Battle Armor Repair Technician

In the royal palace of the Three-Eyed Civilization, within a secret underground royal chamber, there were only the Three-Eyed King and a man.

The man looked somewhat like the Three-Eyed King. He was the Three-Eyed King's twenty-seventh son, as well as a prince of the Three-Eyed Civilization—San Wen.

Only after confirming that no one else was around did the Three-Eyed King speak.

"San Wen, this time, you'll be serving as a guide for the Ziwei Civilization's envoys. Pay attention and find out what they're looking for." The Three-Eyed King lowered his voice to the barest whisper.

"Father suspects they came here in search of something important?" San Wen asked doubtfully.

"It isn't suspicion. It's certainty." The Three-Eyed King blinked his third eye. "People from a God-level Civilization rarely emerge into the world. Now that they have, they came straight to Origin City. If there weren't something attractive enough here, do you think they would send people over? Anything capable of attracting a God-level Civilization definitely isn't ordinary. If we get a chance to obtain it, we'll benefit beyond measure."

The Three-Eyed King's gaze was resolute.

On the surface, he could submit to the Ziwei Civilization, but when there was a chance to climb higher, what civilization wouldn't want to seize it?

If they took a risk and succeeded, their civilization might rise another level. Or perhaps they could find what the Ziwei Civilization needed and present it to them. The benefits they would receive then would be enormous as well.

"You are the clan's finest child. This envoy is a woman. If you have the ability, try to interact with her more. But remember, do not anger them," the Three-Eyed King said.

"Understood." San Wen nodded.

After all, he was the Three-Eyed Civilization's most outstanding young man and greatest warrior.