Global Game: Ten Billion Spirit Energy Coins From The Start
Chapter 1493 - 1381, Galaxy Level Fat Lamb

Chapter 1493: 1381, Galaxy Level Fat Lamb

Next, the three Stellar Level individuals had a brief exchange, informing each other of the situations within their respective organizations.

The "Glory Rebels," "Dark Energy Rebel Army," and "Seed Preservers," though temporarily united, were not aware of each other’s situations and needed to communicate promptly.

Through this exchange, the three gradually gained clarity on each other’s personnel deployments.

However, just as Marklim was about to conclude the meeting, Lailin, the representative of the "Glory Rebels," suddenly asked mysteriously, "Marklim, you’re quite familiar with this Su Yu, aren’t you?"

Marklim was taken aback but immediately replied, "Very familiar, he is my main target of focus."

"Have you found his home planet?"

"Not yet, there hasn’t been any reliable intelligence."

"You can rely on prophecy if there’s no intelligence, can’t you? Don’t you have Tagnia? Can’t she predict it?" Lailin was puzzled.

Lailin’s mention of "Tagnia" referred to an exceedingly powerful prophecy expert within the Dark Energy Rebel Army. Her capabilities were as high as the Seventh Rank of Stellar Level, surpassing the prophecy abilities of the Stellar Level prophet Ashley from the Fegg Hub.

With Tagnia’s prophecies, it shouldn’t be impossible to find Su Yu’s home planet, right?

"Well, I haven’t had the chance to visit Tagnia yet..." Marklim replied subtly, his originally dark complexion turning even darker.

There was considerable animosity between Marklim and Tagnia, known to all within the rebel organizations, and surely known to Lailin.

However, Lailin still brought up Tagnia, wasn’t that just exposing Marklim’s shortcoming? Hence, Marklim’s expression wasn’t pleasant.

Yet, Lailin didn’t seem to care about these matters.

Lailin was a Human Race powerhouse with pure white skin, almost translucent through which the subcutaneous tissue could be clearly seen.

On his back, however, were two huge black wings.

At this moment, he crossed his arms, his wings slightly quivering, showing a greedy smile, "Let’s not talk about that; since you haven’t found Su Yu’s home planet yet, why not hand him over to me?

This guy isn’t just any fat catch. I’ll find and destroy his home planet to avenge your clan dragon, after all, your Dark Energy Rebel Army doesn’t like money anyway."

Lailin offered to eliminate Su Yu, still because Su Yu was too fat!

An income of as much as 4.2 trillion Holy Silver Coins!

Plus, the auction of Darak’s corpse a year and a half ago, totaling over five trillion enough to tempt Lailin! Even as a Stellar Level individual.

Although all five rebel organizations are indeed rebel organizations, their inclinations differ.

The Dark Energy Rebel Army consists of madmen who crave extreme destruction;

The Seed Preservers aim to preserve their culture;

Whereas the Glory Rebels, compared to other rebel organizations, are more greedy for wealth.

Marklim was indifferent to Su Yu’s wealth, but Lailin was different!

Upon learning of Su Yu’s fortune, he couldn’t sit still; this was a once-in-a-millennium galaxy-level cash cow!

Marklim glanced at Lailin, his eyes filled with disdain at the depths.

Deep inside, the Dark Energy Rebel Army genuinely looked down on these money-grubbers, feeling that with Lailin’s words, the class had dropped by countless levels.

Nevertheless, he managed to endure his disgust, saying, "Okay, if you truly want it, take it. But I must warn you, this guy might not be ordinary."

Marklim had spent much effort tracking Su Yu’s home planet but to no avail, which had gradually stirred his vigilance.

"Relax, what’s so extraordinary? In three months, I’ll have someone deliver his remains to you." Lailin waved his hand, utterly indifferent.

Even if Su Yu is formidable, he’s just newly Planet-level; could he, a Stellar Level, fail?

Thus, he completely paid no mind to Su Yu.

Let’s see how he takes down this fat cash cow!