Chapter 1052: Chapter 541: Seat Challenge and Humiliation
Seeming to notice the commotion, Mikhail looked suspiciously at Reynolds, "Did you do something?"
"What?" Reynolds looked bewildered, while Mikhailâs mechanical pupil rotated slightly.
From what he knew, this brute must be hiding something from him.
But since their technical levels were about the same, he couldnât find any traces for a while.
"This is not a joke..." Mikhail intended to say a few more words of caution: "There are too many people involved, too many entanglements. If anything unexpected happens..."
Reynolds interrupted, eyes directed toward the entrance of the hall: "People from the Three Civilizations are here."
The slightly somber discussions around them fell silent.
In the hall, several figures filed in, all exuding a fierce aura, each of different races.
The first to enter was a three-meter-tall ice-blue giant, with sturdy limbs and white beard flowing down to his chest, even his pupils were ice blue.
After he entered, it seemed that the temperature in the hall dropped quite a bit.
"The Frost Lord, King of FrostâNokes, from the Star Alliance."
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Behind him, there followed several life forms, all with indifferent expressions, totaling eight people.
And those unofficial X Level life forms who arrived earlier were now all looking solemn.
These were X Level life forms from the Three Civilizations, and they were all quite powerful.
Most of them were promising seeds discovered from allied or subsidiary civilizations, and gradually grew under the cultivation of the Three Civilizations.
And only after accepting their restrictive measures could they evolve to the current level.
These people formed their own circle, their temperament incompatible with the unofficial X Level life forms, and they werenât interested in talking to others.
This group had different growth experiences, being nurtured by civilization all the way, never lacking resources, mostly focusing on evolution, with no need to develop any other forces.
At the same time, they looked down on rogue X Level life forms.
"All are ones whoâve stepped on the path to Ultimate Life Forms..." A high-level life form swallowed, "They didnât come with good intentions. Are the Three Civilizations really planning to reshuffle?"
The person beside him sneered softly: "You didnât think it was fake, did you? Internal members can now directly buy evolution resources for the Ultimate Path from the Three Civilizations, how could they allow others to control this organization."
"Doesnât that make us vassals of the Three Civilizations?"
"Itâs not bad to group together early. Who knows what big game the Three Civilizations are playing. As long as we can buy the relevant resources, itâs fine. My second superpower development is stuck at A Level, and I heard that the Federation has âTransmutation Crystalsâ that can stimulate superpower evolution, which were never sold externally before..."
"What if itâs just a gimmick?" Someone couldnât help but worry.
Someone naturally said, "If itâs just a gimmick, we can just opt-out and we wonât lose anything either."
"...All old acquaintances..." Reynoldsâs face was displeased; among this group, there were those who had conflicts with him in the past.
Some of them also kept looking over with unfriendly expressions.
After these official high-level life forms arrived, the factions in the hall became distinct, official and unofficial, not disturbing each other.
Except for Mikhail and Reynolds, who did not belong to any faction.
"Gusta has descended..."
Not long after, a voice came, and Mikhail instinctively turned to look, only to see a figure suddenly appear not far away, it was indeed Gusta.
"Itâs not even a virtual projection, he cares quite a bit." Reynolds remarked in surprise.
Quite a few people had already gathered around him, each greeting, "Lord Gusta, long time no see..."
In the unofficial X Level life form faction, Gusta definitely belonged to the top tier, arguably the top among the top.
People like this usually didnât end well, often disappearing mysteriously.
However, Gusta remained low-key, establishing the Black Hole Hall, only attracting talents.
He didnât have a strong presence in the interstellar realm and rarely opposed the Three Civilizations openly, vaguely keeping in touch with the Black Hole Network, hence heâs been stable over the years.
When many high-level life forms present hadnât evolved to this level, Gusta was already high above, so naturally, no one dared to underestimate him.
Besides the official X Level life form group, there was, of course, Reynolds.
"Gusta..." Reynolds stared at that silhouette unhappily, "This coalhead, one day heâll get his comeuppance."
"Thatâs all ancient history now." Mikhail frowned, finding Reynoldsâs long-term grudges hard to understand.
"You can forget, but I canât." Reynolds snorted coldly.
He spoke without scruples, and Gusta seemed to hear, turning his head slightly nodding.
Reynolds snorted coldly, Mikhail nodded in acknowledgment but didnât go over to greet Gusta, remaining standing in place.
Soon after Gusta arrived, other council seat members also descended in forms of virtual projections. Those appearing more popular than Gusta was none other than Anatoli.
A significant portion of the X Level life forms present had attended Anatoliâs Dinner at Dusk, beginning to chat and greet each other, the atmosphere seemed lively and harmonious.
"The two Divine Craftsmen are here too?" Anatoliâs virtual projection approached.
"Lord Anatoli, long time no see." Mikhail nodded in response, Reynolds also gave a slight nod.
"Indeed, it has been a long time. Last time, when the Dinner at Dusk invited you two, and neither of you came." Anatoli laughed.
"No way, had things to deal with." Mikhail said casually.
Mikhail didnât want to say much more and went to chitchat with his old friend, the Dwarf King.