Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"The biggest force in the entire universe? Why don't you just say you want me to dominate the universe?" Fang Jueyu rolled his eyes on the spot. The universe was vast and boundless, with countless factions and organizations. Who knew how many generations had passed? Was this a joke?

Even setting aside the massive entity that was the Cosmic Federation, the Cosmic Federation School in front of him was already a powerful force. Dozens of demigods and innumerable Transcenders implied that he would have to fight to the death with these forces?

Although Fang Jueyu had the Ten Thousand Gods Academy as his trump card and wasn't afraid of fighting, creating a major force was not something he could achieve with just brute strength.

"You're really giving me a tough problem," Fang Jueyu rubbed his head.

Speaking of forces, he did have some. When he first returned to Earth from the Moral Civilization, he had formed an organization called "East Factory" with those slaves.

But the number and strength of that organization could only allow them to reign in a secondary civilization. A single Controller could easily destroy it, let alone in the vast universe.

As he walked and pondered, they entered Founder City. The city's prosperity surpassed any civilization Fang Jueyu had encountered. The advanced technology, the miraculous rune civilization machinery, all left him in awe.

"No wonder you don't see anyone at the Cosmic Federation School, it turns out most of them have come here!"

This place was a bustling modern metropolis. Hotels, entertainment venues, even real estate were present. But here, all the expenses were settled not with cosmic coins but with credits.

Of course, if you had enough cosmic coins and there were people in desperate need of money, you could exchange for credits from them at a certain ratio.

In Founder City, everything required credits, which had become the equivalent of currency.

Recruitment: Reyana Civilization's industry recruiting sales personnel; salary negotiable.

Xinage Civilization's organization recruiting members; salary negotiable.

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"What the heck, there's actually a place like this in the world." Fang Jueyu was amazed. This material universe was a society, and in Founder City, it was a society with its own system.

The senior who had brought them in earlier had already explained that in Founder City, credits were crucial. Without credits, one had to leave this city. So it was inevitable that it would develop into a world based on credits as the foundational currency.

"Host, the purchasing power of credits here is indeed significant. Although 1 credit can be exchanged for 1 billion cosmic coins, at such a ratio, it's absolutely impossible to exchange in reverse. To buy 1 credit, you would have to increase the price by at least 10%."

"What about the cost of living here?"

"To earn enough credits, naturally far exceeds the outside world," said Xiao Yi. "In Founder City, sleeping on the streets is not allowed, so Martial Artists can only stay in hotels or buy property in the city. The cost of living is more than a hundred times the outside world!"

"That's so exaggerated?" Fang Jueyu was slightly surprised. His ten thousand credits seemed like a lot, but they wouldn't last long!

"Of course. Staying in Founder City for a year costs 100 credits, and a year's lodging also needs about 100 credits. As for the Creation Mountain, it charges for entry. With each higher level, the fee doubles. At the mountain top, the annual cost exceeds one hundred thousand credits. It's a tough place to survive."

"No wonder this city developed like this!"

"It's not just that; the school also charges credits for all the training resources here. Your ten thousand credits will probably only let you stay here another year."

"It seems the school gave us ten years to let us accumulate some savings, so we wouldn't be kicked out right after ten years, or else we would have to take on extremely difficult and dangerous missions."

As they walked along, the newcomers' expressions gradually grew concerned. As they learned more about the city, they also understood the importance of credits, and some even began to feel deeply uneasy about the future.

Surviving here wasn't easy, but there were still many options. For instance, one could join an industry under a certain civilization and work during their spare time from training.

In this place, the Cosmic Federation School was filled with talented Martial Artists. But to enjoy the cultivation resources here, they had to lower their heads and take on various service jobs, like cleaning, security, sales, and more.

Besides those, there were some high-level professions like Alchemy and Alchemy Technique. But these required special talents, not something everyone had the ability to pursue for a living.

Of course, there was another path: joining one of the many organizations. These organizations often offered higher benefits but frequently erupted in battles over territory. Though killing was not allowed here, injuries and disabilities were commonplace.

Many of them had already started predicting their lives ten years from now.

"Look there, that organization is recruiting, let's go check it out." Someone pointed in the direction by the street, where a group of Martial Artists was handing out recruitment brochures.

XXX is recruiting newcomers. Divine Ability Users will have a basic income of 2000 credits per year; Controllers start at 50,000 credits, with higher-skilled individuals negotiating their compensation after passing a test.

XXX is absorbing fresh blood, best of this year...

"I'm totally confused," Fang Jueyu felt speechless. It was like the scene when he first entered college, with the student council and clubs ravenously recruiting new members, almost identical to the current situation.

"Maybe I can start from here." Fang Jueyu pondered for a moment.

Those who gathered at this Cosmic Federation School were almost all elites from various civilizations, with undeniable influence in their own domains. Not only that, in the present or near future, they would become quite shining figures in cosmic civilization.

"Host, it seems you already have an idea." Xiao Yi, who understood Fang Jueyi's thoughts, immediately knew his plan.

"It doesn't seem so hard!" Fang Jueyu said. "Developing a force is nothing but one thing, resources. If I need them, I can get them!"

"Now I seem to understand why my family wanted me to come here," Fang Jueyu thought. "Here, my network can maximize its growth. With this organizational support, the Fang Family can stand firm forever."

"Actually, back then, Fang Chongma had similar thoughts, but he took the wrong path, choosing a route completely different from yours," Xiao Yi sighed. "It hurt his morals and body!"

Hearing that name made Fang Jueyu's face turn into a black line.

"But before that, I need to accumulate some capital. Otherwise, how can I attract all the Martial Artists here?" Although many of Fang Jueyu's relatives had their organizations, these organizations were already independent and not easily united. Fang Jueyu wanted to establish his own team first.

"Hey brothers!" Fang Jueyu suddenly turned around with a playful smile at Bernard and the others.

"You... what do you want?" Fang Jueyu's expression made them feel a faint chill in their hearts for some reason.

"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to ask: our Divine Richie Civilization is recruiting talent, are you interested?"