Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 862: The Cake Division of the Courtyard World - Final
Jerome Sharp's pupils contracted slightly.

He certainly knew what the so-called "right story" meant.

They can indeed, with Heaven’s help, become “the only voice.”

But the content of this voice must conform to the standards of heaven.

They will become tools of Terra's ideology, not above Terra.

Jerome tapped the table lightly with his fingers, the smile on his face lasted for a moment, and then he said slowly:
"……make a deal."

As long as he can suppress the trend of those stinky penguins, why wouldn't he agree to it! ?

They have long wanted to teach those arrogant penguins a lesson.

"Vikander Nidtech Media is willing to become the information hub of the Kingdom of Heaven."

"We will make sure that the entire astral world hears the correct voice."

Jerome, on behalf of [Vikander Ned Technology Media], hugged the courtyard and the big tree of heaven.

After all, it's nice to sit under a big tree.

Xia Xiu nodded with satisfaction.

"very good."

"Then, from today on, you will be responsible for spreading information in all the colonies in the courtyard."

"At the same time, the Secretariat of the Administration has the right to review the dissemination of your speech."

After Vikander Ned Technology Media reached an agreement with Xia Xiu, the heat of the flow of power seemed to still linger in the air.

Many representatives of abnormal capital were either thinking or thinking about how to digest the recent distribution of interests.

Xia Xiu's gaze slowly shifted towards him.

That was Dr. Wende Tinment.

Reginald Philbert Lionel Archibald Westinghouse Windtingent III.

As the name suggests, it is long and gorgeous, which makes people laugh but not to be underestimated.

Dr. Wendetinment, the overlord of anomalous entertainment.

He is also one of the most moderate allies of the courtyard at present.

Xia Xiu looked at him quietly with a slight smile on his face.

"Then... the last one."

"Dr. Wendetinment, which colony will your fantasy world descend upon?"

And Wendtingment bowed slightly, saluted, and spoke in a calm and restrained voice.

"Dear Sir Abraham, you know."

"We want to - laugh."

He spread his arms, as if telling the entire universe his absurd yet true dream:

"The dull wars, the dull colonization, the dull administration - it's all too boring."

"What we, Wendetingment Entertainment Group, pursue is to make the universe... interesting!"

"We don't build fleets or sell arms. We only sell dreams, dramas, spectacles - and a little bit of... addiction."

"One hub is enough."

"We will build there a wonderland, an unrealistic amusement park open to all civilizations."

“We don’t offer addiction, we offer healing.”

"Those who have lost their loved ones in war, whose hearts have been broken by colonial oppression, and whose minds cannot comprehend the meaning of existence in the anomaly storm - they will be able to find solace in our dreams."

When he said this, he looked at Xia Xiu gently.

“Of course, respecting the legal framework of the yard and the authority, we are happy to cooperate with all content reviews.”

"At the same time, I will set up a reality-adapting prototype test chamber for the fifth-stage Great Power Unit 'Little Mister' in the Wonderland."

"I know this still sounds a little unconventional, but please believe me - we will not use 'miracles' as a means of war."

“I just want to prove that entertainment itself can also be a kind of belief.”

Among the eight abnormal capitalists present, only Wendtinment III has no fundamental conflict with the future interests of the Kingdom of Heaven and is an abnormal capitalist who is close enough to the Kingdom of Heaven.

He...or they are the abnormal capital force that can be united by the Kingdom of Heaven.

According to past history, Wendtinment III is bound to become a [Miracle], and the Kingdom of Heaven still hopes to win over a [Miracle] to its camp.

Xia Xiu was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly to Wendetingment III:
"You make a good point."

"The Courtyard will allocate a colonizable hub to you and authorize you to use the land.

As for how to divide the special entertainment area, it is entirely up to you to lead the construction."

He paused and then said:

"For the Little Mister Project, the courtyard will provide you with high-dimensional computing resources and ethical supervision."

"You once said, 'Immersed dreams can help civilization alleviate the cracks in reality.'"

"And I hope you won't let this beautiful dream turn into a nightmare for mankind."

Dr. Wendtimment bowed again, his voice like the breeze blowing across the stone steps:
“Thank you for your understanding. Your concerns will not happen to our generation of Dr. Wendetinment.”

“Please allow me to represent all the screenwriters and dream builders of Fantasyland and wish us a pleasant cooperation.”

