My Right Hand Allows Me to Merge Thousands of Races-Chapter 173 - 127: Try to Steal My Giant Dragon, I’ll Kill You All!

Chapter 173: Chapter 127: Try to Steal My Giant Dragon, I’ll Kill You All!

Human Federation, Fifth-level Self-looping City, Tieshan City.

Blessed Treasure Pavilion Headquarters.

In the top floor meeting room, an emergency meeting was convened.

The company’s top executives appeared here via holographic projections.

"Everyone, I just received news that our exploration team encountered big trouble in the North Sea Ruins project." The middle-aged chairman, dressed in a suit, said gravely to the crowd.

Hearing this, everyone present frowned.

"Is it our competitor, playing dirty?"

"What did the exploration team encounter? Pirates? Local warlords? Or terrorists?" someone asked.

Beep~

A remote control button was pressed.

A holographic image appeared above the conference table, depicting a pirate warship, with a flag of a blood-red sword-wielding skeleton.

"It’s the Blood Corpse Pirates." The chairman said solemnly, "Their leader is the ’Magma Emperor’ Dumitru Legizamon, one of the Five Emperors of the North Sea. Their 79th Squad plundered the Naga Race’s sea city, ’Snow Algara.’ The squad leader, Alex, is King-level Tier Six; the deputy leader, Basil, is King-level Tier Four, both are True King-level powerhouses."

"The exploration team was attacked, and communication has been cut off, leaving 289 team members’ fates unknown."

Bang!

Someone slammed the table heavily.

"Outrageous! Do these damn pirates want to extort the Treasure Pavilion?" someone fumed, saying indignantly, "Do they really think our company is so easy to bully?"

Someone next to him shook his head, saying in a deep voice, "These aren’t ordinary pirates... The Five Emperors are the overlords of the North Sea, and the Emperor-level powerhouses have the capability of destroying countries single-handedly. The seven small countries in the North Sea don’t dare provoke the pirate groups of the Five Emperors."

Upon hearing this, the people of the Treasure Pavilion fell silent.

The Treasure Pavilion is wealthy and resourceful, with an incredibly strong company as a globally renowned business group... that’s true.

However, an Emperor-level threat!

That’s not something that can be overcome with money.

In the Human Federation, the means to deal with King-level and lesser enemies are conventional military forces.

Above that, there are ’Tactical Level’ weapons, capable of dealing with Saint King-level creatures.

And Emperor-level mecha and weapons are ’Strategic Level.’

Strategic weapons are prepared for the next Celestial Convergence, the lifeblood for the survival of the human race as a whole.

Unless absolutely necessary, they cannot be deployed.

In other words, even if the Treasure Pavilion sought help from the Human Federation, the Human Alliance Military couldn’t possibly deploy an Emperor Mecha all the way to the North Sea to wipe out the Magma Emperor of the Blood Corpse Pirates...

The Treasure Pavilion is just a private company, and while it may have a Human Federation official background, it is ultimately just a group of business people.

"This is excessive. What is the Naga Race’s government army doing? We paid so much money to contract the ruin project. Wasn’t it agreed that the Naga Navy would provide security for our exploration team? And yet, as soon as the pirates came, they all ran off!"

"It was just a small squad of the Blood Corpse Pirates, and they dared not fight? So damn cowardly, damn it!" someone was seething with rage.

These Other Races are so shameless, breaking their promises, taking money with a smile, speaking sweetly, but when real trouble comes, they’ll sell you out without hesitation!

"Everyone be quiet," the chairman sternly ordered.

He scanned the crowd with a commanding gaze and said, "I have contacted the Human Federation officials, and they will apply diplomatic pressure to the Five Emperors of the North Sea."

"Pressure? What good is pressure, you can’t reason with terrorists. We need to send the military there for an iron-fist suppression, or our project will fail!" one person snorted coldly, "The pirates will undoubtedly seize the ruins and extort us."

"It won’t fail, rest assured. We have two options now," the chairman told everyone, "Firstly, use our connections to negotiate with the Magma Emperor, prepare a ransom, pay some ’protection fees,’ and turn big troubles into small ones. Secondly, hire a mercenary army from the Mercenary Empire to suppress them."

The Mercenary Empire is a rather unique country. It is a complex state with people from all races, where everyone is a soldier and doesn’t produce goods, specializing in providing mercenary services as long as you pay them.

"The second option!" someone decided without hesitation, speaking resolutely, "I refuse to compromise. If we pay the ransom once, everyone will think the Treasure Pavilion is easy prey, a fat sheep without sharp teeth they can slaughter at will."

"Yes, that’s right. Compromise once, and there will be a second, third time. What ’protection fee’? We have plenty of money, but we cannot be blackmailed or extorted. It’s too humiliating. I won’t stand for it. Even if this project fails, I’ll confront them head-on!"

"Right, instead of paying the ransom, we should hire mercenaries to drive away these greedy damn pirates."

There are several powerful wealthy individuals present, all listed on the Human Federation’s rich list, making them tycoons whose wealth rivals nations, with their stakes in the Treasure Pavilion being just one of their many assets. They have industries in other areas too.

The wealthy individuals here are very proud and unwilling to be extorted or blackmailed, preferring to lose money rather than compromise.

"Why should I, who have so much money, be threatened with money?"

Even if the project fails, and I lose hundreds of billions, I can’t let you earn a single cent of ransom.

"Ahem... everyone calm down, we’re all doing business here, let’s not oppose money, after all, we’re all businessmen, don’t act on impulse."

Of course, the shareholders of the Treasure Pavilion are not all super-rich who don’t care about money either.

Someone immediately stood up to mediate: "We have to save this project, and think of a way to rescue the hundreds of employees of the exploration team, everyone calm down, and listen to what the chairman has to say."