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Chapter 927
chapter 0383 part 1
Chapter 378: Chance Encounter
How strong is the purchasing power of one hundred million Galactic Credits? Let's put it this way: the value of an ordinary Habitable Planet, depending on its resources and population size, is around seven or eight hundred million to several tens of billions of Galactic Credits.
Galactic Credits are a form of credit currency introduced by the Universal Bank, and one of the few credit currencies in the Universe, besides energy, recognized by numerous civilizations in the Milky Way Galaxy.
Many Tier 1 and Tier 2 civilizations, when making purchases, will exchange their local currency at the Universal Bank for the corresponding Galactic Credits or Cosmic Credits.
The Universal Bank has branches in every civilization above Tier 1, so they have no worries about their exchanged local currency depreciating.
The reason the Universal Bank is recognized by so many civilizations is that backing it are the three top civilizations of the Universe: the Skrull Empire, the Shi'ar Empire, and the Kree Empire. Additionally, over a dozen Category Four civilizations, including the Nova Empire, are its Shareholders.
Since its creation, the Universal Bank has been expanding its share base. Once a Tier 3 civilization achieves a breakthrough to a Category Four civilization, the Universal Bank will step forward and grant them Bank Shares, binding them to itself.
It is precisely through this model that the Universal Bank, after millions of years of development, has become a true colossus.
The scale of the East Galaxy Company, compared to the Universal Bank, is like the difference between a street vendor exchanging small change and Citigroup. Of course, wealthy people are everywhere, but it has nothing to do with him.
Drax, who has been running with the Marauders and working for so many years, yet only has a five-figure deposit in his pocket, stood in the elevator with his arms crossed, muttering incessantly.
Ever since learning that Thanos was missing and his influence had collapsed, the usually tough Drax temporarily lost his purpose. The entire person was abnormally listless. A cold-blooded strong man, somehow inexplicably gained some goofy traits.
"I am Groot!"
The Treant, with his dark, round eyes, looked at the Elder in luxurious clothes not far away. As a Space Pirate who had partnered with Rocket Raccoon for a long time and was on the Nova Empire's wanted list,
Unlike Drax, although few people could understand his words, his initiative was excellent. From the sole of his foot, a thin branch grew along the smooth floor towards the feet of the Elder named Ego, attempting to steal the crystal card on his body.
*Snap!*
The robot elevator operator, who had been standing near the control panel, wearing a silver uniform, walked up to Groot at this moment. Its heavy metal limbs instantly stepped on the growing branches of Groot.
"Guest, this is Galaxy World City. Please retract your limbs!"
The robot spoke to the Treant Groot in extremely gentle Galactic Common Tongue, but a red light faintly flickered in its crimson eyes.
"I am Groot!" The Treant had an innocent expression, but he was sensible enough to retract the branches he had extended after the robot lifted its foot.
Only after seeing Groot retract his branches did the robot walk back to the elevator entrance, continuing to act as a harmless elevator operator.
The elevator descended rapidly yet very smoothly. Perhaps because of the small incident that just occurred, none of the few people inside the elevator made a sound.
Drax had been standing there with his arms crossed, trying to look cool, but after seeing Groot's action, he complained in an extremely low voice: "Idiot Groot, we're in Galaxy World City. I don't want to be thrown out. Even if you want to steal things, do it after we've finished our business!"
The Treant Groot grumbled and grumbled, glaring defiantly at the robot not far away, and demonstratively flexed his arm branches, seemingly showing off his strength.
"How many can you fight?" Drax gave a cold laugh, raised his chin, and gestured for Groot to look at the firing port above the elevator.
"Do you believe that if you actually make a move, you'll immediately be beaten into a pile of burning dry firewood!"
"I am Groot!"
"Before leaving Fallen Star, you'd better listen to everything I say! Don't cause trouble!"
"I am Groot!"
Drax and the Treant Groot started arguing softly in a corner of the elevator.
Ego, at this moment, walked up to the two of them. Ignoring their wary gazes, he scanned Drax and the Treant Groot with great interest, his gaze focusing particularly on Groot's body.
"Treant Leader from Planet Z, it's been many years since I last saw your tribe!"
"I am Groot?" Groot stared at Ego curiously.
"Of course I know your tribe, but it's been two hundred years since I last saw a Treant..."
The smiling Elder's hair was somewhat gray, but his smile seemed full of deep meaning.
"I am Groot?" The Treant Groot said with doubt.