Xia Xiu chuckled:

“May your dreams become poems in the future astral world.”

So far——

The division of the eight abnormal capitals has been completely completed.

The air in the conference hall was heavy and hot, like cast iron that had been re-solidified after being forged in a fierce fire.

No one spoke anymore, but every representative present knew very well in their hearts that this was a dividing point of an era.

Whether he is a manic arms dealer who makes a living from war like Alex Reis, or a precise financial oligarch like Kinberg who calculates every resource to the fifth decimal place, or a gentle entertainment master who builds dreams silently like Dr. Wendtinment.

——They all knew the significance of this moment.

It’s not about dividing resources or sharing the cake.

But...

A blueprint for a new order that can radiate to all the heavens and worlds has been laid out.

The Courtyard of the World, together with eight abnormal capitals, will jointly construct an efficient, closed-loop, full-dimensional Terra domination system.

A colonial network that is truly capable of shaping development trajectories on a “civilizational scale”.

Their fields are different, but they are closely linked and cause and effect to each other:
The war machine of the [Valravin Group] will be responsible for training a huge star army to conquer the solar war zone and construct a huge military complex;

[Anderson Robots] will equip the postwar colonies with gears and logic;

[MC&D Corporation] will extract the desires of the nobles and monsters from victory;
[Kimberg-Leitz] let all resources flow through his hands as financial instruments;
[Ambrose Restaurant] and [Gateway Castle] will manipulate the body and habits with food and fast food;

[Vikander Nidtech Media] controls information and narrative through ideology;

And [Dr. Wendtingment] will use entertainment and dreams to conquer the deepest desires of the soul.

Military, economy, technology, media, food, intelligence, finance, entertainment;
——The eight pillars support the civilization authority of the Solar War Zone.

The Courtyard of the Earthly World stands at the top of the pillar, like a judge, casting its own iron laws in the hearts of all the stars and worlds.

At this moment, the representatives of the eight families almost unanimously focused their eyes on the fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven.

They have also realized that:

Every subsequent colonial expansion, every Ivy League war, every star gate opening in a star field...will be inseparable from the shadows of these eight capitals.

——But there is always only one true helmsman.

That is the holder of the [Iron Crown], Hugh Abraham. He may not dominate the eight major capitals, but he has personally woven a huge power network that is enough to include the entire Sun War Zone on the chessboard.

And he was the one who arranged for all eight of them to join the game.

Xia Xiu's gaze slowly swept across the representatives of the eight abnormal capitals.

The post-war conference was drawing to a close, but in this silence, there was a mixture of ambitions to carve out a new future and a flame of restraint after the game.

Xia Xiu spoke with a smile on his face:

"The meeting is now over."

His tone was neither fast nor slow, but it was enough to make every representative withdraw their thoughts and refocus their attention on him.

"Everyone, in the next period of time, please digest the cake in your hands well."

"The Gis foreign empire left us a rich war dividend. That is the first round of fruits offered by the Ivy League War. You have plenty of time to dismantle, transform, and reshape them. You can harvest, cultivate, colonize, and cash them in your own way."

His eyes lightly passed over Wendtinment, Alex, Kinberg and others.

"In the near future, the Courtyard will not rush to start a war against the Soul Sucker Empire."

"It's not about not moving, but about being steady."

He paused and continued:

“This victory is only the starting point of our journey towards hegemony in the astral world.

We have conquered Tunaras...but to truly dominate the astral world, we must defeat the Mind Drainer Empire."

"And to remove it, we need a sharper blade."

"so--"

He held out a finger.

"The courtyard will launch the second recruitment plan for 'Sons of the Courtyard'."

"Unlike the first three hundred members of Phase I whose souls and bones were forged and refined by me personally—"

"Phase II of the Sons of the Courtyard will be expanded to one thousand people."

"These 'Sons of the Courtyard' will be deployed to the colonies of the universe to oversee the expansion of your world, promote the implementation of your agreements, and eliminate the anomalous threats you encounter—"

"At the same time, you will monitor each of your...promises for me."

His words were gentle, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

The Lord of the Courtyard is taking this opportunity to crack down on the eight abnormal capitals, hoping that they will behave themselves.

"They will not be your enemies."

"But they will be the shadows watching over you."

Facing the blow from the Lord of the Courtyard, the eight representatives of abnormal capital remained silent.

