Qianyi was curious, but unfortunately, he could not get an answer.
The call had already ended abruptly.
"Who called?" Kiana leaned closer, her azure eyes brimming with curiosity.
"Your ancestor." Qianyi put away his phone and answered honestly.
"My ancestor?" Kiana froze at first, wondering who that could be, then suddenly understood. "That ten-thousand-year-old icicle, Kevin? Why is he suddenly coming to Penacony?"
"The IPC wants to take Penacony back. As a newly appointed member of The Ten Stone Hearts, he naturally has to produce some results to secure his footing." Qianyi spoke calmly.
"No, how did my perfectly fine ancestor become such a freak!?" Kiana's eyes widened at once.
She had not interacted much with IPC personnel, but the IPC's reputation was simply too vast. Everyone knew of them, so she still knew some of the things the company had done.
Although the IPC worshipped Clumper, the Aeon of [Preservation], its actions had little to do with [Preservation]. In many people's eyes, [Preservation] was merely a banner the company waved around. "Profit" was its true driving force.
Expansion, invasion, monopoly, dictatorship—those were the fine deeds the company carried out across civilizations throughout the galaxy.
Merely to test the power of a new weapon, it had unhesitatingly classified a star system containing twenty-four satellite-grade or larger celestial bodies and three secondary planets with civilizations above D-rank as "acceptable collateral damage," then blown the whole thing up.
Whenever the IPC encountered a civilization unwilling to join the Credit Points system but possessing its own monetary system while expanding its commercial empire, the company would use curios such as Fragmented Gold Coins to casually destroy that civilization's financial system until it was willing to join the Credit Points system.
When facing endangered planets ravaged by Stellar Core disasters that also owed money