District 2, United Government Building.
Qin Siyang pushed open the door to the Secretary-General's office. "Old Qian, I'm ready. I can merge into the [Evolutionary Origin Domain] at any time now."
Qian Wendao was not surprised. He had been following Qin Siyang's progress closely.
"That was fast. In six months, you caught up with four years of my progress."
"You had to find your own way. I called on help from all sides. Of course it was different. Is the Safe Zone ready?"
Qian Wendao nodded. "After half a year of development, the number of registered Sequence Ability Users in the Safe Zone passed the ten-million mark several months ago. These days, five out of every ten people you see on the street are Sequence Ability Users."
"What's more, eighty percent of them have already advanced from sequence level one to level two, or even level three."
Qin Siyang was rather surprised. "That fast? It's only been a few months, and most of those ten million-plus people are already at sequence levels two and three?"
"Zone 1 deserves all the credit." Qian Wendao smiled easily. "Once Zone 1 fell, the Safe Zone's future brightened."
"In the past, you could turn over the [disc carapace] you obtained from hunting gods to the Administration Bureau in exchange for Sequence Potions, but the exchange rate was far from ideal. More than fifty percent of the proceeds went as tribute to those bloodsuckers in Zone 1, and another thirty percent had to be set aside to fund the United Government's operations. Less than ten percent ended up in the hunter's hands-not even enough to comfortably afford medicine for their injuries."
"Five times!" Qian Wendao held up five fingers. "Now that Zone 1 no longer takes a cut, individual earnings have jumped to five times