The Vidyadhara Are All Completely Insane! (Continued)

She was probably the most unbothered regional faction leadership figure in the universe.

For no other reason than that she knew two demigods, and she had latched onto both of their thighs.

The current Great Guardian of Belobog: IPC, Family, your days are numbered!

Hey, it was just that kind of confidence.

Cocolia glanced sideways at her. Bronya immediately stood at attention and tucked away that tiny bit of smugness.

She had originally thought herself a backward native in some remote corner, only to hook up with the thickest thigh of all before she even had time to do anything—Bronya Rand's pride was entirely natural. Only, she ought to recognize that it was not Belobog's own strength; if she grew too smug and forgot her own weight, that would not be a good thing.

"Is it because of the Declaration of the Preservation Emanator?"

Cocolia's expression gradually cleared.

Topaz's smile stiffened, and immediately, she had no choice but to nod.

Cocolia spoke up next, practically giving Bronya a lecture:

"It's not my first day surfing the net; I have some idea of the IPC's situation. A market encompassing the cosmic starry sky, logistics reaching every known civilization, and even the right to issue a universal currency... Which of these isn't an earth-shattering benefit? Why on earth would the IPC let other factions accept these privileges?"

"Because the IPC has the strength?"

"Does the IPC have more Emanators than the Xianzhou, or is it closer to the Aeons than the Family?"

"Ah, this..."

Bronya was left speechless and stuttering.

You couldn't really blame her; from birth until now, her primary field of vision had been restricted to the tiny plot of land that was Belobog, so where would she find the leisure to ponder and study the power dynamics of top-tier