; on the contrary, they became more wary of Qin Muye’s strength.

He had some experience with this kind of thing; he had done it before on the Magic Continent and in the Warlock Dynasty, always managing to make arms sales soar.

What followed was naturally deepening cooperation and then earning resources.

For the Shining Universe, however, it was just a minor affair. The universe was vast, and there were no small conflicts everywhere, with large-scale wars breaking out every day.

But during the process, Qin Muye remained silent, leaving everyone somewhat puzzled. This was the moment when he should put forth his demands, and everyone else should then haggle over a reasonable division that they could accept.

Knowledge was something he did want, but the problem was that they definitely wouldn’t give it up. He had already obtained the basics, and the core knowledge was a secret; how could they possibly give it to him? He could only rely on the Spirit Monster spies to stealthily acquire it.

As for being overlooked? No one would be foolish enough to think so; if they faced such a problem with their level of perception, they might as well wait for death, for there would be no salvation.

Making money, well, that’s not embarrassing at all.

Resources? He was selling arms and the latest slaves; it was unlikely he would run short.

Sitting there for so long without anyone noticing was proof enough of his strength.