From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 443: Using Other People's Money to Do Your Own Business!

The otherworldly trial was proceeding slowly but firmly. In this unfamiliar world, the group of trial-takers was little by little perfecting that realm.

They planted the seeds, then hurried non-stop to fetch water to irrigate them.

On Earth, this would be an incredibly simple task, but on this continent, it proved immensely difficult.

They set out from the coast, walked to the planting zones, and then had to trek back from the planting zones to the sea, utilizing every available tool to draw water before returning to the seeds.

During this process, people continuously collapsed. The water in their hands spilled onto the ground, wasting all their previous efforts and forcing them to return to the sea to draw water all over again.

Twice the normal gravity was simply too much pressure for ordinary humans. Even with the assistance of Transcendent power, they found it somewhat difficult to sustain themselves.

After just one day, more than five thousand people had collapsed on the path to fetch water.

These people did not die. Instead, with their bodies pushed past their breaking points, they sprawled on the ground and dragged themselves inch by inch toward the Tree of Life.

The Transcendent guidance told them that staying where they were meant certain death, but crawling over there would at least allow them to survive.

Thus, they managed to survive here, but survival was all it was.By the time they dragged themselves over, they had already lost their qualifications for the trial. However, the Tree of Life did not abandon them. Specks of green light sprinkled over their bodies, gradually inspiring a sense of Faith in the Celtic Divine Pantheon within their hearts.

The eliminations had begun, but compared to the brutality of the first round, this gentle approach actually fostered a sense of belonging to the Celtic Bloodline among this group of Transcendent Beings.

They even began to revere this Tree of Life, and their slow prayers initiated a gradual transformation of this world!

Naturally, this scene was observed by nations all over the globe.

"Hmph! I knew these Deities were not so kind-hearted. Isn't this so-called trial just a performance to absorb Faith?" People from various countries could obviously see through this. They could even see that those individuals they had gathered, who had gained Transcendent Knowledge and abilities, had also developed a favorable impression of the Celtic gods!

This trial was fundamentally an incredibly clear Open Strategy, a test by the Celtic Divine Pantheon to expand its influence.

Now, the countries of the world had also realized the truth. The revival of these Divine Pantheons definitely aimed to plunder Faith, and such events were bound to happen again in the future.

This time, it was merely a simple preview. Many people knew exactly what was going on in their hearts.

But their mockery was just that—mockery. Most had probably already figured out what they should do in the future struggle for Faith.

If they could be chosen, they certainly would not hesitate to cozy up to a Divine Pantheon first. After all, the recent global political situation had vividly demonstrated the difference between having backing and lacking it!

Even Golden Hair only dared to fleece Southeast Asia, Central Europe, and South Korea. He did not choose to go to Japan, a place he normally would have visited to fleece once more.

After all, they no longer had the final say over that land. Although the appearance of Onmyoji and Yokai made life quite miserable for the people there, it also meant they had regained the ability to determine their own destinies.

Sometimes, being able to control one's own destiny was far more important than merely scraping by.

Take, for example, the people currently sitting in the spacious London Parliament hall.

Not many had come; in fact, there were representatives from fewer than twenty countries in total. They were all globally renowned Major Powers, as only they were qualified to negotiate terms with modern Great Britain.

A starved camel is still bigger than a horse. Although Great Britain had lost Northern Ireland and could not even maintain control over its overseas territories, and though the lack of various Nobles and bureaucratic systems had left the country nearly semi-paralyzed, it was still not something those small nations could mess with.

Moreover, because they held the Key to the new world this time, even the arrogant Golden Hair, the Church-reliant Italian Prime Minister Lomeini, and Gustav XVI, who was backed by the Asgardian Pantheon...

...all chose to sit quietly in the audience, watching the three people in front of them begin their deceptive pitch!

William spoke first, "I apologize. My father is waiting at Tintagel Castle, where King Arthur once resided, for the birth of the new king. He is unable to welcome you, so we must host you instead!"

"As for this new world, as you have seen, it is actually not a very good place. The environment is harsh. Harry has been there to take a look; the oxygen levels are quite low, requiring a breathing mask to visit. There are virtually no plants or animals either—it is just a desolate planet with an atmosphere." "We all feel that this exchange is merely a special kind of exile, but our Windsor Family and the Anglo-Saxon population on this entire island have no other choice!"

