Death Spared, Punishment Inevitable

"Forty thousand years from Hall of Gods, our Human Race will march on the Primitive Star!" The voice of the Lord of Peace and Joy was calm and undisturbed.

With those words spoken, this Supreme Council concerning the future of Human Race came to a close.

Rumble~

Amidst a dull hum, the palace door, symbolizing the highest power of Human Race, slowly opened, and all the Cosmic Venerable present rose to their feet simultaneously.

"So fast?" Luo Feng stood up with the others, his gaze sweeping over his colleagues.

The various Cosmic Venerable chatted and laughed in twos and threes as they walked calmly toward the golden, dazzling palace gate. As soon as their figures stepped into the halo of light, they were instantly teleported away and disappeared without a trace.

"Luo Feng is gone." The Venerable Blood Robe strode over.

"I'm just a little surprised that this Supreme Council happened so quickly," Luo Feng said with a smile.

The Venerable Blood Robe: "When I first attended the Supreme Council, I was even more surprised than you. Later, I gradually understood that small matters are addressed in large meetings, and important matters in small meetings."

The core decisions concerning the entire Human Race have already been discussed and agreed upon by the various Universe Master. We are here merely to receive notifications and orders. Those high and mighty Universe Master have no time to ramble on with us, much less to explain the reasons in detail.

Luo Feng nodded slowly, secretly agreeing. Such efficiency was indeed befitting the style of the Human Race's high command.

"Look, that's Luo Feng, the King of the Knife River!"

"It is rumored that the Blade River King possesses at least six Supreme Treasure. Although he was able to kill the King Fei Jing and can be considered a super-powerful figure in the Immortal Realm, in terms of combat strength, he can only barely be ranked among the Universe Intermediate Venerable."

With such strength, rashly venturing into the perilous Primitive Star would likely only make him a sitting duck for the Alien Race super-powerful beings, and his chances of survival would be slim.

"If he's willing to lend me his Supreme Treasure, I'll definitely share all the Heavy Treasure and Supreme Treasure treasures I acquire in the future with him!"

"Are you out of your mind!" someone whispered in rebuttal. "He's the father-in-law of the Lord of Peace and Joy. Putting everything else aside, the Lord of Peace and Joy's Resurrection Insurance alone will make him a fortune from this Primitive Star operation. Why would he lack a few Supreme Treasure?"

Moreover, the Supreme Treasure Luo Feng possesses were most likely gifts from the Lord of Peace and Joy. Lend them to you? How much guts do you have?

"Sigh, Luo Feng's life is so good it's enviable. If my daughter were lucky enough to marry the Lord of Peace and Joy, how could my family not rise to prominence?"

"It's not impossible. The Lord of Peace and Joy's lust is no secret among the Human Race's upper echelons."

I've heard that the Milky Way Galaxy holds a beauty pageant every hundred years, but only long-term residents of the Milky Way Galaxy who have paid social security and insurance can participate. I'll go back now and move all the eligible girls in my family to the Milky Way Galaxy!

"Social security? What's that?" someone asked in a low voice, looking puzzled.

"It seems to have been established under the leadership of the Luo clan, specifically to care for ordinary humans in the Milky Way Galaxy. Most medical expenses are reimbursed, and it also provides assistance to the elderly living alone, orphans, and the like."

"Huh? Those ordinary people are all sick and dying, what's the point of saving them? Countless billions can be born every hundred years anyway, what our race needs are strong individuals. Isn't this just lowering the average superior genes and quality of our Human Race?"

"What do you know? He's just being kind!"

A cacophony of voices rose and fell as the figures of the various Cosmic Venerable stepped through the golden gates of the palace and were all teleported away.

The hall gradually emptied, with only two people remaining in place: Venerable Boswa and the Ganyou World Lord.

Boswa was absent-minded, his eyes vacant, and his movements were stiff as he stood up, like a soulless walking corpse. He was oblivious to the greetings, jokes, or strange looks from his colleagues, and simply moved slowly and unsteadily with his head down.

In contrast, the Ganyou World Lord remained expressionless, indifferent, and composed.

When greeted by his colleagues, he responded as always, neither humble nor arrogant, his demeanor composed and unhurried, showing no sign of anything amiss.

Such composure, remaining calm even when faced with a collapsing mountain, demonstrates the calmness gained through weathering great storms and is truly admirable.

No wonder he's the biggest loser!

Virtual Universe Audit Company Headquarters, High-End Office Area.

After attending the Supreme Council, Boswa came straight here and sat alone in the large chair, staring blankly ahead, motionless. No one knew what he was thinking at that moment.

The office area was completely silent.

A moment later, a figure walked in lightly. It was his secretary, a young member of the Boswa Family, with the strength of the Immortal Realm, and a respectful expression.

"Your Venerable," the young secretary called softly.

Hearing the shout, Boswa suddenly came to her senses. The emptiness in her eyes faded slightly, but she still looked somewhat dazed.

He looked at his young secretary. "Xiao He, what's the matter?"

Xiao He bowed, lowering his voice even further. "Your Venerable, Honored One Guiyi has sent someone to summon you, saying that the Inspection Bureau wants you to go there."

"The Inspection Bureau..." Boswa repeated the three words in a low voice, his aura sinking down, leaving only silence.

He slowly stood up, raised his hand to rub his throbbing temples, and gently exhaled a breath of stale air. When he looked up again, there was a hint of relief in his eyes, and he said calmly, "I understand. This is what I agreed to with them yesterday."

