Trading a Star System for a Supercluster?

"I want to buy this Star System from you, sir. I heard that Mr. Mo Chen has Standard War Armor here, and I would also like to buy one hundred thousand sets. As for the terms, I am willing to exchange a Supercluster territory for them."

A Supercluster?

Everyone present was stunned.

Even Mister Tuyun and Shui Ling were taken aback by Tong Qing's audacity.

They knew what a Supercluster meant. It was equivalent to the territory of a Top-Tier Civilization.

A galaxy contained an average of hundreds of billions of stars. On average, a hundred galaxies formed a galaxy cluster with a diameter of ten million light-years. When several galaxy clusters and galaxy groups gathered together, they formed a higher-level celestial system: a Supercluster. Even the smallest Supercluster had a diameter of one hundred million light-years.

The territory of the Yun Zhou Civilization consisted of only ten Superclusters.

Trading a Star System and one hundred thousand sets of Standard War Armor for a Supercluster was simply absurd.

It was like trading a bottle of water for a mountain of gold. But this was a "desert," and the "water" here was more precious than mountains of gold outside the desert.

"If Mr. Mo Chen is dissatisfied with these terms, you may name any condition you wish. I guarantee I will satisfy you. If you do not wish to sell, I will not force you." Tong Qing's smile remained unchanged as he quietly waited for Chen Mo's answer.

The choice now lay with Chen Mo.

This time, even Lan watched Chen Mo somewhat nervously.

Chen Mo's next decision was crucial. It concerned their future development and planning. Lan was merely an employee; since Chen Mo had not asked for his opinion, it was not his place to offer it.

Shui Ling