Ego laughed: "Of course, of course, I can understand your words. I once tried to invite a Treant tribe to the planet where I live, but unfortunately, they all perished later..."
Ego looked at Groot and couldn't help but recall the group of Treants who lived on his body thousands of years ago. At that time, the surface of his body wasn't so desolate. Watching those Treants live added a bit of fun to his monotonous life.
But that group of Treants kept pushing their luck. He provided them with a place to live, but that group of Treants wanted to graze forests on his body and compete with him for energy. In the end, the entire Treant tribe was turned into ash by him.
"I really miss those little guys!"
"I am Groot!" After hearing that Ego could really understand his words, Groot danced with excitement, and even the tender leaf branches on his head couldn't help but sway.
Besides Rocket, this Elder in front of him was one of the few people, other than his own kind, who could understand his words. "I am Groot."
"You're here looking for companions. What a coincidence, I'm here looking for my Child."
"I am Groot."
"I fostered my Child on another Planet, but when I paid a group of Marauders to pick up my Child, he kidnapped him!"
"I am Groot!"
"You're right, that Marauder is indeed a scoundrel. He betrayed my trust. I'm here to settle the score with him!"
"I am Groot!"
"Who am I? Where am I? What are they talking about?" Drax looked at the two people chatting happily, one word after another. His eyes were full of confusion, completely unable to understand what the two were saying.
"Three Guests, the thirty-sixth floor has arrived!"
"Ten million Galactic Credits? Why don't they just rob us!"
The thirty-sixth underground floor of Galaxy World City is a huge Square covering tens of kilometers. Projection equipment embedded in the roots of the jade-like giant tree overhead projects a scene of Outer Space. Behind the transparent crystal walls embedded around the Square is an underground Ocean, where various kinds of aquatic life are visible to the naked eye swimming behind the walls, presenting a magnificent and fantastical scene.
Numerous Bars and taverns are scattered across the Square. The hundreds of Bars located here represent hundreds of intelligence exchange centers. Of course, these intelligence taverns are not all businesses of the East Galaxy Company. The East Galaxy Company merely provides necessary security guarantees for these intelligence brokers. In return, the East Galaxy Company takes a certain percentage as a service fee from the money they earn selling intelligence.
Chapter 378: Chance Encounter
How strong is the purchasing power of one hundred million Galactic Credits? Let's put it this way: the value of an ordinary Habitable Planet, depending on its resources and population size, is around seven or eight hundred million to several tens of billions of Galactic Credits.
Galactic Credits are a form of credit currency introduced by the Universal Bank, and one of the few credit currencies in the Universe, besides energy, recognized by numerous civilizations in the Milky Way Galaxy.
Many Tier 1 and Tier 2 civilizations, when making purchases, will exchange their local currency at the Universal Bank for the corresponding Galactic Credits or Cosmic Credits.
The Universal Bank has branches in every civilization above Tier 1, so they have no worries about their exchanged local currency depreciating.
The reason the Universal Bank is recognized by so many civilizations is that backing it are the three top civilizations of the Universe: the Skrull Empire, the Shi'ar Empire, and the Kree Empire. Additionally, over a dozen Category Four civilizations, including the Nova Empire, are its Shareholders.
Since its creation, the Universal Bank has been expanding its share base. Once a Tier 3 civilization achieves a breakthrough to a Category Four civilization, the Universal Bank will step forward and grant them Bank Shares, binding them to itself.
It is precisely through this model that the Universal Bank, after millions of years of development, has become a true colossus.
The scale of the East Galaxy Company, compared to the Universal Bank, is like the difference between a street vendor exchanging small change and Citigroup. Of course, wealthy people are everywhere, but it has nothing to do with him.
Drax, who has been running with the Marauders and working for so many years, yet only has a five-figure deposit in his pocket, stood in the elevator with his arms crossed, muttering incessantly.
Ever since learning that Thanos was missing and his influence had collapsed, the usually tough Drax temporarily lost his purpose. The entire person was abnormally listless. A cold-blooded strong man, somehow inexplicably gained some goofy traits.
"I am Groot!"
The Treant, with his dark, round eyes, looked at the Elder in luxurious clothes not far away. As a Space Pirate who had partnered with Rocket Raccoon for a long time and was on the Nova Empire's wanted list,
Unlike Drax, although few people could understand his words, his initiative was excellent. From the sole of his foot, a thin branch grew along the smooth floor towards the feet of the Elder named Ego, attempting to steal the crystal card on his body.
