Chapter 388: Is There a Problem if I Want to Annihilate Your Clan?_3
It just hurts a bit.
...
"How should I put it?"
In a palace within the Awesome Starfield, Li Yi with a complex expression looked at the replay of the live broadcast in front of him, remaining silent for a long time before turning his head to look at the Chief of the Cast Steel Clan beside him, "With this, your crisis should be resolved, right?"
"Re...Resolved."
The Chief of the Cast Steel Clan was trembling slightly at this moment, involuntarily swallowing his saliva before slowly regaining his composure, "That is, Chief Li, should I go and express... my regards?"
The crisis was more than resolved!
It was completely resolved!
From now on, there would no longer be the presence of the Three-Eyed Clan, and naturally, no one would come to provoke them on purpose.
Not to mention the Three-Eyed Clan, after this incident, not only the already exterminated Three-Eyed Clan but also the other races wouldn't dare to mess with the Cast Steel Clan anymore. They would have to avoid them by three feet.
The level of protection Yi provided was unprecedented and unparalleled.
If every person who charged protection fees could provide such a level of protection, he couldn't imagine how eagerly and happily those merchants would pay, he thought.
"Sigh."
Li Yi sighed lightly, shaking his head somewhat speechlessly, "Your mind is too chaotic. You're the Chief of a Fourfold Planet, you've come this far, you're not so dim-witted that you need to ask me about such things, are you?"
"Whether you express regards or how you do it, that's for you to go and think about slowly."
"I have a mountain of issues to deal with over here."
"Yes... understood, understood."
The Chief of the Cast Steel Clan, who had finally come to a full realization, hurriedly nodded repeatedly, looking at Li Yi with a grateful face, "I also want to thank Former Leader Li for facilitating this. The gifts prepared by my people are already on their way, they will arrive soon. I hope Former Leader Li will be sure to accept them."
He wasn't stupid.
After all, to be able to sit in his position, one could say he might have certain flaws in his character, but he definitely wasn't dumb.
It was just that the situation had completely overwhelmed him, causing his brain to be somewhat dumbfounded, unable to make the right choices for a moment.
"Hmm."
...
After sending off the Chief of the Cast Steel Clan with a wave of his hand.
Li Yi sat silently in his place, not speaking. He indeed had many issues to address, after the Three-Eyed Clan was obliterated, many races from other starfields sought him out, testing his stance.
They wanted to know if they could purchase the porcelain from Chen Yi's store in Sky City.
The undertone of their inquiries was whether they could also pay protection fees.
He was somewhat uncertain about how to reply.
The situation was definitely beneficial for him, as these people belonged to major clans. Although he wouldn't receive a penny of the money, whether it was for the reputation of the Awesome Starfield or the capital brought by these individuals to Sky City, potentially investing in some industry or business, it was all purely beneficial for him.
But he couldn't directly or indirectly respond to these inquiries, to avoid letting Chen Yi know, because he was aware Yi disliked others making decisions on his behalf.
After pondering for a long time.
He chose to cold-shoulder, to not reply to the messages.
It was better to let Yi handle this matter; he didn't want to express an opinion too much.
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Meanwhile, on Awesome Starfield.
All the races belonging to Awesome Starfield were now in a frenzy of celebration!
If just a short while ago, there were people cursing their leader for spending so many Points on a seemingly useless piece of porcelain, just to curry favor with Chen Yi, now nearly all the players were praising their racial governments for making such a correct decision.
Several billion Points, is that a lot?
Yes, it is!
A player with a rather good, even excellent standing on Sixfold Planet would find it difficult to come up with several billion Points in liquid assets.
The several billion Points here are not including the value of one's Props and Skills, just the balance of Points in the account.
Not to mention players from Sixfold Planet, even those from Sevenfold or Eightfold Planets would struggle to produce several billion Points. After all, the vast majority of players tend to spend any Points they have as soon as they get them to improve their own strength.
Few people keep their Points accumulated in their accounts.
Only by strengthening oneself can one tread the true path.
But for a Race, whether it's from Threefold Planet or Fourfold Planet, coming up with several billion Points might be a bit difficult, but it's not impossible!
And now, all the players were relieved that their racial governments had once made such a correct decision!
Especially the players from the Cast Steel Clan, they were even more thankful!
If they hadn't paid that protection fee back then, how could they have had Yi's shelter? They could only have been oppressed to death by the Three-Eyed Clan, or even faced extermination without anyone to lend them aid.
Several billion Points, in exchange for such a powerful backer.
Who wouldn't be happy?
At this moment, the leaders of the other races in Awesome Starfield were also sitting in their offices, repeatedly watching the replay of Yi obliterating the Three-Eyed Clan, the smiles on their faces growing wider with each view.
Such a person was the protective deity of their planets!
Truly an instant full sense of security.
Those billions of Points were incredibly well spent. Now, who else would dare trouble them? It would be good enough if they didn't seek out trouble for others.
Now, looking at the porcelain they had spent several billion Points on, placed on their desks, the more they looked, the more pleasing it became, the more they liked it.
And for that last race that had paid the protection fee, even after the Tuberculosis Rabbit personally visited and they were still preparing to refuse payment, so much so that their leader faked death to escape, the newly appointed leader watching the replay in the live broadcast room couldn't control the twitching at the corner of his mouth.