Apocalypse Gachapon - Chapter 1935: Iron blood and plunder

Cheng Liujin and White Robe stood on this side of the passage, watching Ye Zhongming’s figure disappear inside the door, and glanced at each other.

“Ultimately, it depends on the two Clan Leaders.”

Cheng Liujin sighed, knowing that the conversation happening inside might concern the future of the Star-Eye Clan.

That’s right, Cheng Liujin had already reached an agreement with Ye Zhongming. But as the main parties involved, it was still Ye Zhongming and the two Clan Leaders of the Star-Eye Clan. Their conversation, as well as their mutual feelings and impressions, was the key.

“There should be no problem.” White Robe turned with Cheng Liujin, walking as he said: “Ye Zhongming possesses an ambition that we lost long ago. All these years, our struggle for survival has left us with more of a desire to live than a bursting, surging ambition.”

The two walked, unusually harmonious, without any trace of the familiar scene that used to happen when they met, one challenging and the other refusing.

“Perhaps it’s because he was such a person on his home planet. This is also characteristic of many Novices. Many lives die because of it, and those who survive become powerful individuals.”

The corner of Cheng Liujin’s mouth under the mask turned upward. “I have a basis for saying this. Look at the things he asked for; clearly, he intends to fight. It’s just that I don’t know if we can withstand the pressure for him.”

White Robe shrugged nonchalantly. “We have to withstand it even if we can’t, because we have no choice.”

The Gold Order Leader nodded. He knew that although they had seemingly secured the overall first place this time, and the Star-Eye Clan’s dire situation had been alleviated, in fact, there was a cost—they had killed too many people on the Novice battlefield, and also, they had compromised Ye Zhongming’s potential.

Many races wouldn’t care about this, but others would.

Potential was something no one could say for sure would be realized, but Cheng Liujin and White Robe were optimistic, and many other races shared their optimism.

Now, the argument outside and even within the Star-Eye Clan was that when Furelai wasn’t suppressed, Ye Zhongming’s transformation wasn’t very useful.

But many people would look at it from another angle: if he was this formidable at this level, then how formidable would he be when he grew up?

This pressure was intangible, somewhat like the guilt of possessing a treasure.

“Yes, we’ll withstand it.”

After walking a few more steps, Cheng Liujin suddenly said, “Is this the most united the Gold, Silver, and Bronze teams have been since that incident? The time when the three Order Leaders have the best relationship?”

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Ye Zhongming was somewhat surprised because the Star Lord and Eye Lord in front of him were not wearing masks.

According to his knowledge, the two Lords only took off their masks at specific times, and even then, they mostly had their backs to the Star-Eye clansmen.

Many people said that the two Clan Leaders of the Star-Eye Clan had thousands of faces and were the most outstanding assassins and ambushers.

In fact, no one but themselves knew how many faces they had. But one thing that could not be denied was, what was supporting the Star-Eye Clan now? The three major teams? The assassination bounties? Or the madman White Robe?

No, essentially, it was none of these. The only thing that still held a bit of deterrence against other races was these two Clan Leaders.

As long as they couldn’t be sure of killing both of them together, no one was willing to move against the Star-Eye Clan.

Major races disdained to, and other races were apprehensive.

They feared the two Clan Leaders of the Star-Eye Clan escaping, because if that happened, their future days would face assassination attempts by the most outstanding assassins anytime, anywhere.

So just from this single action, Ye Zhongming understood that the two Clan Leaders were showing him unconditional trust.

The true faces of the Clan Leaders were perhaps the Star-Eye Clan’s biggest secret.

Having figured this out, Ye Zhongming, quite unusually, bowed to the two Clan Leaders and sat down at their smiling gesture.

“You are a benefactor of the Star-Eye Clan.”

The one sitting on the left was male; he should be the Eye Lord.

The first sentence defined the nature of their relationship.

“What we give you is actually far less than what you fought for us. It’s just that the Star-Eye Clan’s capabilities are insufficient now, and we can’t give you much. We hope you don’t mind.”

The Star Lord spoke; this one should be Aslan’s mother.

Ye Zhongming smiled.

The Eye Lord stood up, walked near Ye Zhongming, and reached out his hand, saying, “Give me the mask, I will activate it for you.”

Ye Zhongming had already learned the secret of the Bronze Order Leader mask. The inner layer had completed its mission and was quietly staying in his space, so he wasn’t afraid of others looking at it.

Taking the mask, the Eye Lord walked back, sat down, placed the mask on the table, held one hand slightly suspended about one centimeter above the mask, and then a glow spilled out from his palm.

This light lasted for about a minute, then ended as the Eye Lord withdrew his hand.

When Ye Zhongming took the mask back, he clearly felt that this piece of equipment was different.

“Every mask is a piece of equipment, and the Order Leader masks are even more so. In the manufacturing of this type of equipment, the Star-Eye Clan’s technology is not inferior to anyone’s, and the legacy is complete. I can even say with certainty that, solely in this type of manufacturing technology, we are not worse than the Taros Red Dwarves.”

The Star Lord looked at Ye Zhongming, her expression quite proud.

“I know you are a very outstanding craftsman. Later, I will send you a copy of the legacy of this crafting method. Don’t lose it.”

Ye Zhongming was very surprised. This technology should be a major secret of the Star-Eye Clan, right? And they were giving it to him?

“We called you here today, besides letting you see our true appearances and giving you this legacy, is mainly to ask you about your future plans. Why did you, Cheng Liujin, and White Robe say those words? Also, is there a specific target?”

What the Eye Lord asked was clearly about Ye Zhongming’s statement that he intended to clash with other races proactively.

Ye Zhongming knew this involved whether the Star-Eye Clan would fully support him. He organized his thoughts and said, “The clan’s situation is very bad, and the external situation of the cosmic races is also very bad. On the way back, I heard about many things.”

Changes like the nutrient wave of the Slave Race, Ye Zhongming, having come out of the Novice battlefield, already knew.

“Without these events, we could have used the obtained spokespeople spots, entry tickets, and other rewards to proceed slowly, gradually change the clan’s situation, and develop and strengthen bit by bit.”

“But now, that’s clearly not feasible. Who knows when drastic changes might occur? We must become strong as soon as possible. Even if we can’t leap to become a major race, we must escape the range of elimination at the bottom.”

The Star Lord and Eye Lord both nodded. They knew the situation their clan faced was exactly like this.

“Therefore, we can only use extraordinary means to elevate the Star-Eye Clan.” Ye Zhongming said solemnly: “I think, there is no faster or better method than iron, blood, and plunder.”