Chapter 677 I Have Never Seen Such a Shameless Person

In fact, when Hugh Finch said these people wanted him to marry into their family, that was an understatement.

These people had somehow learned of his race and talent and had set their sights on him.

First, they tried to seduce him with a honey trap, but he didn’t fall for it. The interstellar community may have promoted equality among all people and races, but as someone who grew up on Caelus, Hugh Finch had no desire for his significant other to be a wild boar.

That’s right. The true identity of the people tied up on the floor was the Harkin Clan, a race whose original form bore a striking resemblance to wild boars.

When the soft approach failed, they resorted to force. They took an opportunity when Hugh Finch wasn’t paying attention to kidnap him and bring him here.

Just a moment ago, they had been trying to force Hugh Finch to sign a marriage agreement.

Moira Lynch picked up the marriage agreement that had fallen to the floor during the fight and began to read it.

At first, she was just curious about what a marriage agreement here looked like. But what she saw was so outrageous it shattered her entire worldview.

The document stated that from the moment the agreement was signed, all of Hugh Finch’s assets would be automatically transferred to the bride’s name.

After the marriage, Hugh Finch would require the bride’s consent for any and all of his actions.

He would even need her consent to use his talent.

After marriage, any children born must be guaranteed to have over fifty percent Human Race bloodline.

Furthermore, all of the bride’s relatives had to marry members of The Human Race.

It even mentioned Moira Lynch, Shane Rhodes, and Kai York.

These people had done their research. Knowing they were good friends, the agreement stipulated that their wedding gifts must start at a minimum of three planets.

And not just any ordinary planets, mind you—resource-rich planets.

It also demanded that Moira Lynch treat the elders of their clan and extend their lifespans with her Healing Talent.

Looking at this document—nominally a marriage agreement but in reality a contract of indentured servitude—Moira Lynch was seeing red, even though she wasn’t the one being targeted.

Staring at the still-unconscious woman, Moira Lynch’s eyes began to search the room. ‘Where’s my baseball bat? Damn it. I’m going to wreck her today, or my name isn’t Lynch.’

Just then, Shane Rhodes and Kai York also saw the contents of the paper, their expressions growing more and more incredulous.

The group, who had originally planned to just teach them a lesson and be done with it, now decided they needed to teach these people a lesson they would never forget.

Moira Lynch first called the authorities, then uploaded a full account of the incident to the Astranet.

Ever since Caelus connected with the rest of the interstellar community, Moira Lynch’s identity had been exposed. The entire galaxy was in an uproar after learning that she was the person who had once been publicly proposed to and the reason behind it.

Countless people wanted to find Moira Lynch. After all, no one wanted to die if they could live, but there was a great difference in *how* one lived.

Lying in a hospital bed, hooked up to tubes and kept alive by nutrient liquid, is one way of living. Being hale and hearty, able to eat and drink as you please, is another.

Given the choice, no one would ever choose the former.

This frenzy intensified to a whole new level, especially after they witnessed the elderly man who had not only been pulled back from the brink of death but had even been restored to his youth.

In the end, it was the three Marshals—Yarrow, Jeanette Norris, and Dustin Foster—who had to step in to end the whole farce.

Otherwise, Moira Lynch wouldn’t dare to walk around so openly right now.

Thanks to that incident, Moira Lynch’s Astranet account now had a staggering number of followers, numbering in the billions.

That number was still growing every day.

After all, no one is immune to illness, and Moira Lynch’s Healing Talent was beyond question.

Every day, Moira Lynch’s inbox was flooded with countless private messages and donations, but she ignored them all.

This time, her account posted an update for the first time in ages, instantly attracting everyone’s attention.

In the post, Moira Lynch recounted the incident with a little extra embellishment. Since these people were so shameless, there was no need to show them any mercy.

After publishing the post, all that was left to do was wait for the situation to develop.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long for Moira Lynch’s post to go viral on the Astranet, causing a massive uproar.

Everyone was shocked by the shamelessness and audacity of The Harkin Clan.

“Well, I’ve seen it all today. To think there’s someone in this world with thicker skin than my ex-boyfriend—and he was one of The Dragonkin.”

The Dragonkin were famous for their thick hides and resilience.

“I’m a lawyer, and I can tell you with full professional responsibility that the clauses in this agreement are not legally binding.”

“The Harkin Clan is so shameless! A pre-nup is one thing, but to go after Moira, our little Angel? What if she gets angry and her opinion of the rest of us sours?”

“Moira, our little Angel, please don’t let one bad apple make you hate all of us! I’m still counting on your Awakening Potion to awaken a good talent!”

Although Moira Lynch hadn’t agreed to treat anyone—mostly due to a lack of time—the various Medicines produced by her Pharmaceutical Ring were extremely popular throughout the galaxy.

This was especially true for the Awakening Potion. Many people who had failed their first awakening actually succeeded in a second awakening after taking it.

Nowadays, Moira Lynch’s Awakening Potion was so sought-after it was nearly impossible to obtain.

After handing those people over to the peace officers, Moira Lynch and her friends left.

“I’ve already sent word of this back to Caelus. From now on, Caelans need to be more careful when they’re out and about, especially those with good talents. We don’t want them getting kidnapped for breeding purposes.”

This time, Hugh Finch had acted quickly and notified Moira Lynch’s group in advance, and they had been fast enough to arrive in time, averting a tragedy.

After receiving the news, Caelus took the matter very seriously. After all, compared to other races, The Human Race’s physique wasn’t top-tier; at best, it could only be considered lower-middle tier.

Soon, the Caelan government launched a special campaign called “Caelans Abroad, Protect Yourselves!” and established the “Caelan Code.” They also stipulated that before awakening their talents, Caelans could only operate on designated planets.

Most of these planets were properties under Moira Lynch’s name, which she had now completely handed over to the Caelan government for development.

With Moira Lynch’s full backing and its own efforts, Caelus’s rise was in fact not slow at all. It had even begun to surpass many other races, though few in the wider galaxy knew about it yet.

After all, while everyone knew Moira Lynch controlled vast resources, no one would have thought she would simply hand them over.

‘Hand them over? Why wouldn’t I? I’m not a manager. An Intelligent Brain like Patience can’t possibly oversee such a massive estate all by itself.’

‘Rather than letting it all fall into someone else’s hands eventually, it’s better to give it to my own people. Besides, it’s not like I’m giving it away for free. I get a cut of the profits every year.’