100,000 Luck?

Nine-Heads stood in the top-floor office of the Blue Star United Council Building, a translucent light screen hovering before him.

The screen was densely packed with various data: civilization ratings, resource reserves, population statistics, military deployments, and the column he cared about most: his account balance.

Citizen of the Cosmic Human Empire-Heads (Hunter Star Domain, Blue Star Civilization, E-Rank 3349th), Male, Planetary Rank Tier 1, Account Balance: 126.2 million Terra Coins.

One hundred twenty-six million two hundred thousand.

The number looked substantial, but Nine-Heads knew that in the trade of cosmic civilizations, this amount wouldn't even cause a ripple.

He stared at the flashing option on the screen, silent for a long time.

[Spend 100 million Terra Coins to deploy the Cosmic Primary Civilization "Planet Security Defense System" and its supporting civilization AI?]

"Yes." Nine-Heads' voice squeezed from his throat, low like a muffled rumble of thunder.

The moment he confirmed, his heart bled.

One hundred million Terra Coins—this was the nest egg he had painstakingly scraped together from the wreckage of Spirit Race warships, ancient civilization ruins, and various factions ever since he became the Master of Blue Star.

If converted into cultivation resources, it would be enough to push his own cultivation up by a small realm. But he dared not.

Individual cultivators and evolvers were strong, but technological weapons were stronger.

This was something Nine-Heads only truly understood after becoming the Master of Blue Star.

A cosmic primary civilization (D-Rank, E-Rank) rarely produced even a single Star Domain-level powerhouse in its history, yet the overall power of the civilization remained terrifying.

When a massive array of technological weapons operated in concert, even a newly ascended cosmic civilization was enough to annihilate any Starry Sky Life.

Before an individual broke through to a higher level, they