If Li Xingkong wanted to know the basic information about the Convention, there was still a wealth of information in this Knows Everything.
But for Li Xingkong at the moment, even if he knew, it wouldn't be of much use.
Rather than seeking a deeper understanding of the latest information regarding the Convention, Li Xingkong wanted to first explore ways to join Convention.
For Divine Land, this is the most important thing.
Although the business card's origin is questionable, there's nothing wrong with using it to access information within Knows Everything. In fact, the people at Knows Everything simply left it here. Given Li Xingkong's abilities, copying all the information in this room using his Divine Sense wouldn't be a problem.
But Li Xingkong did not do that.
Firstly, the fact that this shop can openly conduct intelligence trading in this vast universe is enough to demonstrate the shop owner's powerful background. Only a fool would choose to enter the shop and cause chaos just by relying on a business card.
If that's really the case, today he leaves the merchant ship, and tomorrow there will be another bounty on the head for a lone villain in the universe.
Li Xingkong was well aware of the power of the pen. Before you have the ability to take down the person wielding the pen and the information transmission channels behind it, engaging with them is just asking for trouble.
Good things can be called bad, and righteous things can be called evil.
Secondly, this intelligence isn't a one-off deal; Li Xingkong might need their help later. It would be good to be a little restrained on our first meeting and leave a good impression.
Setting down the Convention summary in his hand, Li Xingkong used the search function to quickly find the information he needed.
How to Join the Convention
There's very little stuff, and the files have been sitting there for who knows how long; it's been a while since anyone's looked at them.
Li Xingkong glanced at the document and saw that the last country to join the Convention was a small country that successfully passed the Convention's review and joined the Convention about ten thousand years ago.
The conditions and restrictions for joining the Convention were not as strict as Li Xingkong.
If you have a guarantor from an existing country that is a party to the Convention, and your national strength is verified by the Convention, then you can successfully join the Convention.
Furthermore, if the recommending country is a civilization of at least the third rank, it can directly join the Convention, without even needing to undergo review.
After all, the Convention's main purpose is to maintain peace. If you can gain the support of a third-rate civilization, that's enough to show that you can establish yourself in the universe.
Recently, most of the countries that have joined the Convention are small countries. The reason they were able to join is quite simple: many advanced civilizations are unwilling to use their own people to carry out some highly polluting processes and training techniques. So they promote a few small civilizations around them to form small countries that are subordinate to the Convention, so that they can do these arduous tasks for them.
As for how many lives are lost in this kind of work, and how the pollution is dealt with, that's the fate of this small country itself, and has nothing to do with them.
In StarCraft, the one thing that's never lacking is people. Apart from our own people, what do other people's lives matter?
"So the key issue is that we need a civilization that can act as guarantor..."
Although a way to join the Convention has been found, this method is somewhat of a double-edged sword for Li Xingkong.
He hasn't even come into contact with a single civilization yet, so how can he expect to find one to vouch for them?
Moreover, the stronger the civilization providing the guarantee, the better. Although there are no secrets on Earth Star, it's best to avoid aliens using the pretext of investigation to take advantage of us.
Where can we find a more powerful civilization?
Li Xingkong put down the intelligence report and frowned.
Having learned almost everything he wanted, Li Xingkong didn't linger. He returned the business card to the receptionist at Knows Everything and then turned and left the Intelligence Street.
Watching Li Xingkong figure, the rat-headed man at the front desk picked up the communicator in front of him.
"How's it going? Have you investigated that person's background thoroughly? What did he look up in the cabinet?"
On the other end of the communicator was a rather mature voice; you could tell from the voice alone that the person on the other end was definitely elderly.
"No, we have no intelligence records about him, we haven't found any information about him on the entire street, and there are no records about his race or civilization..."
"How did he perform after he entered the intelligence room?"
"He was very restrained; he only glanced at a few pieces of intelligence before leaving, without rummaging through anything else."
After hearing what the receptionist said, the person on the other end of the line fell silent for a moment.
What materials did he consult?
The rat-man at the front desk tapped a few times in front of him, and all the information Li Xingkong had moved appeared before him.
"An introduction to the Convention and how to join Convention... Chairman, judging from his appearance, he's just a native."
As it turns out, the Rat-Headed Man's business card wasn't so easy to get. There were only a few of them, and it was recorded who had each one.
Li Xingkong were discovered as soon as he entered Knows Everything.
"A native... The person who managed to get this card from Erzi is no ordinary person. Even if they're a native, they're not someone to be trifled with."
"By the way, you still have the business card. He hasn't left yet?"
He left, but he left his business card.
The rat-headed man, with a mature-looking face, took a deep breath, and the servants surrounding him quickly stepped forward and lit a cigarette for him.
The rat-headed man closed his eyes, took a breath, and made his decision.
"Go, find him, and tell him we can vouch for him."
"Guarantee? Guarantee what?"
The rat-headed man at the front desk was still a bit confused, not understanding the meaning behind the chairman's words.
"Just do as I say. Oh, and remember to give him a proper introduction to our capabilities."
The phone call ended, and the rat-headed receptionist rushed out in a hurry, heading in the direction Li Xingkong had left.
Although it didn't understand why it needed to find Li Xingkong or say those things to him, it knew that the chairman's decision absolutely could not be disobeyed.
"He's just a native, is it really necessary to go to so much trouble..."
The phone call ended, and the rat-headed man, known as the chairman, was still deep in thought, a cigarette in his hand. Another rat-headed man, who appeared slightly hunched over, stepped forward and spoke.
"When will you ever change this bullying and cowardly nature of yours?"
"You know, even the three great powers initially mistook each other for natives when they first met..."
"If it were a documented fifth-tier civilization, we could do whatever we wanted with them, but you don't even know their background, so how dare you say such a thing?"
"Besides, how many of the business cards you can get from Fortune Street are simple?"
The rat-headed human head drooped even lower, its back curled up like a wheel.
"Moreover, what I admire most about this guy is his self-control. The fact that he can cultivate such a person shows that their civilization has been in a state of peace for a long time, and their standards for morality have been raised. Even if we were to recruit such a civilization as a subordinate, we would feel at ease using them."
"Unlike those traitors who dare to yell at us once they have a little power, this civilized person knows how to be grateful."