Chapter 263 - - 261 Nan Youlong Finds Treasure_1

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“Boss, what exactly is your keyword?” Lami took back his coat and liner, putting them on as he asked.

His eyes were filled with envy, and his face was plastered with a flattering smile.

Those who could bring back abilities from the Alien Battlefield were all exceptional talents, and with Duge securing first place, his rise to prominence was inevitable.

He knew Duge would participate in four more Alien Battlefields. The future was fraught with risks, but at least for the next four years, his status would be unshakable.

Moreover, Duge’s performance on the Alien Battlefield was too dazzling, almost crushing his way to victory.

As long as he maintained his current pace, and lucked into a few more good keywords in the upcoming battlefields, there was a high chance he could become the next Hua Guyun.

So, it wasn’t wrong to get on the good side of someone important ahead of time.

If by chance they ended up in the same Alien Battlefield again, it could even breed a closer relationship.

On the Alien Battlefield, Lami had witnessed Duge’s ruthlessness.

To end the Alien Battlefield early and secure victory, he had really killed off all but ten of the warriors there, completely indifferent to whether they were allies or not.

“Pillaging,” Duge said nonchalantly.

“Pillaging?” Lami exclaimed incredulously, his voice rising eight octaves. “How could it be pillaging?”

“Why can’t it be pillaging!” laughed Duge. “Think about it, have I stolen little? I’ve looted an entire world, the wealth of the next thirty years!”

“Fuck…”

Lami was speechless.

After a long while,

he gave Duge a thumbs-up.

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On the plane,

Nan Youlong listened to the conversation between Duge and Lami in stunned silence, as if dumbfounded.

He couldn’t believe it.

The Alien Battlefield had really ended, in less than a day’s time.

He didn’t even know how to describe Duge!

Before the start, he gave countless warnings and reminders, advising Duge to be cautious and play steadily, not to be reckless and overambitious.

But who would have thought, Duge had used just six months to achieve an unprecedented record, completely ignoring the mainline, as if it was even simpler than a simulation.

After all, in the simulations, he had faced some decent resistance, while on the Alien Battlefield, those carefully selected elite warriors were nothing more than mere chickens and dogs in front of Duge.

In the end, Nan Youlong concluded that Duge’s style was the nemesis of the Gou Path Style.

No.

The key wasn’t about what style Duge used, but about his brains, about how he developed and utilized the keywords.

Qiyuan Star had been enslaved by Pan-Universe Entertainment for two hundred years, operating under the most primitive distribution system, and its economic system had long since collapsed.

Most people wouldn’t think of using the economy as a means of pillaging, but Duge did, and he even created a system out of it. Even if he learned it by studying replays of his predecessors, he had to be acknowledged as a genius.

After all,

when most people watch the replays, they focus more on how the predecessors understood and applied the keywords, with few paying special attention to the economic composition of the Alien Battlefield.

Qiyuan Star had stumbled upon a treasure.

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“Duge, you shouldn’t have let them go,” Nan Youlong clicked his tongue and said with regret. “If you had killed everyone, you could’ve replicated your strategy one more time in the next Alien Battlefield. Now, with everyone aware of your strategy, they will make targeted preparations against it, and it will be much more dangerous to attempt the same thing.”

Throughout, Nan Youlong did not even mention those Qiyuan Star warriors that Duge had killed.

Upon the alien battlefield, only those who return in victory are heroes, and the dead are nothing at all; seeking justice for them has no meaning.

“Staff Officer Nan, will I be convicted for this?” Duge asked.

“Some might question your actions, but you won’t be charged with any crime,” Nan Youlong’s attitude toward Duge had improved a lot, and he let out a sneer, “That group knows what’s more important.”

“I intentionally let them go back,” Duge said.

“Why?” Nan Youlong and Lami asked in unison.

“To disrupt their rhythm,” Duge explained, “Staff Officer Nan, do you remember the second simulation I participated in? Did those who imitated me win?