They certainly would not give up because of fear, since they had reached a cooperation agreement with Hugh Abraham and the Kingdom of Heaven.

They will not be fickle and two-faced.

It is most beneficial for them to maximize the benefits of the courtyard war.

After Xia Xiu completed the necessary knocking steps, he set his sights on Alex Reiss, the representative of the [Valravin Group].

“Before I say goodbye to you all, I still need to explain one thing to the Valraven Group.

My fleet has taken shape, but the power of a ship is not limited to its steel hull and firepower data - it depends more on the people who helm it. "

With a flick of his finger, a virtual map appeared, showing the entire astral colony group that was newly placed under the rule of the courtyard.

"I want the Courtyard Navy to not be an empty fleet, but a huge army that can actually travel through the heavens and myriad worlds, conquer, crush, and blockade."

“The establishment of the Star Army will be fully implemented next.

Standing troops, tactical coordination, logistics echelons, special operations teams... I will leave these to you to build."

“Train, screen, and reshape.”

"Take in all the old soldiers, newcomers, ambitious people, frustrated people, and wanderers who have been floating around in Terra."

"I want them to no longer be loose Terrans the moment they enter the fleet, but the sharp swords of the courtyard and the military souls fighting for the Kingdom of Heaven."

He paused slightly, and spoke with a heavier tone:

"Your Valraven Group will become the main training organ for this astral military expansion."

"I will order the Administration to open up its staffing authority, and the Secretariat and the Intelligence Agency will jointly provide resources. You will receive the highest level transfer order and cooperation agreement from the courtyard."

"You are responsible for tempering people into steel."

"I am responsible for having them raise the flag of the Earthly Courtyard in the Star Realm."

"Don't worry, Mr. Abraham."

Alex Reis nodded, his tone as efficient and concise as always.

"We will hand over the first batch of qualified core members of the fleet within thirty standard Terra days."

Xia Xiu nodded gently:

"very good."

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The door of the Governor's Mansion slowly closed, the metal hinges made a slight clang, and then there was silence.

Silence, like a piece of silk spread out in this conference hall that once decided the future of the heavens and all worlds.

The representatives of the eight abnormal capitals - the giants that have stirred up the world's economy and wars, have left Tunaras under the escort of a private fleet.

With their own ambitions, plans and appetites to devour colonies, they step one step closer to the chessboard they will lay out in the courtyard system.

At this moment, Xia Xiu was the only one left in Governor-General Tunaras's mansion.

He sat in his office chair, raised his hand gently, rubbed his brows, and his golden pupils slightly closed, as if trying to drive away the... corporate animal vibe that was currently lingering on the edge of his consciousness.

His heart was not as excited as the outside world had guessed, but surprisingly calm.

——The battle is over.

The Gis people have perished, and eight abnormal capitals have entered the game. Under their financial, media, armed and belief dissemination, the star colonies will eventually be infiltrated, transformed, and even reshaped by the Courtyard.

The ruling framework at this stage has become stable.

With the strength of the industrial complex of the Eight Giants, he can completely hand over the early governance of the entire "Solar War Zone".

"In the next period of time, let these investors slowly digest the cake themselves..."

"I should leave the courtyard for a while."

Xia Xiu said silently in his heart.

Suddenly, his right hand moved slightly, and his fingertips made a light stroke.

The void was covered with layers of fine ripples, as if the surface of some deliberately sealed time was gently stirred.

A scroll sealed with a forbidden spell slowly emerged from the gap, emitting a soul-stirring pulse.

It was a piece of dark gold-toned parchment, with some kind of black runes burned on its edges. In the middle hung a dark, dull seal, like a demon's eye.

——[The third seal: black seal].

Xia Xiu took it slowly, staring at the seal lying quietly in his palm. He whispered to himself:
"The breath fluctuations of the perfect embryo..."

This was something that the Dark Horse Knight among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse had given to him, and it was also an event of "cooperation" between the Four Lords and him.

[The Third Seal] symbolizes famine, economic collapse, and the breakdown of order.

The knight of the deadly omen had told him;

When all the [Seven Seals] are opened, the entire galaxy will burn!

The four seals are in the hands of the four monarchs, and the fifth seal will emerge when Terra is unified;

The sixth and seventh are hidden in the gates of heaven and hell.