The Civilization Alliance had once believed itself to be the hunter, until it discovered that it was merely prey.
Ever since Mr. G's exploits had spread throughout the interstellar world, those words originally used to describe Shrek had once again been applied to him, Mr. G.
Only this time, no one called him the Second Shrek anymore.
Ever since the Robert Galaxy had opened its star regions to communication and networking, it had never seen anyone this formidable.
The key was that being a mechanical species could still be excused as the result of advanced modification technology left behind by the Mechanical Overlord.
But who could have expected that he would switch careers halfway through, shifting from the mechanical system to the carbon-based system, and become even stronger than before?
Where was the logic in that?!
Quite a few planetary species that had only just achieved interstellar networking had even begun worshiping Mr. G as a primitive totem!
He was a bona fide intelligent species!
Moreover, any species capable of connecting to the interstellar network had to possess at least Level Two civilization technology.
Even Shrek had never enjoyed that kind of treatment back in the day!
"What a pity. What a pity."
At that very moment, a prominent figure in the public-opinion sphere was sitting at the negotiation table, sighing repeatedly.
The holographic projection in his hand displayed all kinds of news about himself, including quite a few wealthy interstellar women and female celebrities offering large sums of money to have his child.
He had thought he had already washed his hands of the business and reformed himself.
Who would have thought there would be so many temptations in society?
Selling books through the information system was one thing, but even after switching to the carbon-based system, he