93: Chapter 93 Three Boxes of Gold Cards Stun Three Military Region Bosses

For seven days, Fang Chuan was practically welded inside the headquarters of the Divine Soldier Legion.

While called headquarters, this place was actually just a separate small building the military region had specifically designated for him, with maximum security levels; no one could enter except for General Wei Zheng's adjutant.

Fang Chuan's daily life was extremely regimented: he would wake up in the morning, receive the massive quantity of Believer cards sent by the adjutant, and then dive headfirst into his Divine Kingdom to begin his frenzied synthesis endeavor.

During this time, the Hextech augmentations refreshed by the System were not very ideal.

Economic-type Hextech, such as [Obtain 2.1 Billion Faith Points] and [Windfall], refreshed frequently.

In the past, this would have been enough to make Fang Chuan ecstatic, but now, sitting on trillions in resources and backed by the great mountain of the military, these one-time gains were insipid.

What he urgently needed now were bond-type Hextech like [Fortune's Encouragement] that could bring about qualitative changes.

The others were all silver-tier Hextech, none of which were combat-oriented. In short, his luck was a bit bad.

Unfortunately, the System seemed unwilling to let him take off so quickly.

Fang Chuan had nothing to be disappointed about; he just took a quick glance and then continued to bury himself in his work. His mindset was very stable.

The Golden Finger was an aid, but not everything. His own accumulation and planning were the foundation of his standing.

His goal was very clear: he would be heading to the Western Demigod War Zone in a month, and everything now had to serve this goal.

General Wei Zheng had not appeared during these seven days.

The ninth-Rank Demi-god strength that Fang Chuan had displayed that day had clearly forced this military region commander to re-evaluate his strategic value, and he was even spending sleepless nights adjusting the troop deployment for the entire Western Region because of it.

But his adjutant, a major named Li He, was more punctual than anyone.

Every morning at nine, Li He would arrive punctually driving a military hover vehicle, loaded with military storage crates.

When he arrived, the crates were packed with dense layers of low-star Believer cards, ranging from three-star to four-star, featuring all kinds of rare Holy Bloodlines, with quantities easily reaching hundreds of thousands or millions.

When he left, the number of crates remained the same, but the cards inside had been upgraded, transformed into gleaming Five-star Believer cards. The quantity wasn't large, just a few thousand, but the value was worlds apart.

Over these seven days, the expression on Li He's face had changed from the initial business-like demeanor to later awe and numbness.

In seven days, the military had taken a total of fifty thousand Five-star Believers from Fang Chuan!

This covered twenty-seven powerful high-tier races, including Angels, Holy Elves, Titan Beasts, and Golden Behemoths.

These fifty thousand Five-star Believers were all top-tier Saints.

If this force were deployed to any war zone, it would be enough to instantly change the local balance of combat power, and could even cause a defensive line that was originally on the receiving end of a beating to immediately sound the horn of counterattack.

The military gained immensely, but Fang Chuan's gains were even more exaggerated.

According to the conditions previously agreed upon with General Wei Zheng, thirty percent of all Believer cards used for synthesis belonged to him personally.

During these seven days, he was like a diligent hamster, frantically moving supplies into his Divine Kingdom.

Now, the number of Six-Star Believers in his Divine Kingdom had reached an astonishing two hundred and seventy!

Among these two hundred and seventy Six-Star Believers, the ten ten-winged Holy Angels that were synthesized earliest remained the well-deserved core and trump cards.

Especially Fei Yi.

Under Fang Chuan's insane one-hundred-and-thirty-fold experience boost, her Rank shot up like she was riding a rocket.

In just a few short days, her Rank had soared to 104!

After her Rank broke through the one-hundred-level mark, Fei Yi completed two Bloodline leaps and sublimations, one at the Demi-god stage and one at the Deity stage.

Now, her basic four-dimensional attributes alone had broken through the five-hundred-million mark, and her comprehensive combat power had soared to a terrifying number—245 billion!

The other nine Holy Angels, while slightly inferior, had also successively crossed the one-hundred-level mark, becoming true Deity-Rank combatants.

As these Holy Believers continuously cleared out the Void Realm creatures around the Divine Kingdom, the surface area of Fang Chuan's Divine Kingdom itself had expanded from the initial nearly 24 million square kilometers to the current 30 million square kilometers.

And outside the Divine Kingdom, the area actually controlled by his military force exceeded hundreds of millions of square kilometers.