"I do not wish for you to follow us and suffer there. It is a barren, dead world..."

This was the classic tactic of playing hard to get—saying they did not want them to come precisely because they desperately needed them there.

"Prince William, we all know this. Just tell us your conditions directly!" Golden Hair said very bluntly. "We want to join the exploration and development of this Otherworld. What are your terms?"

Everyone understood. All this talk about not wanting them to go, or about it being the Windsor Family's territory, was just a roundabout way of saying one thing: they did not have enough money.

But among everyone sitting here, who was truly short on money?

Even if they were all deeply in debt, maxed out on liabilities, debt was debt and reality was reality. They held vast wealth and resources in their hands. How could they let such a golden opportunity slip by?

An unfamiliar world! A space almost entirely devoid of sentient life! Not to mention the scientific and mineral value, even straightforward immigration could bring in staggering revenue!

The planet beneath their feet had long been overwhelmed. Population pressure and resource shortages were issues every country had to consider, which was why there had been talks of migrating to Mars.

And now, a ready-made world had appeared right before their eyes. How could they not seize it?

Furthermore, this world was a natural shelter and a perfect backup plan. After all, everyone was well aware of the conflicts between the Deities.

Divine Wars had even occurred in America. With the revival of the Deities, no one knew how much longer they would live.

The Deities certainly valued Faith, but they did not care for mortal lives. To ensure their Families survived potential Divine Wars, expanding to another world seemed like a fantastic choice!

Many of those present shared this exact thought, causing a faint smile to ghost across William's face.

"Since the Great Leader has spoken, I will state my conditions! First, the primary continent belongs to the Windsor Family. That is a prerequisite. We need you to help us build up this first continent. Once it is fully developed, you can divide the remaining two continents among yourselves!"

Upon hearing this, looks of dissatisfaction appeared on everyone's faces. Three continents in total, and you claim an entire one for yourself? As if such a good deal existed!

Golden Hair immediately countered, "We can help with development and construction, but I want half of the first continent. The remaining continents can then be divided among us!"

The foreign minister of Russia also instantly chimed in, "We need a share of the first continent too. We absolutely cannot give it all to you!"

The rest of the countries also voiced their discontent. Was wanting an entire continent not a bit too greedy?

Everyone felt they were being overly greedy, yet no one noticed the distinct gleam in the eyes of the three British representatives.

This was the art of negotiation. The Windsor Family, combined with the entire Population of Great Britain—excluding the Welsh, the Scots, and the Celtic demographics in England—would be lucky to account for even half of the populace.

That left them with roughly twenty million people. With just twenty million, let alone an entire continent, they might not even be able to fully occupy a landmass the size of Great Britain.

Now, listening to the crowd's protests, the three discerned their bottom lines. They debated with feigned hesitation before finally drawing the boundaries.

"Then how about this: we want a quarter of each of the three continents. The rest is yours to divide, but you must help us build our new territories!"

Everyone was quite satisfied with this condition.

After all, regarding this so-called "quarter," aside from the first continent which was tangible land right now, wasn't the rest entirely up to their future negotiations?

When it truly came time to divide the territory, there would be plenty of ways to force the Windsor Family to swallow their losses!

The Great Britain trio was naturally incredibly satisfied as well. After all, without spending a single penny, they had extracted promises from these nations to build their new homeland, and even secured Bridgeheads on the other two continents. They had truly grown Numb With Winning!

Using other people's money to handle one's own business was always the most comfortable approach.

Thus, an agreement for construction, investment, and immigration was signed right then and there. Amidst the Turmoil of selecting a new king for Great Britain, a monumental campaign to migrate to the new world slowly began to unfold!

The humans of Earth had initiated their very first expansion.

And this event, recorded in the history of All Worlds Eons later, would be known by Transcendent demographics hailing from "Earth" as the "Transcendent Origin"!

After all, in the expansion of a race, the hardest part was rarely growth and development, but rather the initial step of "stepping out."

For humanity as a collective, as long as they had space, they possessed infinite possibilities!