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Chapter 773 - 773 762 Is There Hope
Chapter 773: Chapter 762: Is There Hope? Chapter 773: Chapter 762: Is There Hope? “…” Muria fell silent, speechless due to the spirit opposite him. Listen to this, is this something a person would say? Alright, she isn’t a person, she isn’t even a creature, but what does she mean by ‘random selection depends on her mood’?
So, if he wanted to choose a better world, he must rely on her mood. That is to say, he must please her before the selection. He should have told him earlier, he knows how to say nice things. So could he still flatter the Spirit of Dominion now?
Muria, holding the stone axe in his hand, fell into deep thought. From the world certificate, he could tell the world assigned to him by the Spirit of Dominion was probably not a good one. So would it help if he sweet-talked the Spirit of Dominion and increased his goodwill towards her now?
“Damn it, I wasted my time.” Half a day later, Muria, with a look of discontent, was teleported back to his residence on the Titan Islands by the spirit of the World Dominion Palace.
“Your Majesty, have you received the certificate for the medium-sized world assigned to you by the tribe?” Cassio appeared immediately.
“Yes, I have.” Muria, looking downcast, showed the stone axe in his hand to Cassio, “The world I was assigned is a medium-sized world named the Shadow Wasteland. Judging by the name, this world is likely to be in a primitive state, with little development, otherwise, it wouldn’t have such a name.”
“Your Majesty, you may have misunderstood something?” Cassio’s eyes sparkled as she connected to the consultation library to check the specific information of the Shadow Wasteland that Muria mentioned.
“Shadow Wasteland has developed a primitive civilization. Two Titans have managed this world before. You would be the third one. If everything goes as expected and you conquer this world and establish a legion, it should not be too much of a problem.”
“Two Titans have settled in this world before?” Muria looked surprised. After a Titan enters the Legendary Mid-Rank, they can take over a world, and when their power reaches the Legendary Peak and cannot progress further, they will take the legion they have formed to the Void.
This process usually lasts more than five hundred years. Therefore, the Shadow Wasteland that Muria was about to take over had been managed by two Titans for over a thousand years, which implied that the Titans must have left strong imprints on the Shadow Wasteland.
Thus, as the third Titan to enter, he could potentially receive considerable help, and it could be exactly as the Spirit of Dominion described; he could become the king of that world simply by entering with the certificate.
“Your Majesty, I have received nine world coordinates.” Suddenly, Cassio paused and looked at Muria.
“How many of them are small worlds, and how many are medium-sized worlds?” Upon learning that Cassio had obtained world coordinates, Muria couldn’t wait to ask. He had spent so long in the World Dominion Palace chatting with the Spirit of Dominion only to finally persuade her to allocate him some better world coordinates. But he had no idea how good they were. After all, the allocation of these worlds was entirely up to the Spirit of Dominion. If she had allocated him nine small worlds, he couldn’t complain. Of course, in reality, the Spirit of Dominion couldn’t do this.
“Three medium-sized worlds, six small worlds.” Cassio, already quite anthropomorphized, looked subtly expressive as she revealed the world’s ranks that the nine coordinates Muria received represented.
“Only three medium-sized worlds.” Muria’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, seemingly unsatisfied. But Cassio was astonished by the coordinates she had received.
“Your Majesty, what did you do? According to the tribe’s rules, the nine world coordinates that a Titan normally receives would include one medium-sized world and eight small worlds. How did you end up with three medium-sized worlds?”
“Well, I had to flirt a lot with the spirit of the World Dominion Palace to get this privilege. How about that?” Having heard of the normal privileges a Titan would receive, Muria had a smug look on his face. When he’s in his own territory, there’s no need to maintain the dignity of a ruler and hide his emotions with a stern face. If he wants to relax, he should. Isn’t it exhausting otherwise?
“Your Majesty, do you really think you’ve got the upper hand?” Seeing Muria’s expression, Cassio felt a bit bad, but still decided to caution him.
“Otherwise? Other Titans can only receive one medium-sized world coordinate, while I have three. Doesn’t that mean I got the better deal?”
“Your Majesty, do you know? Although all the worlds managed by the World Dominion Palace are under the name of the Titans, many of them are Barbaric Worlds that have never been managed by Titans. The world coordinates that the Spirit of Dominion gave you all point to Barbaric Worlds. Titans have only left marks in them, but they have never really managed them. Those worlds require you to conquer them and sweep them clean with your own legions before you can incorporate them into your rule.
