Who Turned You into This, "Star Abyss"?

"Young Master Andy has good taste."

Wendy Destis smiled, raised her wine glass, and congratulated the noble young man Andyfa Morodia sitting opposite her:

"They acquired the Highly Potential Flower Rain Star for only five million Ammonium Gold. I must say, the Morodia family really has some clever methods."

"You flatter me, Senior Destis. This is the result of the collective decision-making efforts of all the staff at our Ru Lun Shipping Workshop."

Andy smiled, making no attempt to hide his smugness.

"Heh, those nice words are enough to appease employees. Those low-level employees will never see the full picture of a real business war in their entire lives."

Wendy Destis took a sip of her drink and then said, "Getting all the buyer information from the Planetary Resources Department of the Crystal Tower through connections is no small expense. Being able to find out the resource characteristics of each planet and uncover its true value is a testament to the workshop's capabilities. As for the judgments you make after obtaining this information, that is a reflection of your personal abilities."

"That's what they say— Wendy, isn't that what you do too? There's still a big gap between us and the De Sitis Family. You're just flattering me to death."

Although Andy said this, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and he even seemed to be subtly taking the initiative.

Yes, he is definitely the one with the upper hand.

Wendy lowered her eyes and glanced at the petite, adorable girl beside him with long, emerald-green hair and sharp Dragon Horn. She showed no interest in their conversation and continued eating her dessert while idly speculating on stocks.

If a careful observer notices, they will find that the stocks she manages are often worth tens of millions of Ammonium Gold, and she often decides the fate of a company or even a civilization entirely based on her personal preferences.

There's a reason why Andy, a scion of a third-rate civilization like the Crystal Tower, could rise to be compared to Wendy, a Narrative-level Civilization agent.

This was entirely thanks to the little dragon girl beside him.

No, calling it a girl is a bit of an exaggeration... A 79-year-old Dragon Kind is still a long way from being a young girl.

As the 209th heir of the Verrazzi Company, her identity and status are of paramount importance, backed by a financial empire, especially the Verrazzi Company, which is constantly rising in the "United Company".

Nalia Verrazzi was attracted to Andy's talent and handsome appearance, but most importantly, she valued his and his family's wealth management capabilities. Ru Lun Shipping was a suitable marriage partner, which could be used to open up Verrazzi in the Crystal Tower and even the entire edge of the galaxy.

If you think she's cute and delicate just because she's young, you're absolutely wrong.

It is said that when Nalia was born, she was ranked 219th, but as her mother's side continued to gain control of the shares, her 10 older brothers and sisters quietly 'retired'.

To put it bluntly, this dragon-descended female capitalist is a cold-blooded monster who can even kill her older sister, whom she was raised by the same mother.

If it weren't for the fact that the growth cycle of dragons is too long, she wouldn't still be at the Epsilon-rank (5).

The United Company only recognizes strength and capital.

The currently rising star Andrew Verrazzi is only 120 years old. He holds multiple titles, including ' Red King's Blessed One', ' Verrazzi Security Chief', and ' Zeta-rank Strongman', which makes him an absolute crown prince. Although Nalia is not as good as Andrew, it is said that the two have a good relationship in private and have even met and communicated formally not long ago.

This is enough to warrant attention.

Andy, sitting opposite, kept talking about his own experiences, quoting classics and saying that he was showing off the knowledge and experience he had gained from the Narrative-level Civilization.

Wendy's feelings were somewhat complicated.

Despite his family being the first to befriend the Narrative-level Civilization and securing the development agency for the Andromeda Planet Belt, Andy, as a junior member, has suddenly risen to prominence overnight and has hooked up with Verrazzi, a star company within the Narrative-level Civilization.

Moreover, unlike her, who works for the Empire, their descendants will definitely be Narrative-level citizens, and in a rather good way.

What does this mean?

One was a worker in the capital, and the other had hooked up with the daughter of a real estate tycoon in the capital.

It's no longer a matter of jealousy. Wendy knows very well that, whether she likes it or not, from now on, the other person will be someone she looks up to.

She glanced at Nalia beside her, who showed no interest in their conversation and didn't even give her fiancé a second glance. She was as beautiful as money, but it seemed that only money could be seen in her eyes.

She doesn't even care about her own marriage; she's purely driven by money...

This indifferent attitude terrified Wendy.

That can no longer be simply described as materialism and money worship... Most people are materialistic, and idealists are a very small minority.

However, this might sound a bit strange.

Nalia was like a devout believer, or rather, a Puritan who eliminated material distractions and devoted himself to God.

Why is she so obsessed with making money? Perhaps in her view, making money is a process of worshipping gods, praying to the god of capital, and singing praises to the Goddess of gold.

Are these the people from the "United Company"...?

Seemingly noticing her gaze, Nalia gently raised her head and glanced at her.

Her green-gold vertical pupils revealed her proud lineage as a dragonborn, yet her gaze was serene.

Wendy greeted her in a friendly manner, "Hey, Miss Nalia..."

Then, Wendy saw the dragon-blooded girl open her mouth and utter a melodious, sweet voice. "653, 231.66, 565..."

Her gaze fell on Wendy, from her eyes to her nails, from her limbs to her skin, and even through her flesh to see into her soul, staring intently at her organs and soul.

Legend has it that the God of Fate moves people's destiny lines with his hands, but Wendy feels that Nalia has already planned her fate with her eyes.

"You'll fetch a good price."

