Apocalypse Gachapon Chapter 1919: Changxu Water Race's Crazy Choice

"Are you sure you didn't misspeak?"

"Absolutely not."

She remained utterly composed. The resolve shining in her gaze convinced Ye Zhongming that she meant every word.

The demand she put forward involved wiping out the Huo’er Star people when the moment was right.

Though straightforward with just seven words, this demand hit Ye Zhongming like a massive blow to the chest.

What kind of force were the Huo’er Star people? They led the Huo’er Star Alliance as its mightiest power, boasting the biggest numbers, the fiercest fighters, and the greatest number of powerhouses. Their King ranked among the rare supreme masters across cosmic species, a being of immense might.

Even when measured against every cosmic species, they stood at the peak.

Destroy a dominant race like that?

The scheme Ye Zhongming and his group had crafted was grand indeed, capable of terrifying an entire world if revealed, yet it never aimed to eradicate a supreme powerhouse lineage entirely.

Expecting a newcomer who had barely entered the cosmos, fresh from the Novice trial, to eliminate a supreme powerhouse at the universe's summit—this demand was utterly insane.

Given Ye Zhongming's present power, even if the Huo’er Star people's King stood still before him, allowing attacks for three full days and nights without retaliation, Ye Zhongming likely couldn't take him down.

"Why this?" Ye Zhongming harbored some fuzzy suspicions deep down, yet he sought a clear confirmation.

It took He a few minutes to lay out her rationale.

In essence, the matter boiled down simply. The Huo’er Star people bore primary blame for the Changxu Water Race's dire straits today. The rest played roles as mere helpers or latecomers piling on the pain.

Consider this: absent a supreme powerhouse stirring chaos from the shadows, the Changxu Water Race's small numbers wouldn't doom them—their skills endured. Thanks to unique traits, they forged solid alliances with numerous powerhouse groups through ties like marriages, rendering assaults by common foes nearly impossible.

Forget the Changxu Water Race; glance at the Star-Eye Clan instead. They endured brutal hardships, teetering on oblivion, but to Ye Zhongming, they still appeared robust and affluent.

No group clinging to life amid the Survivor Fortresses proved straightforward.

The Huo’er Star people's malicious designs on the Changxu Water Race explained this group's woeful fate now.

Even today, the biggest batch of captive Changxu Water Race members remained under the Huo’er Star people's grip.

Meanwhile, the highest death toll among Changxu Water Race individuals came at the hands of the Huo’er Star people.

More than their bitter rivals, the Evil Armor Star people, the Changxu Water Race loathed the Huo’er Star people with deeper fury.

"I realize this poses immense challenges, and displaying enmity toward the Huo’er Star people means they'll never spare you. However..."

Suddenly, He flashed a brilliant smile.

"Our entire group has sworn loyalty to you. Like it or not, you're foes of the Huo’er Star now. Me especially..." She tapped her nose with a mischievous gesture. "A prodigy such as myself—they won't release easily. Open moves are off-limits for them, but they'll scheme relentlessly to bend me to their will. So, chief, brace yourself for the fallout."

Ye Zhongming rolled his eyes outright. He could vow to the skies that this detail had escaped him entirely! If unaware, so be it. Even informed, he doubted he could turn down the allure of the Changxu Water Race's devotion.

"Take this."

She passed a tiny chip to Ye Zhongming.

"What's its purpose?" Ye Zhongming accepted it, examined the piece, and noted its fit for the standard cosmic species device port. Likely a data holder.

"Cut your device's link to the fortress network."

Ye Zhongming followed the instruction, then plugged in the chip. Ignorance might have spared him, but viewing the contents made his hand shake.

Twice now, this He had shocked him in quick succession.

"Page one shows every Changxu Water Race member under our present oversight. Green entries up top mark those freely available. White ones following indicate those still confined."

"Figures beside each name: initial one denotes age, central counts holy symbols, final tracks Furelai."

Glancing at Ye Zhongming, she added, "Front two details stay precise. The final shifts often. Free members update in real time. For confined ones, it's merely a guide."

"Page two details holdings under our Changxu Water Race's sway. Top items represent prime holdings. Below the divider, they yield low returns or carry complications."

Holdings? Ye Zhongming held back from voicing the doubt. How might a group lacking a home base possess such things? With holdings, why not purchase a base? Fear of the Huo’er Star people? Plausible. Yet the Changxu Water Race teetered on ruin's edge. Couldn't these sustain them longer?

Sensing Ye Zhongming's unspoken query, He clarified, "Prime or troubled holdings alike—we avoid drawing full gains currently. No probe, no matter how deep, ties these ventures to our Changxu Water Race; they register under other species. Resources unlock in just two cases: one, clan faces true peril of survival; then it becomes vital funds, spent once. Two, clan revives; they turn into engines for future wealth."

Ye Zhongming skimmed through. Prime holdings... Roughly a few dozen. Troubled ones outnumbered them, surpassing three hundred.

Long severed from Changxu Water Race oversight, many had slipped from grasp. Still, this foundation awed. Reviewing the initial two pages' details, Ye Zhongming once more sensed that 'No group proves simple to handle.'

A 'fading' group harbored such a hidden strategy!

"Page three catalogs drugs at four cycles or higher held by free members, including heirlooms. Later entries grow rarer."

Ye Zhongming's pulse raced while scanning.

These items shone as true gems. He'd tasted the advanced-cycle drugs from Changxu Water Race hands firsthand; their quality impressed deeply. Now, witnessing their stockpile...

"Page four..."

A fourth page existed!

"Opening section holds secrets we've uncovered. Value could range from nothing to everything, hinging on application. Closing section maps spots for a few... clan treasure caches. They store old gains. Fifth page inventories each site."

Treasures awaited!

Ye Zhongming thought that if He demanded not just destroying the Huo’er Star people but also the Reina Star people, he'd charge ahead!

Though these treasures and holdings might pale for powerhouse groups, to Ye Zhongming with bare hands now, they formed an enormous windfall.

Observing Ye Zhongming, He recognized that this miracle-maker had fully embraced the Changxu Water Race's loyalty at last.

"I've revealed every clan secret and handed over all our riches. Yet you—how will you assure keeping your word to me?"

Ye Zhongming froze. This... indeed seemed tough to secure. Mainly, mutual trust methods stayed scarce and agreeable.

"What if... you wed me?"

She spoke with a grin.