System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 986 - 370: "Three Months?

"Of course, that sounds good!"

The Great Elder's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise: "Can you solve this virus issue?"

They hadn't even identified the virus, so it was naturally difficult for them to solve it.

"I have a seventy percent chance, but I need some time. Let's first discuss the payments. What price are you prepared to pay? I need iron ore and various resources, no need for Murphy Stone. You have three chances to offer a price."

"If I'm tempted, I'll stay and help you solve this."

"If not, then we'll meet again if destined, and..."

Before Chen Mang could finish, the Great Elder seriously looked at Chen Mang: "All resources. As long as you can solve this problem, and let the Rough Civilization have a Divine Arrow, all the resources of the Rough Civilization will be yours!"

"Including this territory and mining star, they will be yours."

"This civilization territory spanning billions of light-years is also yours."

"..."

Chen Mang fell silent gradually, his mouth twitched slightly. After a long time, he said quietly, "You're very good at negotiating. Just the first offer is tempting, but..."

"You don't sound like you're making a genuine offer; are you preparing to default?"

"My accounts aren't so easy to default on."

This is driving me mad!

He wanted to make a huge profit, but they can't take him for a fool. If all resources are given to him, what will they use? In the future, will they need anything? While some can live on love and fresh air, can they live on Divine Arrows and fresh air?

As long as they have a Divine Arrow, can everything else be dispensed with?

Instead of resorting to warfare to plunder at the end, he could just act now without wasting time figuring out any cure.

He squinted his eyes slightly.

The doors of the Constant Star Train chamber slowly closed, and the "Built-in Fire Control System" hidden inside the train chamber was ready to execute at a moment's notice, prepared to annihilate this group of elders here, essentially leaving the Rough Civilization leaderless.

"Not at all."

The Great Elder took a deep breath before looking seriously at Chen Mang, speaking each word carefully: "It's come to this, so I'll be honest with you!"

"Although our Rough Civilization belongs to the 'Star Arrow Race,' we are merely a branch of it."

"Recently."

"The Star Arrow Race has broken through to a Ninth-level Civilization, moving towards becoming a Divine-level Civilization, and by some means reached out and gathered all Star Arrow Race members scattered across the universe, uniting everyone to collectively advance as a Divine-level Civilization!"

"At that time—"

"Within the agreed time, an extremely vast and complex 'Bloodline Wormhole' will bring back all clan members scattered in the universe, including our 'Rough Civilization,' to reconnect with the main clan."

"But..."

"To enter the Bloodline Wormhole, it must be led by a 'Divine Arrow.' Without it, entrance is impossible."

"This isn't a complicated issue for the 'Star Arrow Race,' since no Star Arrow Race would lack a Divine Arrow, but the Rough Civilization just happens not to have one, and the time is three months away."

"If a Divine Arrow isn't birthed within three months, Rough Civilization will lose the chance to return to the main clan. Even if a Divine Arrow emerges later, the clan won't activate an incredibly costly Bloodline Wormhole solely for us."

"This is our only opportunity."

"So..."

"If you can truly help us solve this within three months and produce a Divine Arrow, we will leave all resources to you."

"The Bloodline Wormhole can rapidly gather clan members scattered across the universe, spanning a distance of billions of light-years, an exceedingly impressive figure. But the price is that nothing can be carried into the wormhole, not even clothing; entry must be entirely naked, as if newly born into this world."

"Aside from the Bloodline Wormhole, there's basically no method to gather all clan members dispersed in the universe."

"..."

Chen Mang pondered without speaking, comprehending why the Rough Civilization felt so urgent. The opportunity to become part of a Divine-level Civilization naturally made them anxious, and the Star Arrow Race's unity is also strong.

Of course.

It's mainly because of their small numbers.

The Human Race wouldn't do; there are simply too many Human individuals. Never mind, creating a Bloodline Wormhole for the Human Race would surely have astronomical costs.

Just...

"Three months?"

Chen Mang shook his head, looking at the Great Elder and softly said, "You've misunderstood. I can only help you ensure the birth of more Divine Archers. Those already poisoned and turned into Berserker chosen ones have no significance anymore; even if detoxified, they are already set."

"What I can do is merely ensure that your civilization's newborns won't carry this virus." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"How can a newborn infant become a Divine Archer?"

"This is beyond my help."

"Then it has no significance." The Great Elder's eyes revealed a trace of sadness: "Only if a Divine Arrow is birthed within three months does it matter for further negotiation, and the Rough Civilization is willing to pay any price."

"If this can't be achieved."

"The Rough Civilization will become the only branch of the Star Arrow Race drifting externally."

He had withheld one crucial piece of information.

That being...

The Ninth-level 'Star Arrow Race' explicitly told all branches that those not assembled through the Bloodline Wormhole within the stipulated time would have all their chosen forces nullified.

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"This is our only opportunity."

"So..."

"If you can truly help us solve this within three months and produce a Divine Arrow, we will leave all resources to you."

"The Bloodline Wormhole can rapidly gather clan members scattered across the universe, spanning a distance of billions of light-years, an exceedingly impressive figure. But the price is that nothing can be carried into the wormhole, not even clothing; entry must be entirely naked, as if newly born into this world."

"Aside from the Bloodline Wormhole, there's basically no method to gather all clan members dispersed in the universe."

"..."

Chen Mang pondered without speaking, comprehending why the Rough Civilization felt so urgent. The opportunity to become part of a Divine-level Civilization naturally made them anxious, and the Star Arrow Race's unity is also strong.

Of course.

It's mainly because of their small numbers.

The Human Race wouldn't do; there are simply too many Human individuals. Never mind, creating a Bloodline Wormhole for the Human Race would surely have astronomical costs.

Just...

"Three months?"

Chen Mang shook his head, looking at the Great Elder and softly said, "You've misunderstood. I can only help you ensure the birth of more Divine Archers. Those already poisoned and turned into Berserker chosen ones have no significance anymore; even if detoxified, they are already set."

"What I can do is merely ensure that your civilization's newborns won't carry this virus."

"How can a newborn infant become a Divine Archer?"

"This is beyond my help."

"Then it has no significance." The Great Elder's eyes revealed a trace of sadness: "Only if a Divine Arrow is birthed within three months does it matter for further negotiation, and the Rough Civilization is willing to pay any price."

"If this can't be achieved."

"The Rough Civilization will become the only branch of the Star Arrow Race drifting externally."

He had withheld one crucial piece of information.

That being...

The Ninth-level 'Star Arrow Race' explicitly told all branches that those not assembled through the Bloodline Wormhole within the stipulated time would have all their chosen forces nullified.

He actually withheld one piece of crucial information.

That being...

The newly emerged Ninth-level 'Star Arrow Race' clearly informed all branches that those who fail to gather through the Bloodline Wormhole within the given time will have all their chosen one's powers canceled.

He had actually withheld an essential piece of information.

That is...

The emergent Ninth-level 'Star Arrow Race' notified all branches that, if they failed to regroup via the Bloodline Wormhole within the allotted period, all the power granted to their chosen ones would be revoked.

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