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I Can Program My Body?-Chapter 440: Registering Earth Civilization
Hearing Alistair’s words, Nash felt touched.
Having gotten what they wanted, the Nova Sector didn’t need to be so extravagant.
If they just wanted to maintain their relationship, simple contact was enough.
Giving them unlimited access to their personal Private Virtual Server and the Hollow Core Chamber, the loss was not small, even for the Nova Sector.
Much less the Hollow Core Chamber, where they could directly siphon merits. Just letting them borrow the inconspicuous private virtual server was already significant.
Depending on the data they would need, it could either slow or even halt the Nova Sector’s progress.
In this advanced age of technology, the loss of virtual connection was a fatal attack that could strike the heart of a civilization.
Witnessing this generosity, Nash wasn’t about to be stingy.
"In exchange for your investment, I promise priority for the Nova Sector for any territory we conquer in the coming cosmic competition."
"What did you say?" Alistair asked in shock.
"I said, the Nova Sector could have priority to take over all projects in the territory we conquer." Nash repeated with a smile.
As long as the Nova Sector had the ability and could afford it, he didn’t mind giving them all project and investment opportunities for the wild territory they could conquer.
"This—" Still unable to believe Nash’s words, Alistair couldn’t help but fall into a daze.
Although it was merely a priority, it was a massive opportunity for the Nova Sector.
As long as they could afford it, no one could compete with them.
Thinking of all the potential and wealth of a wild, void territory, Alistair couldn’t help but tremble in excitement.
Of course, all this would be useless if Nash failed to conquer even a piece of territory.
"How about it, are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied! More than satisfied! It seems the Nova Sector has not only produced a top talent but also a generous saint!" Alistair praised endlessly. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
"No need to be so serious." Nash quickly waved his hand.
Having a Planetary seedling praise him needlessly was somewhat overwhelming.
Confirming the exchange, the two began to talk through the details.
From how they could operate the Virtual Private Server and a special back door to the Hollow Core Chamber, to the range of priority investment Nash was talking about.
After hours, they formally drafted everything into a contract, using the highest standard available in the Chronos Empire.
It wasn’t that they didn’t trust each other, but so that others couldn’t exploit any loopholes, causing needless losses.
It could also deter the ill-intentioned from interfering with their power and influence.
"From now on, the Nova Sector is your closest ally."
"Likewise..."
Finishing their negotiation with a handshake, they bid each other goodbye.
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Returning to his quarters, instead of resting, he called Camilla to confirm their registration for the next stage of the cosmic competition.
"How was your talk with the leader of the Nova Sector?" Camilla asked as they walked outside the planetary battleship.
"It went fine..." Nash smiled, recounting what they had talked about.
"Awesome! It seems the Nova Sector is about to rise. Unfortunately, we won’t be there to see it."
"What are you talking about? We have our own path to follow."
With the last stage of the cosmic competition, they could either rise to the sky or perish on the way.
They were no longer the same as in the past, when they had to rely on a sector for everything.
"Haha, indeed. The Nova Sector might not even catch up with us." Camilla smiled in wonder.
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Talking and laughing, they quickly arrived at the Cosmic Armageddon.
Returning to the place, they began to ask around where they could register.
The registration was used not only to confirm their participation but also to determine if they wanted to include their civilization, family, or private force in the fray.
Following the guidance of one of the personnel, they quickly arrived at the registration site.
"We want to register our participation in the next stage of the Cosmic Competition." Nash said, looking at the registrar.
"Name? Sector of Origin? Do you have a force you want to include?"
"Nash Navre from the Nova Sector. I want to register Earth Civilization under my rule to join the conquest in the Cosmic Competition."
"Nash Navre?" Hearing the familiar name, the registrar couldn’t help but pay more attention to Nash.
As one of the great talents in this batch of cosmic competition, Nash’s reputation wasn’t to be underestimated.
Listing the name, he began to jot down the name of the force Nash wanted to register.
"There will be a process before we can include Earth Civilization. Otherwise, it will be transferred to the Solaris Camila in about half a year at most." The registrar reminded.
"Oh? Is there any limitation I need to know?"
"Yes, like the Domain Level Cosmic Competition, the number of top powers that can be included is limited."
"For a team with a level 6 shelter such as yourself, you can include 1 Tier 8 War God Powerhouse, 10,000 Tier 7 War Saints or corresponding tier of battleship, and a million Tier 6 War Emperors or corresponding tier of battleship."
"Furthermore, these forces must be under you and willing before they can be transferred. Otherwise, it will be voided."
Reading the documents Eldora had given, there didn’t seem to be such rules.
Although there was a limit to the number of Tier 8 powerhouses, there was no limitation for the powerhouses below.
After all, the more a force invested, the greater the success one had in conquering and expanding the Chronos Empire territory.
As for fairness? What was that? Letting everyone participate was the greatest benevolence the Chronos Empire could offer.
If they could achieve something with it, then good. If not, then it wasn’t a loss either.
Thus, hearing such stringent rules, Nash couldn’t help but be puzzled.
"Is this rule just added?"
"Yes, this change was made recently. To limit the number of uncertainties and chaos, top powerhouses and technology were limited as per the level of a team’s shelter."