*Snap!*
The robot elevator operator, who had been standing near the control panel, wearing a silver uniform, walked up to Groot at this moment. Its heavy metal limbs instantly stepped on the growing branches of Groot.
"Guest, this is Galaxy World City. Please retract your limbs!"
The robot spoke to the Treant Groot in extremely gentle Galactic Common Tongue, but a red light faintly flickered in its crimson eyes.
"I am Groot!" The Treant had an innocent expression, but he was sensible enough to retract the branches he had extended after the robot lifted its foot.
Only after seeing Groot retract his branches did the robot walk back to the elevator entrance, continuing to act as a harmless elevator operator.
The elevator descended rapidly yet very smoothly. Perhaps because of the small incident that just occurred, none of the few people inside the elevator made a sound.
Drax had been standing there with his arms crossed, trying to look cool, but after seeing Groot's action, he complained in an extremely low voice: "Idiot Groot, we're in Galaxy World City. I don't want to be thrown out. Even if you want to steal things, do it after we've finished our business!"
The Treant Groot grumbled and grumbled, glaring defiantly at the robot not far away, and demonstratively flexed his arm branches, seemingly showing off his strength.
"How many can you fight?" Drax gave a cold laugh, raised his chin, and gestured for Groot to look at the firing port above the elevator.
"Do you believe that if you actually make a move, you'll immediately be beaten into a pile of burning dry firewood!"
"I am Groot!"
"Before leaving Fallen Star, you'd better listen to everything I say! Don't cause trouble!"
"I am Groot!"
Drax and the Treant Groot started arguing softly in a corner of the elevator.
Ego, at this moment, walked up to the two of them. Ignoring their wary gazes, he scanned Drax and the Treant Groot with great interest, his gaze focusing particularly on Groot's body.
"Treant Leader from Planet Z, it's been many years since I last saw your tribe!"
"I am Groot?" Groot stared at Ego curiously.
"Of course I know your tribe, but it's been two hundred years since I last saw a Treant..."
The smiling Elder's hair was somewhat gray, but his smile seemed full of deep meaning.
"I am Groot?" The Treant Groot said with doubt.
Ego laughed: "Of course, of course, I can understand your words. I once tried to invite a Treant tribe to the planet where I live, but unfortunately, they all perished later..."
Ego looked at Groot and couldn't help but recall the group of Treants who lived on his body thousands of years ago. At that time, the surface of his body wasn't so desolate. Watching those Treants live added a bit of fun to his monotonous life.
But that group of Treants kept pushing their luck. He provided them with a place to live, but that group of Treants wanted to graze forests on his body and compete with him for energy. In the end, the entire Treant tribe was turned into ash by him.
"I really miss those little guys!"
"I am Groot!" After hearing that Ego could really understand his words, Groot danced with excitement, and even the tender leaf branches on his head couldn't help but sway.
Besides Rocket, this Elder in front of him was one of the few people, other than his own kind, who could understand his words. "I am Groot."
"You're here looking for companions. What a coincidence, I'm here looking for my Child."
"I am Groot."
"I fostered my Child on another Planet, but when I paid a group of Marauders to pick up my Child, he kidnapped him!"
"I am Groot!"
"You're right, that Marauder is indeed a scoundrel. He betrayed my trust. I'm here to settle the score with him!"
"I am Groot!"
"Who am I? Where am I? What are they talking about?" Drax looked at the two people chatting happily, one word after another. His eyes were full of confusion, completely unable to understand what the two were saying.
"Three Guests, the thirty-sixth floor has arrived!"
"Ten million Galactic Credits? Why don't they just rob us!"
The thirty-sixth underground floor of Galaxy World City is a huge Square covering tens of kilometers. Projection equipment embedded in the roots of the jade-like giant tree overhead projects a scene of Outer Space. Behind the transparent crystal walls embedded around the Square is an underground Ocean, where various kinds of aquatic life are visible to the naked eye swimming behind the walls, presenting a magnificent and fantastical scene.
Numerous Bars and taverns are scattered across the Square. The hundreds of Bars located here represent hundreds of intelligence exchange centers. Of course, these intelligence taverns are not all businesses of the East Galaxy Company. The East Galaxy Company merely provides necessary security guarantees for these intelligence brokers. In return, the East Galaxy Company takes a certain percentage as a service fee from the money they earn selling intelligence.
