Swallowing the Stars: The Puzzle of Everything!

Chapter 50 The Plan to Steal the Country 1.0

"As expected, no matter the time, it's always the life of the party that's most profitable."

Perseus casually swiped the light screen, scanning over missions of varying danger levels, occasionally clicking into the mission interface to check the comments.

Suddenly, his fingers paused.

Seemingly having discovered something important, Perseus frowned, somewhat uncertainly exited the comments section, and then clicked back into the previous task.

A comment appeared before his eyes.

"Don't forget why the Giant Axe Arena has been purging alien races for the past few decades!"

Giant Axe Arena... Wiping out alien races...

"Number 1, please gather relevant information from the forum."

Clearly, Number 1 also realized the seriousness of the problem.

Without Perseus's prompting, he began to actively search for keywords, make more detailed filters, and replicate the relevant content on a new interface.

"A big shot? An alien attack?"

It's the Domain Lord who returned to the Universe Kingdom from the Giant Axe Arena!

By scanning the comments on the screen, Perseus quickly pieced together the general situation from the scattered pieces of information.

It can only be said that the descendants of Yanji suffered an undeserved calamity.

A banquet involving all parties was disrupted when the protagonist was assassinated at the height of his triumph upon returning home. Even when the powerful members of the human race arrived, not only did the great figure from the Giant Axe Arena perish, but many of the immortal gods who participated in the banquet also perished.

The key issue is that humanity doesn't seem to have been able to catch the killer yet!

These geniuses, who rose through the battles of geniuses and the battles of the strong, and were carefully nurtured by the Virtual Universe Corporation and the Giant Axe Arena, are all on par with immortals.

Therefore, if the prince of the Giant Axe Arena were killed by an alien race, it would be quite normal for the human race to go mad and launch an indiscriminate massacre against the alien races within their territory.

Whether it's misplaced anger or revenge, it's all part of the same story.

These foreign tribes who make a living on the border are weak and suitable as targets for deterrence. Since we can't capture the strong ones who will take action, we'll start by eliminating them...

"What a remarkable human race."

Perseus's expression remained calm, but Number 1 knew that his master was angry, and the undercurrents hidden beneath the calm surface were more complex than imagined.

Perseus, the miner planet number 08726, really almost died there!

Although he later awakened his inner wisdom and gained a cheat ability, successfully transforming himself from a weakling into a powerful figure, none of this could change the sense of despair that Perseus felt before regaining his memories.

Despair... Haha, despair.

Perseus's gaze deepened as he looked at Number 1, his voice cold and menacing, carrying a hint of murderous intent.

"It seems we'll have to put the process of gathering toxins on the side of the Myriad Poison Clone."

"So, what does Master plan to do?"

"Of course," Perseus said, his lips slightly parted, "Start planting the nails!"

"The Mingguang Empire has over 17000 star systems and more than a thousand rudimentary civilizations. Rather than passively taking a beating, it's better to take the initiative. What if my Soul-Binding Wood Silk could turn into seeds and be passed down through generations? Given time, could I steal the entire Mingguang Empire?"

"And then what?"

"No matter how powerful a force or how strong a family, there will always be weak members. Using humans as a breeding ground, the remnants of the Yan Sacrifice can still thrive!"

Number 1 frowned upon hearing this. "What about the immortal gods?"

"The lower-level domain lords and realm lords can be hollowed out by insects, but immortal gods are far more difficult to deal with than ordinary strongmen. The long period of time has made their will exceptionally strong. If they do not have an absolute advantage, even if the master breaks through and the Soul-Binding Wood Silk evolves again... replacing them will not be a simple matter."

"Immortals, I truly cannot do anything to them now—"

Perseus's voice grew longer and longer, but there was not a trace of frustration in it.

At this moment, he thought of a conspiracy theory about "replacing the Chinese people" that he had heard in his previous life.

Learn from the barbarians' superior techniques to subdue them!

From commoners to the upper class, even geniuses who are controlled can become powerful. Similarly, even if the turnover rate is slow, given the chaotic state of the original universe, powerful individuals constantly fall in adventures, while newcomers rise one after another. The neglect of the lower class by the major peak races is the opportunity for the Yanji descendants to rise up.

Of course, all of this must be based on the further evolution of the Soul-Binding Wood Silk.

"Number 1, immortality only means eternal lifespan, not that you will never die."

"The major cosmic nations do not value the intermediate civilizations under their command. It is normal for an immortal power to rise or fall. So as long as we have enough territory and enough geniuses, we can slowly replace the real strongmen in the human race."

This time, Number 1 finally kept quiet.

He seemed to be persuaded, and he vaguely saw the future prospects of the Soul-Binding Wood Silk. His master seemed to intend to 'colonize' the entire universe.

Make the bones and blood of your enemies your subjects, and build your cold throne by stepping on the corpses of humanity.

Such revenge is more terrifying than physical annihilation.

Similar methods can be applied to the demon race, which is also a life form of flesh and blood, but they seem to have no effect on the mechanical race and the insect race... no, they should be said to have no effect at all.

Machine races recognize a master from the moment they are born!

While the Zerg do indeed have the potential to recognize a master, they are all outstanding soul masters, and their survival mode is somewhat biased towards a single queen and mindless mass production of warriors. Although the other twelve ancient insects each have their own characteristics, their numbers are far fewer than those of humans and demons. No matter how secretive the control of the Soul-Binding Wood Silk is, it is hard to guarantee that clues will not be discovered.

Thinking of this, Number 1 simply expressed his concerns directly.

"Mechanoids? Zerg?"

Perseus smiled slightly upon hearing this. "I didn't say we'd attack them now."

"One must eat one bite at a time, and fight enemies one by one. Since I am in human territory, I should naturally choose the easier targets."

"The first version of the plan to seize the country will be tentatively set in the Mingguang Empire!"

"Number 1, use the signal that we have encrypted three times to send a message through the virtual universe. Tell Tuo'er and the others to find a way to start by targeting a weak, rudimentary civilization. Infiltrate the royal family members first, and then try to contact the strongest domain lord. My suggestion is to enslave the weak royal family members first and help them break through to the domain lord level."

"As for their ancestral domain lords..."

Suddenly, a murderous glint flashed in the eyes of the red-haired, red-eyed youth.

"Let's just kill them!"

"Soul enslavement, coercion, and bribery are all inappropriate and could lead to exposure. Wouldn't it be much better to have Tuo'er and the others disguise themselves as former royal family members' servants to assist in seizing the throne?"

Number 1 immediately buried himself in sending messages.

A moment later, he looked up again at Perseus.

"The master has finished sending!"

"According to my calculations, controlling a royal member of cosmic level is the simplest, but to be on the safe side, we need to control the number of times we make our moves."

"Does the master intend to control a few rudimentary civilized nations first?"