298: Horrible statistics
Lin Ye once felt the abundance of powerful individuals within the Galaxy during the Disciple Acceptance Ceremony.
A single Disciple Acceptance Hall had tens of thousands of Star Domain Level descendants, and these were only those inheriting domains.
One must know that the probability of Star Domain Level individuals having descendants is not high, and the probability of them inheriting domains is even smaller.
He thought at the time that there might be hundreds of millions of Star Domain Level individuals in the Galaxy.
But he was still too conservative; looking at this momentum, let alone hundreds of millions, he would believe billions or even tens of billions.
The donation amount surged at an unimaginable speed, and when the first batch of slots was confirmed—the number of donors was 500,000, and the donation amount was 2.36 quadrillion.
Lin Ye was dumbfounded.
He even felt a sense of lingering fear, wondering if he would be arrested by his teacher for illegal fundraising… No way, right?
Suddenly, the smart-brain's communication alert rang—his teacher had really arrived.
Lin Ye flinched in fright and nervously answered the call.
“Hello, teacher.”
“You brat, what on earth are you doing? What is that thing you made? Don’t tell me you’re trying to rebel.” The Galaxy Lord’s voice came through.
“Teacher, you can’t blame me.
These people are too crazy.
I couldn’t hold them back; they’re throwing money around too fiercely.” Lin Ye was on the verge of tears; he really hadn’t expected the Broken Space to be so popular.
“No matter how it ends, you must handle this matter well, and also, you need to balance the relationships among your fellow disciples.
Don’t let there be any unpleasantness.” The Galaxy Lord reminded him.
Only then did Lin Ye realize that his teacher didn't intend to punish him, but rather to remind him to maintain balance.
He was touched.
“Alright, I’ll make sure it’s handled perfectly.”
After hanging up, he sent a message to the fellow disciples’ forum.
Lin Ye: Fellow Senior Brothers and Sisters, Junior Brothers and Sisters, I am fortunate to have obtained a space that can manifest laws.
To repay the sect, the direct disciples of the master do not need to pay; as long as you come, you will have a slot.
For the registered disciples, your Senior Brother has released 3,000 slots, at the same price as the disciples within the martial arts hall.
(Recruiting 200 martial arts hall coaches, with room and board provided, salary to be discussed, and 20% discount on cultivation.)
While Lin Ye was repaying the sect, he didn't forget to advertise.
He finally decided to open four more branch halls.
Fifty Star River maintenance personnel per branch hall should be enough.
As for why he gave this price to fellow disciples.
Firstly, the direct disciples among them are all experts, so it's a favor.
Secondly, the spiritual materials used are high-grade enough that Lin Ye can still make a profit.
As for the registered disciples, Lin Ye also opened up slots and offered discounts.
“Junior Brother Lin Ye is magnanimous.
Senior Brother will come and see how miraculous this space truly is.”
“Senior Brother Lin Ye did a great job.
I thought Senior Brother wouldn’t care about us registered disciples, but I didn’t expect him to offer such a generous discount.”
“Long live Senior Brother.”
“Woohoo, long live Senior Brother.”
“Senior Brother, I love you.”
“Senior Brother did a great job.”
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Lin Ye was very satisfied; it seemed that repaying the sect was indeed the correct choice.
The reason why his space was so powerful and no one dared to covet it was precisely because he was a direct disciple of the Galaxy Lord, wasn’t it?
Of course, it also had to do with his Divine Level combat power.
In Lin Ye’s backend, private messages applying to become a coach were overwhelmed, several times more than the last recruitment.
Within just one day, applications had reached 10,000.
After all, there are at least tens of thousands of surviving registered disciples of the Galaxy Lord.
Except for some who truly couldn't leave, most of them came.
This coach selection would clearly take some effort again.
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Lin Ye’s business was proceeding in an orderly fashion, including building martial arts hall branches, recruiting coaches, recruiting students, and managing slots for non-martial arts hall members.
“Fortunately, those two are capable.” Lin Ye lay in his rocking chair, comfortably sipping a drink.
Green Leaf and Yunxi indeed had outstanding abilities, and after receiving a raise, they were very willing to take on more workload.
Lin Ye completely became a hands-off boss, and it must be said, earning money while lying down truly was a beautiful thing.
The Broken Space is now basically packed to the brim; out of 20,000 slots, 10,000 are given to outsiders, 3,000 belong to martial arts hall students, over 3,000 are given to the sect, and the remaining over 3,000 are given to the Snake-Human Clan.
The Snake-Human Clan’s connection with Lin Ye grew increasingly close, providing Lin Ye with a lot of support, even donating many industries.
Their 3,000 slots only have a ten-year term, and will no longer be available once the martial arts hall branch is completed.
For the Snake-Human Clan, it was completely sufficient.
They have a large number of pharmacists, doctors, and other professions; due to their low comprehension of laws, they were unable to break through to Star River.
After Lin Ye gave them these slots, those doctors and pharmacists would be able to break through.
These are all productivity; Lin Ye can imagine that the medical industry in the Galaxy will experience a surge.
Not only that, but the artisans of Fornax also entered the non-internal personnel channel with their immense financial resources.
Once they break through, the forging industry in the Galaxy will also greatly improve.
It can be said that this wave is a comprehensive improvement of the Galaxy’s level.
This is also the reason why the Galaxy Lord did not blame him for illegal fundraising.
The stronger the Galaxy, the more beneficial it is for him as the Lord.
The first batch of people could generally break through after cultivating in the Broken Space for a few months, and after they came out, they also elevated the popularity of the Broken Space to an unimaginable level.
Many old monsters whose lifespans were nearing their end frantically threw money, risking everything for extended lifespans.
The previously stagnant donation amount actually saw another surge.
Lin Ye could only say, “You all continue, the more effort, the better.”
Previously, he was worried about how to support the Original Universe, but now he is completely unconcerned.
He doesn't even need to support it; the people cultivating in the Broken Space help him support it.
He didn't let the money he earned sit idle; he invested it in Hou Star, for example, in tourism, medicine, real estate, hotels, and restaurants.
With the injection of large capital, Hou Star experienced unprecedented prosperity, and its previously stagnant development further expanded.
“It’s a pity that resource development is mostly held by the various races themselves; otherwise, buying it would be good too.” Lin Ye secretly regretted.
The prices of various spiritual material resources are now surging.
Spiritual materials include medicinal herbs, minerals, etc.; as long as they contain laws, they can be called spiritual materials.
It wasn’t just Lin Ye’s Broken Space affecting the price of spiritual materials; the collective breakthrough of medical and forging talents was also an important reason for the rise in spiritual material prices.
Lin Ye personally started this wave but couldn't personally participate, which was quite frustrating to think about.
“No, we humans also have our own resource development points.” Lin Ye’s heart stirred.
Under his care, humanity was prospering day by day; it was just that their speed couldn't quite keep up with his progress.
Currently, humans are frantically producing troops to develop the Yi Lan Continent.
“Inject capital, must inject capital heavily.”
The Yi Lan Continent is also a very resource-rich continent; if developed, the pie would not be small.
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