Trying to draw a tiger and ending up with a dog; those who mimic me can take on most of the pressure for me. I can also target them one by one, no need to search for them like now, which takes a great deal of effort.”

“Alright, I can’t see through your combat style, so I won’t comment too much,” said Nan Youlong, feeling happy that his protégé had won first place on the battlefield. He poured a glass of water for Duge and pushed it towards him, “However, Duge, by disrupting the rhythm like this, it’s not just the people outside who get affected, our own people’s rhythm will be disrupted too. For the next battle on an alien star, whether it’s those new to the battlefield or those who have stepped down, it looks like they’ll all need to be retrained.”

Duge smiled without replying.

“Duge, what do you plan to do in the coming year?” Nan Youlong asked, “Get involved in politics, or continue watching the replays of the veterans? Having come back alive from the alien battlefield, you now have the qualifications to participate in the policy decision-making of Qiyuan Star.”

“Is there a possibility for me to enter the simulation a few more times?” Duge asked.

“Yes.”

Nan Youlong agreed very readily.

Duge’s unconventional victory on the alien battlefield made Nan Youlong realize that the style of future battles there could likely change as a result.

As the originator of this style of fighting, Duge was the most qualified to train warriors.

What could be more fitting than participating in the same simulation as Duge for practical experience?

As long as some of the trainees in the same simulation as Duge learn the essence of his technique, they would become powerful weapons on the alien battlefield.

The recordings of Duge’s participation in the simulation could also be distributed as teaching resources, which would be all to the benefit and no harm to the future of Qiyuan Star.

“Then I’ll participate in the simulation,” Duge said with a smile.

“Good, I’ll arrange it for you,” Nan Youlong said.

“Staff Officer Nan, I would also like to take part in the simulation,” Lami said, raising his hand, “However, I don’t want to enter the same one as Duge. I want to practice implementing Duge’s tactics in the simulation.”

“Yes,” Nan Youlong nodded, then looked at the two of them, “What are your spiritual power scores now?”

“I’m at 3,500,” Lami turned to look at Duge and reported his score first.

“I’m at 60,000,” Duge said.

“How much?” Nan Youlong jumped up, his knee sending the table between them flying.

“60,000,” Duge’s quick reflexes allowed him to catch the teacup that flew up, and then he caught the tabletop and set it aside, repeating himself.

“In six months, you’ve reached a spiritual power level of 60,000?” Nan Youlong looked at Duge, aghast as if he had suffered a huge blow.

Lami was also stunned, looking enviously at Duge and shaking off the water droplets on his leg, said, “With such a high spiritual power level, Duge could start by seizing control of a big shot in the next battle on an alien star, gaining an even higher starting point.”

Duge smiled and thought back to the way he had refined his third senior brother’s body to the utmost limit, then asked, “Staff Officer Nan, the alien battlefield is a real world. Do you know what happens to those worlds after we leave, or how the bodies we’ve modified with attributes are handled?”

“I don’t know,” Nan Youlong shook his head, “No one has ever returned to the alien battlefield where they fought, and Pan-Universe Entertainment won’t reveal subsequent information to us.”

“Oh,” Duge sighed quietly, no longer pressing the question.

He hadn’t expected an answer from Nan Youlong anyway.

This question should actually be asked of Bai Long.

However, he wasn’t qualified enough, and it was highly likely Bai Long wouldn’t answer him either.

“Staff Officer Nan, you might not know yet, but the great Duge also brought back a skill from the alien battlefield,” Lami said to Nan Youlong with a smile, adding.

“Hmm,” Nan Youlong was already too shocked to react, and upon hearing this, he just nodded.

Looking at the two of them, he sighed and said, “When you both participate in the simulation, it’s best to do as others do, start by seizing control of some minor characters and advance step by step. Otherwise, it’s too unfair to others, and it also defeats the purpose of training…”

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