Published: February 13, 2025
“Do you want those captives? What use are they?” Pao Bai asked in confusion.
In order to eliminate the influence of the Eight Heads on Dark Strip City as quickly as possible, the actions against these eight races were filled with bloodshed.
Neither Ye Zhongming nor Pao Bai participated in the process, but they could imagine what it was like.
The leadership and warriors were all killed, leaving behind only ordinary civilians or low-ranking warriors.
Although most of the Eight Head's kin had already died, there were still quite a few captives left, and various races divided them up to use as laborers or miners.
“They're useful. Do you have any?” Ye Zhongming could have talked to those small races about this earlier, but he didn't want to tarnish his image by revealing his true intentions for these lives just yet.
“Of course, I don't have any in my hands. They're all arranged by the clan, but I can go ask. Just tell me how many you need,” Pao Bai replied.
Pao Bai's current status was not ordinary. Among the four great experts of the Star-Eye Clan (excluding Luo She), he was one of them and the youngest with the greatest potential. He had been the Star of Hope before, still was, and would continue to be in the future.
His words carried weight in the clan.
Moreover, Pao Bai was different from Ye Zhongming in one aspect: his prestige was higher in the Star-Eye Clan's army. The Silver Camp regarded him as their leader, loyal to him. If Pao Bai faced any unfair treatment, they would dare to confront the clan on his behalf.
Ye Zhongming thought for a moment. If he asked for too many, it might attract the attention of the Star-Eye Clan, so he said, “Let's start with one hundred.”
Pao Bai nodded in agreement, but then hesitated.
“I have kept your items for you: ten thousand Kegang level items, twenty Crimson Condensation level items, and one Renyi level item suitable for you, which is a pair of long daggers.”
Pao Bai immediately became excited.
“But the price will be the market price,” Ye Zhongming's next sentence instantly dampened Pao Bai's enthusiasm.
However, Pao Bai quickly composed himself and said, “That makes sense. These equipments can't all be given to our Silver Camp; some have to be left for Old Jin, and the rest still need to be handed over. So, it should use the market price.”
“We can't do something shameless first and then continue to take advantage shamelessly.”
Pao Bai recalled the change in the clan's attitude towards Ye Zhongming, and he still felt a fire in his heart.
“By the way, didn't we eliminate the Eight Heads? Some races in the Myriad Clans Assembly are using this to attack us. It's those dwarves leading the charge. I heard they're about to enter the voting stage, but the exact results should not be out yet; otherwise, Jie Su would have told us.”
Upon hearing Pao Bai's words, Ye Zhongming frowned.
This matter could be grave or trivial.
Genocide occurs from time to time, but it mostly involves the extermination of small races. Even if the reasons stem from the exploitation and oppression by other races, at least on the surface, it appears to be a natural extinction, so no one cares.
However, the Star-Eye Clan and the Alliance of Small Races were different; they directly used bloody means to massacre eight medium-sized races, which was tantamount to openly starting a war.
In the best-case scenario, the other races might listen to your explanation, believe it was a personal feud, and just symbolically punish you. In the worst case, they would want to settle accounts.
Currently, the Star-Eye Clan did not have a good relationship with the Hall People, who would rather see them dead, so the situation would not be easily resolved.
“Don't think about it. We don't yet qualify to participate in such high-level games,” Pao Bai patted Ye Zhongming's shoulder and then asked, “How much longer do you think until you become a great expert?”
This was a concern shared by him and Jie Su and Isabella. Before leaving the planet hunting grounds, Ye Zhongming had around eighty thousand fuleira. If everything went smoothly, according to his previous speed, he should be able to reach that milestone in one or two cosmic years.