At the auction, the video of Ronan's defeat was bid up to a price that even left Luo Xia tongue-tied. The final sale price actually exceeded 500 million universal credits.
"Just to buy a video, was that really necessary?" Luo Xia knew full well that the purchasing power of those 500 million credits exceeded five billion US dollars on Earth.
"Luo Xia, you underestimate Ronan. To members of our Cosmic Alliance, he was a nightmare—a demon," the Nova Corps commander-in-chief said with a sigh.
"Too bad he still got away in the end." Luo Xia shrugged.
"That is indeed unfortunate. But the Dark Aster was destroyed. They won't be able to build another one for at least ten years. We can finally breathe easy for a while."
"Ten years? By the time the Dark Aster makes a comeback, your Nova Corps will have developed weapons to counter them already." Luo Xia smiled.
"For that, we have you to thank. As for joining the Cosmic Alliance, I guarantee I can help you settle it."
He spoke with utmost sincerity. Compared with his attitude during their first meeting, it was practically a complete reversal, but Luo Xia did not care much about it.
Luo Xia had asked about this before. For Earth to join the Cosmic Alliance was almost impossible, because unified political power was the most basic requirement. Luo Xia had no intention of becoming the ruler of Earth. That tangled mess of politics was not something he excelled at.
But a civilization could never remain closed off from the world, or it would never have any chance to progress. So Luo Xia simply decided to exploit a loophole.
Did membership have to be based on a planet? Then he would just occupy a planet of his own. As it happened,