She didn't say it aloud, but her eyes and expression seemed to reveal the true nature of her consciousness.

Nalia's eyes were so clear and pure, and paired with her slightly chubby face, she was so adorable.

So cute that Wendy was even a little scared.

"Hehe, Nalia is, after all, a person from Narrative-level Civilization, unlike us third-rate civilizations. They disdain hiding their opinions and will speak their minds frankly."

Andy laughed heartily, showing no respect for Wendy.

"Yes, yes... Narrative-level Civilization are indeed extraordinary. They never hide anything and speak frankly. Unlike the little pink crystal of the Crystal Tower, who is always talking about winning, winning, winning, and in the end, all that awaits them is losing everything."

Wendy grinned and immediately went to greet him with a smile.

"Actually, Narrative-level Civilization are nothing special. I'll show you later and you'll see."

Andy was also laughing, but the two of them were laughing about completely different things.

Of course he knew that Nalia was counting the value of strangers' bodies. When they first met, he was also taken aback. Her pure and innocent gaze was like that of a god, treating everyone equally and putting a price tag on everything, just waiting to be sold.

But once you get used to it, you'll find that this logic aligns well with human nature. The more Nalia listens to Andy recount their Grand Narrative, the more obsessed he becomes with this mindset that prices everything.

If humans are the measure of all things, then the meaning of human existence is to prepare a good price for all things, and to use money to fairly and justly price and comment on all existence.

Without a doubt, this is fair. There is no better measure of a person, a world, or a standard of thought than money.

Only money achieves absolute fairness. Anyone who tries to discredit the concept of equality in money is an enemy of humanity and a demonic monster that destroys fairness and freedom.

However, it seems that the "Heroes Empire" that Wendy came into contact with did not have such a progressive understanding.

The empire was lax and free, with no constraints on its citizens and no unified beliefs, which Andy found despicable, but dared not speak out.

Upon meeting him again, the once arrogant senior from school had to respectfully toast him and show goodwill. This reversal of attitude made Andy feel comfortable from head to toe.

This is a victory in every aspect.

Not only did his life, status, and power far surpass his predecessors, but the path he took, the ideals he pursued, his values, and his Grand Narrative all completely overshadowed them.

This feeling made him feel very comfortable. He quickly began to instruct her, his words laced with a sense of superiority, and he started to criticize her every move.

Nalia ignored them, jumped off her seat, and without even bothering to say hello, casually walked out the door. After taking a few steps in the starry corridor and confirming that the environment was pleasant, she activated a special communicator.

The projection unfolded a separate space, enveloping her within it, and quickly materialized into a warm and comfortable castle interior, with a roaring fireplace, rain and snow falling outside the window, and the aurora borealis shining brightly, making it extremely magnificent.

Nalia quietly sat down in a seat and waited.

Before long, the castle gates were pushed open, and a handsome young dragon-descended man with dark green skin strode over and sat down in the host's seat.

"Long time no see, little sister Nalia."

He said calmly.

"Greetings, elder brother."

Accompanying him was a female guard with silver hair, purple eyes, peacock green eyeshadow, and a delicate, aloof face. Her body was almost perfectly proportioned, and her exquisite armor was entwined with slender black snakes.

Snap.

The guards stood behind him, their gazes as cruel and cold as crocodiles', drawing Nalia's attention.

"Don't worry about her. Nefes is a trustworthy person. She was trained by Gabros and she has just completed her full training in the ' Purgatory Camp '."

"I trust my brother."

Nalia nodded and said, "It was not my intention to bother you, brother, but I have important information to report."

Tell me about it.

Andrew Verrazzi showed no hesitation or politeness whatsoever; there was absolutely no small talk between the two of them, only a pure exchange of interests.

They did not appear as siblings, but rather as heirs to the company, bound together by their shared interests.

"I'm participating in a planetary auction organized by the Crystal Tower Civilization, and coincidentally—my marriage partner has obtained the client information."

Nalia didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "Lioz, whom you've been searching for for five years, is participating in this auction, and this shows that he already has 120 million Ammonium Gold in cash."

"Good news. It's important. Keep an eye on it for me."

Andrew's eyes lit up, but he remained outwardly unmoved.

As the heir apparent of the group, he naturally doesn't show his emotions and is only interested in making money.

Neither of them tacitly mentioned the damage and economic losses that Lioz had caused in the Vanlenkov Autonomous State, not because they were afraid of ruining their relationship—but simply because they had both calculated that the benefits of recruiting Lioz were considerable.

"I will find time to have Nefes go there."

Andrew immediately made a decision. "Keep a close eye on Lioz, pay attention to what he wants to buy, and if possible, it would be best to help him out. Afterwards, approach him and explain your purpose."

"Lioz may not agree with our Grand Narrative. I plan to ask you to bring a few Light Gold Priest over to help me complete the mission. They are good at preaching and taming. If Lioz doesn't agree, have Nefes beat him up and bring him back for a pep talk—but don't brainwash him. What we need is a Lioz who has self-awareness but is loyal to money and capital."

Nalia was very clear-headed and immediately filled in some of the gaps in her brother's knowledge.

"If necessary, I will be there in person." Andrew hesitated for a moment, "No, I can't. I'm tied up with my work lately, and I must heed His Red King's teachings—so, I'll leave this entirely to you. Don't let me down."

"I will, brother," Nalia said calmly. "Capital is paramount."

Andrew said devoutly:

"Capital is supreme, money is forever, may material things and consumption always guide the people."