He paused, then looked at Xiao He, his tone regaining some of its usual composure, and instructed, "Xiao He, tomorrow, please help me revise my speech for the Genius Selection and Advancement Meeting. I've already marked a few parts. Once you're done, bring it to me immediately."

"Yes, Your Venerable!" Xiao He quickly replied.

"Okay, you can go now." Boswa waved his hand.

After Xiao He left, the office area returned to silence.

Boswa slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the office area where he had spent hundreds of millions of years.

This place is vast and well-organized, containing countless ethnic data, cosmic star maps, spiritual insights, genius data analysis diagrams, and various professional books on psychology and behavior. Each item carries the weight of his hundreds of millions of years of hard work and dedication.

He once thought that he would stay here until the end of his life, Human Race, and personally cultivate more Human Race geniuses.

But now it seems that all of this was just wishful thinking on his part.

Was he wrong?

Boswa asked himself this question inwardly, a hint of confusion flashing across his eyes, quickly replaced by a self-deprecating smile. Perhaps he hadn't done anything wrong, he had simply chosen the wrong side and offended someone he shouldn't have.

This world is inherently cruel.

There is no eternal right or wrong, only eternal interests; there is no Yongheng glory. Whether it is a person, a family, or an entire clan, in the infinitely long torrent of time, they will ultimately not escape the fate of destruction.

His gaze lingered on the office area for a long time before he no longer hesitated. With a swift movement, he stepped out and disappeared from the office area, instantly arriving outside the main hall of the Inspection Bureau.

After being announced, he was led into the main hall.

Honored One Guiyi sat upright above the main hall, his expression dignified, his gaze fixed intently on him.

"Boswa, now that things have come to this, what do you have to say?" Honored One Guiyi questioned.

Boswa stood with his eyes lowered, his former high spirits completely gone. After all, in the entire Primal Universe, no other Middle Venerable was as strong as him, having angered two Universe Masters at once.

The ruler of Human Race cannot be insulted, and the dignity of the Lord of Peace and Joy and Joy cannot be challenged. He knew in his heart that the Lord of Peace and Joy had not directly come to his door to grind him to dust, which was already a sign of good temper.

After a long silence, Boswa slowly raised his head. "Honored One Guiyi, in all these years, I have worked in the Virtual Universe Company, and I consider myself to have been conscientious and dutiful. Although I have occasionally been short-tempered and acted biasedly, I have never engaged in favoritism or corruption, nor have I done anything that has harmed the interests of the Human Race."

I implore Your Venerable, in consideration of my years of hard work, to spare my family's younger members. They should not pay the price for my mistakes.

Honored One Guiyi frowned, and silence fell over the hall.

A biting chill gradually spread, enveloping Boswa's body, and despair, like a tide, slowly devoured his mind.

Is it still... not working?

After an unknown amount of time, Honored One Guiyi smiled and said, "Venerable Boswa, perhaps you have some misunderstanding about the Lord of Peace and Joy."

He is actually a good man. Although you insulted him in public and crossed his bottom line, he has already personally informed me that, considering your years of hard work in office, you can be spared the death penalty.

However, he could not escape punishment.

"Furthermore, you have served in the position of Director of Talent Selection for too long, becoming complacent and rigid in your actions. This has stagnated the flow of talent among our Human Race, making it lifeless and devoid of vitality. This is extremely detrimental to the long-term development of our Human Race."

"So, Boswa, obey my command."

Boswa was startled, and then bowed deeply.

The next moment, a golden announcement appeared out of thin air on the message panels of all the middle and senior executives of the Virtual Universe Company: "[Venerable Boswa has seriously violated the laws of the Human Race, trampled on the honor of the Human Race, and committed heinous acts with extremely bad influence. According to the relevant provisions of the Human Race's " Race Law," such behavior should be punished with the death penalty.]"

Fortunately, the Lord of Peace and Joy is magnanimous and forgave us, and has therefore imposed the following lenient punishment:

1. Venerable Boswa is hereby immediately stripped of all his positions, powers, and related benefits in the Virtual Universe Company, and is prohibited from participating in any matters related to the Virtual Universe Company from this date onwards.

Second, Venerable Boswa is hereby fined 10 Supreme Treasure Point. This penalty decision shall be implemented immediately from the date of this announcement.

This announcement solemnly declares that if Venerable Boswa fails to pay all the aforementioned fines within the specified period of one hundred years, all members of his Boswa Family will be subject to mandatory disciplinary actions, including expeditions to Outer Battlefield and secret realms, with no regard for life or death.

During the disciplinary period, all members will receive no salary or compensation. All task rewards will be used entirely to cover the fines until they are fully paid off, with no leniency provided.

We urge all members of the Virtual Universe Company to take this as a warning, abide by the laws of Human Race, uphold the honor of Human Race, and work together to promote the development of the Human Race.

Anyone who violates the law, regardless of their position or background, will be severely punished without exception!

This is to announce.

Looking at the announcement on the message panel, Boswa's tense body instantly relaxed.

I'm so glad I didn't die!

As long as you're alive, there's still hope, and there's still a chance to turn things around.

Moreover, it's only 10 Supreme Treasure Point, which is only 6 more than the Human Race's First Ganyou World Lord. If Gan You Kingdom Lord isn't afraid, why would he?

"Thank you for your understanding Honored One Guiyi!" Boswa bowed again.

Honored One Guiyi looked solemn and gently shook his head.

Boswa's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately raised his voice, respectfully and solemnly proclaiming, "Thank you for your mercy, Chaos City Lord; thank you for your leniency, Lord of Peace and Joy!"

Upon hearing this, Honored One Guiyi's expression softened slightly, and he nodded slowly.