82: Chapter 82 From this moment on, he officially turned evil.

The resources of the Endless Star Sea World, except for those of individual private deities, basically all belong to the state and joint organizations.

For every pioneer deity, the spoils obtained in the Star Sea World will eventually be purchased by the state.

Take the premier mining enterprise of the Longyan Xia Kingdom, [Xiju Mining], for example.

[Xiju Mining] mined 10 million tons of super-energy ore on Magnet Lan Star, and the enterprise cannot manipulate prices or trade it privately.

These 10 million tons of ore will be sent to the Longyan Xia Kingdom's specialized mining department for preliminary review and pricing.

Afterward, based on the preliminary pricing, tariffs will be determined, relevant permits will be processed, and it will be transported back to the Blue Star World through the Star Sea Hub.

After deducting tariffs, [Xiju Mining] will process and package the raw ore collected; these costs are all covered by them.

Finally, [Xiju Mining] will communicate and negotiate with professional negotiators from the Longyan Xia Kingdom, set an appropriate price, and then send it into the market.

This series of tasks is the processing method for a ten-million-ton shipment, and it is also how ordinary pioneer deities handle valuable items.

Although ordinary deities do not have state-provided negotiators to discuss prices like [Xiju Mining], those third-party commercial companies will also evaluate the items.

In summary, if one wants to sell goods, one must pass through the Star Sea Hub.

And at this moment, Yang Bai holds a private Star Sea Hub in his hands; he can completely use this hub to transport items from the Star Sea World back.

Yang Bai stared blankly at the subspace bracelet on his wrist.

A spatial bracelet is an item used by deities to store objects.

But a subspace bracelet can transport items across space, and before transporting, it needs to be bound to a Star Sea Hub.

Originally, he didn't understand why the subspace bracelet was his implant.

But now, he seems to be able to understand the thoughts of the person who gave the reward.

Yang Bai swallowed, then opened it.

"Clang!"

Yang Bai tapped his finger, and a huge alloy safe landed in front of him; this safe was exactly what he had taken from Hark's office.

Originally, he was thinking of using some special means to transport it back, but now it seems there is no need for that.

Thinking of this, Yang Bai looked at Mu Ziyu, who was kneeling on the ground, and took the list from his hand.

"10 cases of Concentrated Magic Essence."

"5 cases of Biochemical High-Explosive Grenades."

"300 [Tyson Type 3] Multi-barrel Rifles."

"4 tons of unknown special alloy ornaments."

"2 [Titan Cores]."

"10 Chirame Trickster Magic Eyes."

...

Looking at the items on the list, Yang Bai suddenly felt a chill down his back; this long, rambling list probably had over two hundred lines.

Looking at the list, Yang Bai was completely shocked.

He originally didn't understand why these Cultivators went insane and caused such terrible bloodshed.

But now, seeing this list, he understood everything; today's matter was all about the two words: "making money."

Seeing that Yang Bai was silent, Mu Ziyu knelt on the ground and continued respectfully, "Lord Immortal, I know you don't look down on these trivial things. If possible, please give me two more days."

"[soul of el], this is a key to a special, undiscovered, and unmined secret realm. I have already found its hiding place."

"As long as you give me two days, I will definitely retrieve this item and present it to you with both hands."

Hearing Mu Ziyu's words, Yang Bai opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He originally thought that this list of over two hundred items was the limit of these Cultivators; he didn't expect Mu Ziyu to have been holding back a big one for him.

Yang Bai had never heard of [soul of el].

But if it is a key to a special, undiscovered, and unmined secret realm, then that is terrifying.

This is not just a secret realm key; this is the key to a mountain of gold. Even if Yang Bai doesn't go to mine this mountain of gold, just selling the key would earn him enough star coins to last him until the fourth tier.

At this moment, Yang Bai deeply understood the meaning of "the golden belt comes from murder and arson, while bridge builders and road pavers have no corpses left."

If he went through proper channels, leased pioneer ships, and explored secret realms and mineral veins, the net profit he would get in the end would probably only be seventy or eighty thousand star coins.

And right now, Mu Ziyu, leading his people, burned, killed, looted, and committed all sorts of crimes in Zhatie City, yet brought him a net profit of nearly one million, along with important intelligence on an unmined secret realm.

Comparing the two, Yang Bai suddenly felt so unsuccessful, and a sense of frustration surged into his heart.

Yang Bai looked at these Cultivators as if he were seeing them for the first time.

Although he has lived two lives, most of his energy in life has been spent on studying, while these Cultivators understand better than him how to survive in this world.

Furthermore, they can implement their actions and do them seriously.

"Ha, hahaha, sigh, so that's how it is."

Yang Bai shook his head with a bitter smile, as if he had figured something out; the gloom on his face was swept away, and his eyes became greedy and terrifying.

The next second, a ball of white immortal flames ignited in his palm, wrapping around his notebook and instantly burning it to nothing, leaving not even ashes.

Along with it, he also burned away his naive heart.

Looking at the burned notebook, Mu Ziyu's eyes were full of horror; in his view, he had indeed ruined Lord Immortal's plans.

Just as he was preparing to kneel and apologize, Yang Bai stopped him.

Yang Bai bent down, placed a hand on Mu Ziyu's shoulder, helped him up, and said earnestly:

"Mu Ziyu, you don't need to apologize for this matter. You haven't done anything wrong."

"I have said, 'My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; everything I do is for the Great Dao.' Your actions were not wrong; I said so."

Mu Ziyu's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief:

"But, but, I did interfere with Lord Immortal's plans and caused your hard work to go down the drain."

Yang Bai smiled and said dismissively:

"So what? Plans cannot keep up with changes. Since it's gone, then it's gone. If we can't walk the righteous path, then we will walk the dark path. If we can't walk the dark path, then we will carve out our own path."

As he spoke, Yang Bai looked at everyone present, cupped his hands in a salute, and said, "Everyone, please get up. I lost my composure just now; I apologize to you all."

"Lord Immortal, we dare not."

"How could that be? What happened?"

"It seems Mu Ziyu caused trouble, and then Lord Immortal forgave him."

...

Seeing Yang Bai act like this, the Cultivators below quickly waved their hands and bowed, returning the salute one after another.

"Mu Ziyu, you are a great person; you have brains, you have strategy, and I like you very much."

Yang Bai raised Mu Ziyu's arm, showing him to the Cultivators present, and said earnestly:

"Mu Ziyu is a strategist I recognize. From now on, when you are out and about, if possible, try to listen to his arrangements; just consider it giving me, the Master of White Jade Capital, some face."

"No problem, Fellow Daoist Mu is awesome."

"We should call him Strategist Mu now."

"Following Elder Chu, White Jade Capital has another military advisor, Mu."

"Mu Ziyu has strong capabilities. I, for one, think there is no problem with letting him plan our operations."

...

The Cultivators below discussed among themselves, but no one raised any objections. After those three days of operations, Mu Ziyu had demonstrated his strength.

Mu Ziyu stood frozen in place, staring blankly at the Cultivators below; he didn't know what to say anymore.

Yang Bai raised his wine bowl and said loudly, "Everyone, let's have a drink!"

"Cheers!"

The scene fell into a lively atmosphere again.