Dark Elves
Gao Gong had known for a while that Old Pu had his eyes on his Carbon Throne. He just hadn't expected the other party to try getting it for free.
What a joke. Only Lord G could freeload off others—no one could freeload off me, not even a rich woman!
Fortunately, the upgrade to the Star Network had allowed Gao Yuanyuan to discover the other party in advance. She had directly sent a cross-star-domain data transmission and knocked him back.
Brother, what should we do with those Mierta people?
Gao Gong stroked his chin, a faint killing intent flashing in his eyes. Don't think that just because you're members of a level-three civilization, I won't dare kill you.
However, after that person went back, he immediately transmitted a pile of data over. Do you want me to give it to you now, Brother?
Gao Gong agreed. Then, from the direction of his main body, he felt a familiar sensation of touch. In the next moment, a massive amount of data poured into his main body.
The system's notification sounded once again.
[You obtained the inheritance data of the Psionic Mech Pilot. Levels 5–10 of this class have been unlocked] [You obtained the inheritance data of the Psionic Mech Pilot. Levels 10–15 of this class have been unlocked]
Could this be... compensation?
If Gao Gong remembered correctly, according to the terms of the transaction, once he handed over the complete Carbon Throne, the other party would trade him a more complete class system.
Levels 15–20 covered the hidden class, the Royal Psionic Mech Pilot.
At least he knows what's good for him.
Since the other party had provided compensation, Gao Gong couldn't be bothered to cause him any more trouble.
``` [You invested ten million experience. Psionic