In addition, according to my records, the nine world coordinates that a Titan usually gets are one medium-sized world that can be used to cultivate a Legion and eight small worlds that can provide resources. All of these worlds need to be taken and ruled by force.
By asking the Spirit of Dominion to allocate more medium-sized worlds to you, it means that the resource-driven worlds you should have gotten have been reduced from eight to six; you lost two worlds directly. If this was due to malice, you could complain to your grandfather, but it’s you who actively asked for this, so you can’t change it.”
“So you’re saying that after all the effort, I didn’t gain any more benefits and even reduced my own benefits.” Muria seemed rather upset.
“Yes.”
“Actually, I shouldn’t think like this. Let’s change our perspective, Cassio. No matter how we look at it, the resources of small worlds can never compare to those of medium-sized worlds, right? If I can conquer all these medium-sized worlds assigned to me, I wouldn’t consider it a loss!”
“But can you conquer it, Prince Mureya?”
“It’s just a Medium-sized World. I did it before.” Mureya touched his nose, somewhat proud. He had already mastered a medium-sized world and seven small worlds before the Clan assigned him his original world.
“Your Majesty, are you underestimating the Medium-sized World, do you know what this type of world implies?” Cassio wore a helpless expression. He felt that Mureya had some misconceptions about Medium-sized Worlds.
“Yes, I know. It’s hard to conquer. If it wasn’t for a lovely little one who helped me, I might not have been able to conquer it.”
Mureya recounted his conquest of the Solos Locust World.
“Your Majesty, how strong do you think a Medium-sized World can be, if it can be used as a bet by a princess of the Empire? As per your description, this type of world is slightly stronger than a small world. After conquering seven small worlds, there were just fewer than twenty legends. You can imagine how scarce the resources of this world are.”
“…” Mureya was silent. Turned out, the Solos World was actually at the bottom among Medium-sized Worlds. Quite reasonable, it had been used as a bet and wasn’t really a big deal.
Then, Cassio explained to Mureya the definition of a Medium-sized World. A normal Medium-sized World can easily breed double-digit legends. Some overly powerful Medium-sized Worlds can even build a Belief God System with the power of its Intelligent creatures, and even gods that rival a Powerful Divine Force can appear. Of course, such a world is beyond the conquest range of the Legendary Titans.
The Titan Tribe assigned worlds to legendary clans that were relatively common, and the legendary strong in these worlds ranged from twenty to thirty. There might be single-digit gods in these worlds sometimes.
Such a world would typically take centuries to conquer for a Titan who has just entered the Legendary 4th Rank. When a Titan’s strength ascends to the Legendary Peak, he can forcefully suppress it alone. However, suppressing a world with brute force is extremely exhausting and suppressing doesn’t mean ruling.
A Medium-sized World is basically more than enough for a Titan, and ordinary Titans wouldn’t have the extra energy to reach for other worlds. But some far-sighted Epic Titans, after considering more, prevent some talented clans from mastering the worlds assigned to them ahead of time. Therefore, each Titan can get nine world coordinates, and almost every Titan will use one or two of them.
“Let’s talk about these nine world coordinates later. I am different from other Titans, what other Titans can’t do doesn’t mean I can’t do.” Mureya looked at the stone axe in his hand, gently squeezed it. The resources and power he now controlled were overwhelming for the ordinary Titans.
“Now, send me to the Shadow Wasteland World, let me first eat the meat that I already have in my mouth.”
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“Achai! Congrats! The big sacrifice ceremony for your Coming of Age is about to begin today.”
In the cave with marks of excavation everywhere, nine young faces still carrying youthful colors congratulated one of their companions.
“What’s there to congratulate? All of you will have your Coming of Age Ceremony sooner or later.” The muscular, unkempt creature dressed in a very rough attire said with a chuckle.
“How could that be the case? Our Coming of Age Ceremony can’t hold a candle to yours. Your father is the strongest hunter in our tribe. The Gift for your Coming of Age Ceremony that he prepared for you must be the best.”
“Eh, what do you guys think that Achai’s father will hunt as a gift for his Coming of Age Ceremony?!
“I bet it’s the Steel-toothed Violent Dragon! It’s the fiercest Evil Beast in the big forest in the west.”
“I think it is the Black Marsh Giant Alligator.”
“…”
Just as these youngsters were discussing, a teenager suddenly turned around with a wicked grin on his face looking at a sullen, skinny, small teenager sitting in the corner of the cave.
“Hey, what do you guys think the gift for Black Terror’s coming-of-age ceremony would be? I bet it is the One-eyed Tapir.”