The 100 million square kilometers of territory required to ignite the Divine Fire was, for him, no longer any difficulty at all.

Whenever he wanted, he could ignite the Divine Fire, ascend in one step, and become a True God.

But he did not.

He forcibly suppressed his Realm, maintaining it at the ninth-Rank Demi-god level.

He knew very well that the Demigod War Zone, as the name implied, could only be entered by Demi-gods. Once he became a True God, he would have to go to a higher-level Deity battlefield.

He had not forgotten the test set by the Sovereign—to kill ten alien Demi-gods within a year.

General Wei Zheng had said that the Sovereign promised him that as long as he passed, he could participate in the next selection for Lieutenant General.

He did not want to give up.

Therefore, he decided to save the opportunity for his Breakthrough for that alien war filled with blood and fire.

While his strength was skyrocketing, Fang Chuan had not forgotten that place he had always been thinking about—the Lucky Star Ruins.

Previously, because his strength was insufficient, he had only cleared the preceding stages and had been thwarted at the final level.

Now, holding two hundred and seventy Six-Star Believers, including ten level-100 Deities, he felt he could do it again.

It was time to go back and retrieve that final reward!

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Zhenxi Military Region, in a top-secret conference room of the highest specification, the atmosphere appeared somewhat heavy and anxious.

Commander-in-Chief Zhong Ping of the Pacific War Zone, a burly man with a physique as imposing as a mountain and a hideous scar on his face, was tapping the table impatiently.

"What on earth is Old Comrade Wei up to? Calling the three of us back from the front lines in such a rush, only to be late himself?"

Sitting opposite him was Commander Bai Jie of the Lunar Operations Department, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses who looked refined and scholarly.

He pushed up his glasses and smiled bitterly: "Old Zhong, calm down. General Wei must have his reasons for doing this. It's just... the pressure on the Lunar Base's defensive line is truly immense. Those lunatics from the Darkin are acting like they've been injected with stimulants; I really have no confidence."

In the corner, the one who had remained silent all along was Commander Gao Yi of the Martian Operations Department. He was the youngest, with a cold and stern face, and carried an air of sharp aloofness that kept people at a distance.

Although he didn't speak, his tightly furrowed brows similarly exposed his inner anxiety.

The Void Realm Zerg and the Darkin had recently seemed to have agreed on something, simultaneously increasing the intensity of their attacks on the three major war zones.

A shortage of troops and insufficient high-end combat power were the difficulties that the three of them were collectively facing.

Just then, the door to the conference room was pushed open. General Wei Zheng strode in with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, with no discernible expression on his face.

He scanned the room, without a word of nonsense, nor did he explain why he had summoned them. "Bring the things in."

He just gave a light instruction to the outside of the door. As soon as his voice fell, three fully armed adjutants walked into the conference room, each struggling to carry a huge military storage crate.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The three crates were heavily placed on the conference table, emitting a dull thud.

The gazes of Zhong Ping, Bai Jie, and Gao Yi were instantly attracted to these three mysterious crates.

General Wei Zheng did not continue to keep them in suspense; he stepped forward himself and reached out to open the lid of one of the crates.

"Whoosh—" In an instant, a brilliant, dazzling golden light erupted from the crate, instantly illuminating the entire conference room and causing the three commanders-in-chief, who were accustomed to big scenes, to all squint their eyes simultaneously.

After adapting to the light, the three initially thought it was just a batch of high-tier resources.

But when they looked closely and saw the entire box, densely packed with Five-star Believer cards shimmering with brilliant golden light, their composure, honed over many years to remain unchanged even if Mount Tai collapsed before them, crumbled instantly.

Commander Bai Jie sprang up from his chair, his hands trembling slightly, subconsciously wanting to grab the nearest crate. That entire crate was full of golden cards! Five-star Believer cards!

"My god... I'm not dreaming, am I?" Commander Bai Jie's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he swallowed hard.

It wasn't that he hadn't seen Five-star Believer cards before; as the Commander of the Lunar Operations Department, he also had a few trump cards tucked away under his command.

But those were all cultivated by the military department after spending astronomical amounts of resources and a long time, and each one was treasured immensely.

Like this before his eyes, using huge military storage crates, stuffed full of a whole box of Five-star Believer cards just like they were Chinese cabbage... he wouldn't even dare to dream of such a scene!

"Old Comrade... you... did you hollow out the entire foundation of the Zhenxi Military Region?"