Under the players' violent dismantling, the Independent Space created by the Sky Crystal God Race shed its colors like a fading oil painting, finally collapsing into the void.
Di Nian Evil Spirit's gaze also withdrew from the ripples of turbulent void currents and returned to the High Tower.
The next second, he sent every member of the Evil Spirit Alliance a meeting notification.
Upon receiving it, the alliance members' consciousness clones quickly gathered in the Mental Network.
One, ten, a hundred-over three hundred mental projections lit up one after another in the Mental Network. An Auxiliary Eye floated behind each of them; all were Evil Spirit Warriors in charge of their own nodes.
At that moment, every projection's conscious gaze turned toward Di Nian Evil Spirit at the center of the Mental Network.
Before the meeting even began, the atmosphere grew lively.
"Boss Di Nian, I just glanced at the alliance logs. Good grief, an Independent Space, a Flowback Rule-you've been quietly making a fortune again-
"Lend your little brother those demigod troops sometime. I've run into a tough nut lately and can't crack it anytime soon." Blood Vein's projection spoke first, its voice ringing through the Mental Network with undisguised envy.
As soon as Blood Vein finished, Iron Spine, an old friend from their Five-Man Internet Café Team days, chimed in. "Boss Di Nian, did you call us all here because there's more good news?"
Then another soft, feminine mental voice interjected, coming from the smoky projection of an Evil Spirit whose colors shifted constantly. "Boss Di Nian, don't tell me you're crowdfunding the cleanup costs for your Di Family Mountains cesspit again-if this really is a money-making plan, though, I'm very interested."
"Are you planning to take us on another big job? Money's been awfully tight lately."
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