I Can Program My Body?-Chapter 431: Final Month (2)

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Chapter 431: Final Month (2)

Called by Eldora, Nash, Elizabeth, Blair, Lionas, Varra, and Lorenzo came promptly.

Although they knew what Eldora wanted, they couldnโ€™t reject this figurehead leader. ๐’ป๐“‡๐‘’๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ๐‘’๐’ท๐“ƒโ„ด๐‘ฃ๐˜ฆ๐‘™.๐’ธโ„ด๐˜ฎ

After all, Eldora had indeed led the Solaris Alliance quite well.

Arriving at the Solaris Shelter, Eldora greeted them at the entrance.

"Welcome, everyone. I apologize for the hasty invitation."

"Itโ€™s nothing. The competition is about to end anyway," Lorenzo said leisurely.

They were only waiting for the Void Administrator to have full access to this uncharted zone.

Once it had complete control, they could finally leave this place and relax in the real world.

Not having much to do, they didnโ€™t mind entertaining Eldora.

"Please, come inside..."

Inviting them in, Eldora began to serve luxurious food and drinks.

Seeing them eat, he finally expressed his intention.

"As you know, Fanfir, our mysterious beast, is stuck at 99% progression. To reach level 7, I need your help," Eldora said straightforwardly.

"What can you offer?" Varra asked, not averse to the idea.

"You can state your conditions. Me and the Solari Family will do our best to fulfill them."

"Oh? So generous?"

"Are you sure about this?"

Having the full bargaining power, various thoughts quickly flashed through their minds.

Although they didnโ€™t want to admit it, the Solari Family was undoubtedly the overlord above all in the Solaris Domain.

Whether it came to power, wealth, or influence, no one among them could compare.

Even the Liberty Alliance, a group of hundreds of thousands of sectors, could only come close to it.

Making up their minds, they quickly stated their conditions to Eldora one after another.

Although somewhat demanding, desperate for his goal, Eldora could only grit his teeth and agree.

Having a level 7 shelter made all the difference when it came to the Galactic Level Cosmic Competition.

Without it, they could only be bullied by others with no chance to fight back.

Apparent to this was the result of the Solaris Domain in past galactic-level cosmic competitions.

They were either subservient to others or on the way to death.

Having a level 7 shelter, they could at least fight with dignity.

Knowing the importance of such a matter, the others also didnโ€™t make it difficult.

Although their conditions were demanding, they werenโ€™t so outrageous as to touch the interests of the Solari Family.

Finally, after drafting agreements for the five of them, Eldora turned to Nash, who hadnโ€™t spoken up till now.

"I know we have some disagreements, but I really need your help. Please..." Eldora said sincerely.

Tapping the table, Nash was unable to decide.

Heโ€™d already reserved his tier 6 resources for various teams in the Star Alliance that still hadnโ€™t advanced to level 5 shelter.

Although heโ€™d given them unlimited tier 5 resources, some teams had low-potential mysterious beasts or complicated architectural shelters.

To reach level 5, the time wasnโ€™t enough.

Planning to reward them, Nash planned to distribute some of the tier 6 resources heโ€™d acquired this month.

There were even some other teams that had reached 99% progression to level 5 shelter.

With some tier 6 resources, they should be able to advance to another level.

Having already promised they would still obey the arrangements of the Star Alliance in the next stage of the competition, Nash was ready to give them all the tier 6 resources he had.

However, upon seeing everyone readily give Eldora their resources, he realized that having a level 7 shelter should not only benefit the Solaris Team, but also everyone.

"Can you tell me first, how does the Galactic Level Competition work?"

Because of the backwardness of the Nova Sector, which hadnโ€™t even passed through the Galactic Level Cosmic Competition, Nash had no idea what mode they would be competing in.

Although heโ€™d been able to ask veteran teams in the Star Alliance for information, it only allowed him to form a vague idea.

Meanwhile, hearing Nashโ€™s question, Eldora generously provided him with a stack of information.

"This is the full details my Family gathered from previous Galactic Level Cosmic Competitions."

Nodding, Nash opened the introductory book, explaining the competitionโ€™s format.

The Galactic Level Competition was the final stage, where all talents from across the Chronos Empire competed.

If the Sector Level was where they chose the best, and the Domain Level was where they tested their leadership and ability to combat the dark beasts, the Galactic Level was where they conquered territory.

Every survivor in the Domain Competition would be sent into a wild void territory teeming with dark beasts.

Their goal was to clear every dark beast and build a stable connection to the dark plane, thus establishing a Domain Territory.

Thatโ€™s right, from individual fighting to group battles, the final competition was about territorial building.

This was also how the Chronos Empire continuously expanded its territory while simultaneously suppressing the spread of dark beasts.

Unfortunately, for every batch of galactic-level cosmic competition, there was only a 0.001% chance it would be successful.

Even then, with a batch every 10 years, the Chronos Empire could expand to a thousand domain territories every million years.

Reading the detailed rules and general process of how the galactic-level cosmic competition proceeded, Nash quickly understood why they were eager to have even a level 7 shelter.

Like a beacon, a level 7 shelter was a necessity so that they could have a stable footing in the wild void territory once they arrived.

Although they could use battleships, even bring their entire planetary civilization to join them, it wasnโ€™t enough.

Without a cornerstone to stabilize everything, their battleships and civilization might be ripped apart the moment they arrived.

Although they could ally with other Domain Territories to prevent this, the things theyโ€™d have to give were too much.

Much less freedom, theyโ€™d be thankful enough if they werenโ€™t immediately sent on a death mission.

Reading the experiences of their predecessors from the Solaris Domain, Nash couldnโ€™t help but feel solemn.

"What do you say? Are you willing to help me?"