The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God - Chapter 859: Cooperation Deal

Chapter 859: Cooperation Deal

A while later, as Maximus settled his family and the Aeon Plane in their new home, he suddenly sensed a vast power from outside.

“Is it here?” he murmured.

After speaking briefly to his family, Maximus teleported outside the Aeon Plane.

Sensing the immense power emanating from the chaotic void, he quickly located its source.

“Hmm? Are you the one who called us? An Archon? No, it seems you only possess the shell, not the energy,” the Overseer, who had come to meet Maximus, muttered.

Peering into Maximus’s nature, instead of underestimation, the Overseer was even more in awe.

Acquiring the shell of an Archon while only at the tier 12 realm proved Maximus’s potential and unprecedented power.

What kind of talent, treasure, or skill could produce such an anomaly, enabling a tier 12 being to wield power rivalling an Archon?

“Are you the Overseer?” Maximus asked, his eyes gleaming with interest.

“I am Luxion, the strongest Archon of Light, one of the nine Overseers of the Planar Chaos Region!” Luxion declared formally.

“The strongest Archon of Light? I’m flattered you’ve come personally. I’m Maximus Shadowcrest, the Archon of Maxim,” Maximus replied with a smile.

He hadn’t expected the mightiest Archon in the entire Planar Chaos Region to meet him personally.

“Archon of Maxim? You’re indeed ambitious,” Luxion remarked.

Though the authority of Maxim sounded foreign to Luxion’s ears, its literal meaning suggested Maximus aspired to be the greatest, the supreme, the one above all others.

Growing more intrigued, Luxion pressed, “I heard from Zuri you wanted to discuss something. Can you share it to me? Or do you require the presence of the other Overseers?”

“No, you’re enough. I’m here to propose cooperation, not to fight or conquer.”

“Cooperation? What kind?”

“It concerns the dark beast. I plan to trade plane origin and purify the dark beast for myriad energy.”

“Oh? If you have such an idea, there’s no need to call us for cooperation. I see you possess the Plane Source Physique and your plane has chaos grass. That should be plenty to start your business.”

“If you’re worried we’d retaliate, don’t be. Killing dark beasts benefits the Planar Chaos Region. We’d be grateful for your help in dealing with those pests.”

Hearing Luxion’s words, Maximus slowly shook his head.

Though he possessed the Plane Source Physique and chaos grass, they could only produce about a billion units of plane origin daily.

This was already thanks to the dense chaos energy in the central region.

Compared to what he needed for the dark beasts, his output of barely a billion units was a mere drop in the ocean.

If he relied solely on his own output to trade for dark beasts, he’d be better off hunting them himself.

“What’s the problem? Do you have another plan in mind?” Luxion asked, seeing Maximus shake his head.

“You must have tried this yourself. What was the result?”

Since Luxion instantly saw through his Plane Source Physique and guessed his plan, he and the other Overseers must have already attempted it themselves.

“Indeed, we tried using dark beasts to convert to myriad energy. But even using all our plane origin output, it barely made a splash.”

“Plane origin simply isn’t enough to tempt those powerhouses to kill tier 13 dark beasts. Using weaker dark beasts, on the other hand, yielded too little myriad energy to be worth it,” Luxion sighed, recalling their past struggles.

“This is why I’m proposing cooperation. I have a plan to guarantee that plane origin can be converted into myriad energy profitably.”

“Oh? Please enlighten me.”

“It’s with this, the Omnis,” Maximus said with a smile, handing Luxion one of the devices.

“What does this little thing do?” Luxion asked, sensing barely any power from the tiny treasure.

“With this, I can transfer anyone anywhere in the Planar Chaos Region in the blink of an eye. I think you know what this means…”

“This thing can transfer anyone across the Planar Chaos Region?” Luxion muttered in shock.

The reason they couldn’t leverage plane origin to profit from myriad energy wasn’t danger or lack of manpower, but simply distance.

Travelling from the main battlefield to the central chaos region would take an overlord millions of years.

During that time, the dark beasts they killed would resurrect thousands of times before they even reached their destination.

As for taking the exchange point to the frontline? That was suicide.

They were exchanging energy. If a massive amount of plane origin was concentrated in one place, the dark beast it would attract would even make an Archon flee.

Even the battlefield was heavily divided to prevent a clutter of powerhouses, attracting droves of dark beasts that would drown the.m

Thus, if the transportation problem could be solved, the cost of dark beasts could drop to a minimum, while also lowering the casualties.

Once others saw it wasn’t too dangerous, more would join the fight, creating a cycle.

Even tier 11 powerhouses might enter the fray, seeing that they could earn quick money without risking their lives.

At that moment, Luxion understood why Maximus needed cooperation.

With such an ability, no matter how much plane origin Maximus had, it would never be enough.

“How much do you propose?” Luxion asked, intrigued.

“Seven to three.”

“Seven to us, three to you? Not bad.”

“No, three to you, seven to me.”

“What? Impossible!”

Since they would supply all the plane origin for the trade, how could they accept the smaller share?

“It’s because of my ability that we’re having this discussion. Without it, your plane origin would be a mere stockpile you can’t fully utilize,” Maximus said with a smile.

“No, I’d never agree to that. Thirty percent is too low,” Luxion said firmly.

Though plane origin wasn’t useful to them, exchanging it for a mere thirty percent of the harvest would diminish their status.

“Then what do you propose?”

“At least fifty percent. Though your ability turns nothing into something, we have authority to uphold,” Luxion said solemnly.

If their subordinates learned they’d agreed to a losing deal, with an overlord no less, their authority as Overseers would suffer.

It might not affect their current strength, but they refused to be humiliated for a plan that might not succeed.

“Fine, but…”