Apocalypse Gachapon - Chapter 1925: Prize (3)

“The remaining forty percent of the profits belongs to the race that opens the Novice hunting ground, that is, to the top-ranked race.”

Ye Zhongming looked at Cheng Liujin, thinking this was pretty good. If the Star-Eye Clan opened this planetary hunting ground, besides keeping forty percent for themselves, they could also get a lot from the twenty percent public revenue. Added together, even if not fifty percent, it should be around forty-five percent, right?

Why did this Gold Order Leader still seem to have a worried expression?

Cheng Liujin knew what Ye Zhongming was thinking from his expression and sighed, “Things aren’t that simple.”

“First, opening this planetary battlefield requires enormous costs. For example, you can’t just send one small spacecraft with a few people, right? Even if no one dies up there, how much can you kill in a year? Even super major clans basically assemble a fleet, transport a group of powerful warriors and experts there to establish a base, and use it as a center to continuously expand hunting around it.”

Ye Zhongming was familiar with the Star-Eye Clan’s previous situation, knowing that spacecraft utilized Moonspan Gold as their power source. If the Star-Eye Clan opened a planetary hunting ground, they would definitely have to transport a large number of warriors to the planet. Just this cost alone was probably something the Star-Eye Clan couldn’t afford.

“And there’s the issue of rotation?” Ye Zhongming thought of this.

Cheng Liujin nodded appreciatively, very satisfied with this novice’s divergent and extended thinking in problem-solving.

“Yes, you can’t have one group of warriors stay there for a whole cosmic year, right? Whether from the perspective of training, the psychological aspect of the warriors, or fairness within the clan, battlefield rotation is necessary. Therefore, the transportation cost for each rotation remains a significant pressure. The final profit is only settled after the planetary battlefield closes, so you can’t sustain the war with war either.”

Facing all these problems, not to mention Cheng Liujin, who had a deep and clear understanding of the clan’s situation, even Ye Zhongming, who didn’t know much, felt the bad situation the Star-Eye Clan faced.

“If you open the planetary battlefield, you can’t go alone, right? That would mean challenging the powerful existences on an entire planet by yourself. Even super major clans wouldn’t do that; they would bring other races from their faction. Much less us.”

“But once other races are allowed in, how do you split the benefits? Two-fifths go to the public, one-fifth is taken out as rewards, and two-fifths go to the one who opened the battlefield. Then what are the others coming for? To work for you for free? So, it seems you can keep forty percent, but actually, you can’t take that much.”

Ye Zhongming thought for a moment and grasped the meaning.

Opening the planetary battlefield doesn’t specify profits for other participating races, but the final gains must be uniformly distributed. This creates a situation where the race that achieves the Novice battlefield top rank either does so alone or brings other races in and shares the benefits with them.

The choice was easy. The behavior of eating alone doesn’t work among the cosmic races either.

However, once other races are brought in, distribution must be based on contribution. There are no recorders there; the final distribution cannot guarantee absolute fairness, only relative fairness. If it were a supermajor clan, that would be fine. Their prestige and strength are there; they would definitely take the lion’s share. For the rest, even if there’s some error in distribution, it wouldn’t be too big, and they could find opportunities to compensate later.

But the Star-Eye Clan can’t do that. The main reason was that they are too weak. Introducing other races basically means others get the benefits; they follow behind to eat some spoils, which is pretty good. They might even get cheated, causing the warriors entering the hunting ground to be wiped out. In the end, they open the battlefield, spend huge costs, others take the forty percent benefit, and they only get a little bit divided from the twenty percent. This wasn’t fair.

But if they don’t open it, they won’t even receive that little reward, and other races will also apply pressure.

Now it seems, the only way is to open the planetary battlefield but not go themselves. That way, there’s no loss, just wait to get the bit of reward divided from the twenty percent for first place.

Having figured this out, Ye Zhongming was also very helpless. The total score first reward was originally very, very good. But besides the spokespeople spots and entry tickets, the trade discount and planetary battlefield, which should have been big gains, seemed like the Star-Eye Clan couldn’t even get the soup, only lick the bottom of others’ bowls. This…

No wonder Cheng Liujin didn’t show any excitement.

“Are these the only rewards?”

Ye Zhongming felt unhappy even for the Star-Eye Clan.

“There’s also a pardon right.”

Pardon right? Ye Zhongming’s mind stirred, and he asked Cheng Liujin to explain in detail. It turned out that among the cosmic races, there were naturally laws. Some people who broke the rules would be punished. This reward meant that the top-ranked race could have a certain clansman exempt from punishment or have their punishment stopped.

“The Star-Eye Clan has no one needing pardon?”

Ye Zhongming asked. Since Cheng Liujin said it was not important, it proved the Star-Eye Clan probably had no such person.

Sure enough, Cheng Liujin’s answer confirmed this. In recent years, the Star-Eye Clan lived with caution, and there were no members imprisoned or exiled.

“Can it be traded to other races?” This was the key point Ye Zhongming focused on.

Cheng Liujin was stunned, then smiled and nodded, “It can be done.”

On this issue, the two stopped, both knowing how to operate specifically would be a matter for the future.

“Let’s talk about the personal rewards.”

Hearing Cheng Liujin say this, Ye Zhongming’s spirits lifted. After all, this was the reward that completely belonged to him.

“First, Moonspan Gold, ten thousand units.”

Simple and straightforward—money!

Although he didn’t know the value of ten thousand units of Moonspan Gold, it should be quite a lot.

“Let me put it this way: from the Survivor Fortress where the Star-Eye Clan is located, I brought warriors here on a medium-sized spacecraft. The round-trip consumption was only a little over three thousand. Of course, this is related to distance.”

Now, Ye Zhongming knew this was an absolutely huge sum of money.

“Second, a set of equipment from the Talos Red Dwarves. Seven pieces in total, all at the Red Condensation level.”

Another reward that moved Ye Zhongming’s heart.

Within the Talos Red Dwarves, equipment was categorized. From the lowest Common level, to the Counter Metal level, which was mostly customized standard for various races, to the elite level Red Condensation level, then the precious Raini level, and the best Intense God level.

This set of Red Condensation level equipment, from what Ye Zhongming understood, was almost equivalent to a level between gold and purple. Although the level wasn’t high, the functions were quite numerous. The actual combat power was considerably better than the purple equipment Ye Zhongming could currently make himself.

Besides their function, as a top craftsman, Ye Zhongming was also very curious about the equipment made by the Talos Red Dwarves. He hoped to have as many as possible to study; it might greatly help his technology.