What Lu Yin cared about most were six Glory Points and eleven Glory Points. With six Glory Points, he could be exempted from certain crimes and even borrow some of the Glory Hall's power. He would be like a cosmic noble, enjoying privileges wherever he went. Eleven Glory Points were even more powerful: if he died, the Glory Hall would investigate the cause of death. If he had been murdered by an enemy, that enemy would be judged by the Interstellar Arbitration Court. It was like buying insurance.
If he could, he would have loved to get six or eleven Glory Points, but he didn't have enough points. Gaining four more Glory Points would cost eighty thousand Iron Blood Points, which was far too much. And even if he managed to trade for them, they wouldn't help him much right now. He first needed to make sure this catastrophe ended and the Outer Universe survived. Only then would it be worth trading for them; privileges were useless if the Outer Universe was gone.
The more Glory Points he had, the more the giant beasts would hunt him. He was better off not trading for them.
Before long, many people in the Iron Blood Territory noticed that Lu Yin's name had fallen from the top ten of the rankings to somewhere beyond the thousandth place.
Many were baffled. What was going on? How had he fallen so far all at once? Had he traded all his points away?
Only a few could guess that he had probably traded them all for money!
Wendy Yu Shan was a little exasperated. She was certain Lu Yin had traded them all for money. What a miser.
At that moment, Lu Yin stared at the mountain of Star Energy Marrow piled inside his Void Ring