After the war, the spoils will be divided! Who dares to touch my credit?

The Alien Alliance had been routed.

They left behind corpses everywhere and a battlefield in shambles.

Demon Suppressing Pass had been defended.

But on the city walls, there was not a shred of joy for the victory.

The atmosphere was terrifyingly oppressive.

Everyone's gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, converged on that young man who had remained expressionless from beginning to end.

Awe, Fear, shock, disbelief...

All sorts of complex emotions intertwined in everyone's hearts.

Lin Zhan looked at his grandson, opened his mouth, but in the end, only patted his shoulder heavily.

A thousand words were left unspoken.

"Clean up the battlefield! Treat the wounded! Repair the fortifications!"

Qin Pojun was the first to break the deathly silence; he raised his voice and began issuing orders.

The soldiers seemed to wake from a dream and immediately sprang into action.

Demon Suppressing Pass, this massive war machine, began to operate once again.

Two hours later.

Demon Suppressing Pass, the supreme Command Center.

All the high-ranking officials of the Alliance gathered together once again.

But this time, the atmosphere was completely different from before.

On everyone's faces was a trace of exhaustion from surviving a disaster, and a trace of... awkwardness that could not be concealed.

Especially Mike Jason.

His face flushed red and turned pale; he was restless.

He looked at the young man in the main seat, who was resting with his eyes closed, and felt his throat becoming so dry it was almost smoking.

"Ahem..."

In the end, it was Mike Jason who broke the silence.

He forced a smile and stood up.

"Everyone, in this battle, although we paid a huge price, we successfully repelled the first fierce assault of the aliens."

"Among them, Your Excellency Lin Yuan, your contribution is the greatest!"

He first heaped praise on Lin Yuan without hesitation.

Then, he changed the subject.

"However, the war is not over yet. We must recover our combat strength as soon as possible to cope with the enemy's next, more violent attack."

"The alien cores and Materials seized in this battle are all precious strategic resources."

"I propose that for the overall interests of the Alliance, and to utilize these resources most efficiently, they should be confiscated and unified, and distributed by our White Eagle Country's Sky Shield Bureau!"

"After all, we possess the most advanced scientific research capabilities and can maximize the value of these Materials!"

What a high-sounding reason!

What a "for the Alliance"!

Qin Pojun was so angry he laughed on the spot.

"Mike Jason, why the hell didn't I notice before that your skin is thicker than the city wall?"

Tie Kuang even slammed his giant axe onto the table directly, making a loud "clanging" sound.

"Bullshit! Your White Eagle Country troops were shrinking in the back just now, with the fewest casualties! Now that it's time to split the spoils, you want to take the lion's share? Not a chance!"

"General Tie Kuang, please watch your language!"

Mike Jason's face darkened, "Even though you are the Dragon Country Martial God, you must consider the big picture! Do you Dragon Country people want to swallow all the war merits alone?"

Seeing that both sides were about to quarrel again.

"Very well."

A calm voice rang out.

Lin Yuan.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The whole venue went silent instantly.

Everyone stared at him in astonishment.

Even Qin Pojun and Tie Kuang were stunned.

They didn't understand why Lin Yuan would agree to Mike Jason's unreasonable request.

Mike Jason was also stunned, then immediately felt ecstatic!

He thought that a martial brute like Lin Yuan, who only knew how to kill, didn't understand these twists and turns at all.

Great!

As long as he agrees, this matter is settled!

However.

Lin Yuan's next sentence made the smile on his face freeze instantly.

"Since it is to be distributed uniformly."

Lin Yuan's gaze swept calmly over everyone present.

"Then we shall distribute it based on war merits."

"Whoever kills more enemies, whoever contributes more, gets more."

"Very fair, isn't it?"

Fair?

It's fucking fair!

Qin Pojun and Tie Kuang looked at each other and saw ecstasy in each other's eyes!

Distribute by war merits?

Then there's nothing left for anyone else!

In this battle, Lin Yuan alone killed more lord-level monsters than everyone present combined!

Not to mention, he also beheaded an alien general at the Late Stage of the Transcendent Aura Realm!

How do you calculate this merit?

Mike Jason's face instantly turned ugly.

"Your Excellency Lin Yuan, you can't put it that way."

He argued forcefully, "War is a whole! Logistics, command, intelligence... these are all contributions! You can't just look at how many enemies were killed!"

"Oh?"

The corners of Lin Yuan's mouth curled into an imperceptible arc.

"Then let's calculate."

He raised his hand and tapped the tactical data board in front of him in mid-air.

Swish!

A holographic projection appeared in the center of the conference room.

On it was a series of cold, yet shocking data.

"In this battle, the Alien Alliance dispatched a total of eighty-three thousand four hundred low-level aliens."

"Thirty-seven lord-level monsters."

"One general at the Late Stage of the Transcendent Aura Realm."

"Our side killed a total of seventy-one thousand two hundred low-level aliens."

"Among them, thirty-nine thousand eight hundred were killed by me and my squad, accounting for fifty-six percent."

"Thirty-seven lord-level monsters, all killed."

"Among them, thirty-six were killed by me alone. Accounting for ninety-seven percent."

"One general at the Late Stage of the Transcendent Aura Realm, killed by me, accounting for one hundred percent."

"..."

When this series of data, precise to the single digit, was recited by Lin Yuan in that flat, waveless tone.

The entire Command Center fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone seemed to be under a petrification spell, staring blankly at that set of data, their minds completely blank.

Fifty-six percent...

Ninety-seven percent...

One hundred percent...

This...

Is this one person's war merit?!

Mike Jason's lips trembled, his face as pale as paper, unable to say a single word.

Data does not lie!

In the face of this iron-clad fact, any of his sophistry seemed so pale and weak!

"Now."

Lin Yuan stood up.

His figure, which was not particularly tall, at this moment seemed like an insurmountable mountain, pressing down on everyone present so they couldn't catch their breath.

"Do you still think your 'big picture' has any meaning?"

He walked up to Mike Jason and looked down at him.

"I killed the most enemies."

"I defended the crumbling city wall."

"I provided the key intelligence on the Shadow Demon Alliance."

"Therefore, for this batch of spoils, the Dragon Country will take seventy percent."

His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable, overbearing power!

"As for the remaining thirty percent, you can divide it among yourselves."

"Does anyone have any objections?"

Lin Yuan's gaze slowly swept across the room.

Ivan of the North Bear Country was the first to stand up, pounding his chest in a salute: "I have no objections! Even if Your Excellency took one hundred percent, I would agree!"

The Flying Moon Sword God Shangguan Jinghong said indifferently: "Reasonable."

The representatives of other small countries didn't even dare to let out a fart.

Everyone's gaze focused on Mike Jason.

Mike Jason's body was trembling slightly.

He felt like a clown stripped of his clothes, exposed to everyone's gaze.

Humiliation!

Unprecedented humiliation!

But what could he do?

Argue back? With what?

Fight back? Does he dare?

"...I have no objections."

In the end, he squeezed these words out through his teeth.

"Very good."

Lin Yuan nodded.