Did the other four great Lineages know?
Yang Fan did not even need to think about it.
They absolutely did.
In fact, Yang Fan suspected that the other four great Lineages had probably taken part as well.
Otherwise, he had only just arrived at the Frontline.
Yet the Gu Family could easily hand him ten million in Military Merit Rewards every month.
To the Gu Family, that military merit seemed to be nothing more than a number.
At that thought, Yang Fan felt no anger. Instead, it seemed almost natural.
That was simply how this world worked.
Resources were always held in the hands of the few.
The strong set the rules, while powerful Lineages monopolized the channels and resources.
Then they used those rules to redistribute the benefits.
Big fish ate little fish, and little fish ate shrimp.
That was the eternal, unchanging law.
The so-called military merit system.
Ultimately, it was merely a more concealed form of the Federation's taxation system.
Except that it collected not ordinary resources, but the special wealth generated by war.
The only thing Yang Fan found somewhat ironic was...
Those demigods and Lower-Order Gods risked their lives fighting the Alien Race,
and the precious buildings they finally reclaimed.
After passing through countless hands, those buildings eventually flowed back to the Alien Race through certain channels.
Those at the bottom were still fighting desperately.
Those at the top were still desperately feasting on the meat.
That was reality.
However, Yang Fan felt no aversion because of it.
He understood perfectly well.
He, too, was now a beneficiary of the rules.
He had even reaped far more benefits than the vast majority of people.
Without the military merit system, finding those top-tier S-Rank buildings would likewise have cost him a great deal of time