Chapter 747: Money is the Primary Productive Force
"Talent introduction? What does that mean?"
This concept was already quite popular and mature on Earth. In order to attract high-end talent, cities would offer very favorable conditions to fresh graduates, be they undergraduates, postgraduates, or even doctorates.
But in this universe civilization, either a more advanced concept appeared, or they had never encountered anything similar, or the explanation was not quite the same. In any case, they had never heard of any "talent introduction" measures.
"Well, in short, I'm planning to establish an organization here at the Cosmic Federation School."
"Great!" Ever since the Cosmic Federation entrance exam began, the four of them had already stood on the same front. Now, in this unfamiliar environment, it was naturally good for everyone to band together and look out for each other.
What's more, Fang Jueyu had so many distant relatives here. Forming an organization was definitely a great idea.
"I want to attract not only us newcomers but also those old folks from Founder City, and eventually unite the entire force in Founder City!"
"That might be hard to pull off, huh?" The four of them looked troubled.
Indeed, in terms of connections, no one in Founder City could compare to Fang Jueyu.
But even so, his relatives' forces had taken tens of thousands or even millions of years to develop. Not suppressing them and even giving them some consideration was already rather generous.
If Fang Jueyu's family grew strong enough to dominate, it would infringe upon the interests of too many people. After all, although Fang Jueyu's relatives were numerous, none were close relatives, and it was already quite supportive to have them back him up.
"But Brother Fang, we're currently just four Divine Ability Users. Even if we attract those powerful beings, at the very least they'd be Controllers in strength, and there'd be Transcenders too. Can we control them with our capabilities?"
"Don't worry about that; I've got my own ways," Fang Jueyu laughed.
Bernard and the others thought the group of demigods had come from the Godly Tycoon Civilization, but they didn't know those powers were all in Fang Jueyu's hands. Whenever he wanted, he could summon demigod-level handlers.
What Controller, what Transcender? When they saw demigods, wouldn't they all get on their knees obediently?
"First, we need enough capital to attract them," Fang Jueyu said. "Lu Xun once said money is the primary productive force. Here, having credits is the most solid truth!"
"Lu Xun? Who's that? Have any of you heard of him?"
"No idea, must be a person from the Godly Tycoon Civilization?"
"If Brother Fang talks about him, he can't be an ordinary person. At least a Transcender, I bet?"
The three of them chattered.
"Cough, cough, cough! Lu Xun is a literary figure from our Godly Tycoon Civilization. He said many wise words in his life," (Lu Xun: I never said that!) Fang Jueyu made up. "In our Godly Tycoon Civilization, he's almost a household name. But that's not the point; you don't need to know such details."
"But what kind of capital do we have now? The four of us barely have thousands of credits combined. Those large organizations might spend astronomical credits annually."
"Yeah, Brother Fang, why don't you visit your elders and see if they're willing to give us some startup capital?"
"There's no need for that," Fang Jueyu smiled slightly. Although his elders appeared incredibly successful, their training and even their civilizations were supported by the Fang Family's wealth.
Besides, Fang Jueyu had a whole pile of valuable items!
He had emptied one Secret Realm relic after another deep in the Root Universe, extorted millions from the Martial Artists during the Cosmic Federation entrance exam, and recently emptied the Zinake Civilization's entire treasury. If it weren't for Xiaoyi helping him sort and manage everything, he wouldn't even know what he owned.
With such a vast fortune, why would Fang Jueyu need to rely on others?
"Let's go, let's see if there's an auction house here!" Fang Jueyu said. "Xiaoyi, help navigate!"
"Host, I am an intelligent system, not a navigation system. Please show some respect."
"Pfft, when have you ever respected me?" Fang Jueyu retorted. "Let's go, Ergouzi, Xiaohei, we'll sell some stuff first, then buy a house and a car, and reach the peak of life!"
"Woof woof woof!"
"Got it, boss!"
One human, two beasts, and a system jostled their way through the crowd toward the city's depths.
"Come on, when have we ever lost out following Brother Fang?"
"Hahaha, indeed, Brother Fang always gives unexpected surprises."
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"There really is one!" Following the route set by Xiaoyi, the group stopped in front of this massive building made of marble.
Two rows of uniformed Martial Artists stood in front of the building. The weakest among them was a seventh-level Controller. In the outside world, such people could control a third-level civilization, deciding life and death, but here in Founder City, they were merely security guards.
"Genesis Auction House, what an impressive name!"
The five large characters floated above the building's roof through some optical technology, visible from almost any angle. In this area, Genesis Auction House was probably the biggest. Even in the entire Founder City, it was quite famous.
"Hold it, there's no hiring going on here!"
As the four of them were about to head inside, a Controller immediately blocked their way.
Last season's Martial Artists were all at least first-level Controllers in strength; the four of them were merely Divine-level in strength, clearly newcomers this season.
As mere newcomers, the credits they had were pitifully small. They couldn't possibly buy anything, so naturally, the guards assumed they were here to apply for a job and earn some credits.
"When did I say I was here to apply for a job? I'm here to auction off items."
"Oh?" The guard was slightly surprised, but this wasn't unheard of. Many of these newcomers came from quite significant cosmic civilizations, and some even had valuables to their name. It wasn't surprising for them to sell items here for credits.
"But, young man, not just anything can be auctioned here. We need to evaluate your auction items; it's standard procedure. Hope you can cooperate."
"Here?" Fang Jueyu tilted his head and asked.
"Right here. Anything inconvenient about it?" the guard asked.
"I'm worried that if I take out my items, people nearby would get greedy and tear your whole auction down!"
"Hahaha!" The guard laughed outright. They had been established here for millions of years and had seen every kind of treasure. No one had ever dared to make such a boast. "Young man, no offense, but you couldn't possibly bring out such valuable items!"
"Is that so?" Fang Jueyu pulled out a Divine Weapon Fragment, and the ancient aura stunned the guard instantly.
"A Divine Weapon Fragment!" Though not unheard of, such items rarely appeared at auctions. Anyone who obtained one would guard it more jealously than their life, so how could they possibly sell it?
"Young man, are you really selling a Divine Weapon Fragment?"
"No, I'm selling a complete Divine Weapon!"