Lin An raised an eyebrow as he watched the Chimera Emperor being forced to "submit," feeling a little surprised.
Of course, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
Truth be told, he would have been lying if he said he wasn't nervous. The instant the Chimera Emperor attacked in a fury, he had been ready to reverse his mutation. Though he would most likely still have been killed on the spot.
Fortunately, his gamble had paid off. Things had unfolded more or less as he had predicted.
What surprised him, however, was that the Chimera Emperor, a Planet Destroyer Level powerhouse, couldn't even come up with three hundred points.
Three hundred points shouldn't be that much, right?
Lin An's heart sank. He believed that, since the Chimera Emperor had chosen to swallow his humiliation and bow his head, he had no reason to refuse him.
If he couldn't produce the points, then he genuinely didn't have them.
But three hundred points couldn't even buy a single piece of Planet Destroyer Level equipment. His original plan had been to exchange for the injection, then spend the remaining points on attributes.
That way, he would be confident of reaching roughly Fifth Order combat power and getting the snowball rolling!
Amid the tense atmosphere, the Black Emperor, standing between the two of them, seemed to realize that Lin An's surprise wasn't feigned.
A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, and he simply began explaining to Lin An respectfully.
"Emperor Lin, the three hundred points you're asking for really is too much."
"Perhaps three hundred points is nothing to a supreme powerhouse like you. But to us, even a hundred points is an astronomical sum."
"As you know, the Stellar Battlefield is already one of the easiest missions. In other disasters, we don't even