One After Another

What was going on here?

From VIP1 to VIP7, the process made you spend frantically, hunt enemies, take risks, then return to the system shop to buy all kinds of abilities and realms, strengthening yourself.

There were enormous hidden deductions involved in that alone. It was equivalent to working for a ruthless merchant.

But once you reached VIP8, after using massive resources to break through and become an eighth-rank god—

You no longer belonged to yourself.

You belonged to the other party. All the resources, martial power, and combat strength you had accumulated on yourself, along with yourself, would become the other party's property!

How was this merely the work of a ruthless merchant?

It was practically a business requiring no capital!

They swallowed you whole, gradually devouring all your possessions, until even you yourself were eaten clean! And what about the other party?

The other party would probably still be deeply grateful, happily getting fleeced without realizing it.

"This method is truly shameless." Caroline silently pondered. "They devised this plan in an instant, a plan based on the characteristics of my entire race."

She had seen through the entire process.

After all, what was the foundation of the system shop? Binding! It prevented buyers from privately selling or exchanging cultivation techniques and bloodlines.

The core cultivation techniques and bloodlines would only be sold after reaching VIP8 because, once someone became VIP8, they became part of her race—they became hers. That directly solved the problem. There was no fear of leaks, since she could alter memories within their minds. This formed the "bound" model for personal top-tier cultivation techniques in Online Games.

Within the Empire Meeting.

With a loud rush, the trusted subordinate who had just entered through the Snow-White Light Pillar quickly arrived.

A terrifying aura radiated from him,