Xing reluctantly kissed Klapaucius's hand.

The other party nodded with great satisfaction, snapped his fingers with a 'pop,' and then a shorter partner walked out from behind him, handing Xing a piece of intelligence.

The intelligence showed: Ever since the company's executive director negotiated with Klapaucius, cooperation with the Garden of Recollection had ceased, and Farnsha's thought bubble technology from the Propaganda Department gave way to the Synesthesia Beacon. Now, there was much discussion within the company about whether Farnsha's position would be shaken.

"So the Synesthesia Beacon appeared so early?"

Herta shrugged: "Of course, it was invented by Elia Sallas of the Genius Society #56. Unfortunately, my colleagues ignored his invention, letting this technology gather dust for hundreds of years. Later, the company re-created it with the help of the Intelligentsia Guild's technology. As long as you get one injection, implanting a beacon in your central nervous system, you can understand the most unfamiliar languages from distant worlds as if they were your native tongue."

—

Ling Cage.

"Good heavens... an invention so amazing that it allows one to understand any language, and the Genius Society actually ignored it?"

Shanda was a little incredulous. If this thing could circulate in his world, it would probably have been injected into the necks of those beasts as soon as the Mana ecosystem formed... If they could understand their language and quickly grasp their way of thinking, humanity wouldn't have been forced into such a predicament.

Xu Tong chuckled: "Shanda, don't be surprised. This Synesthesia Beacon seems amazing to us, but to those geniuses, it might just be a small invention they fiddled with casually after dinner because they had nothing better to do."

"Wow, then those big shots must have incredibly good brains, right?"

Xiadou couldn't help but envy: "If only they could come to our world and help us transform the Mana ecosystem, it probably wouldn't even waste much of their time."

"Stop daydreaming."

Bai Yuekui's voice came from the co-driver's seat: "Geniuses mostly solve problems out of curiosity. If they figure out the Mana ecosystem and lose interest in it, they'll probably just pack up and leave. Governing and transforming the Mana ecosystem? Not to mention whether it can be done, even if it could, this kind of thing can't rely on others to complete; we must do it ourselves."

—

"Also, because of the Synesthesia Beacon technology supported by Klapaucius, he gained the opportunity he desired. Conclusion: He brought enormous profits and influence to the company, and the company also added a large number of observation points throughout the universe. The Intelligentsia Guild received financial support and established the Galactic Library 【Ismail】," Screwllum said.

"So it seems Farnsha's influence was suppressed?" Xing asked curiously.

Herta spread her hands: "...You see for yourself."

Before she finished speaking, Xing's phone received several messages from the Interastral Peace Corporation's internal group, two of which were related to Farnsha.

One was that her faction split from the Propaganda Department to establish the Trade Department independently, and the other was even more explosive—Farnsha was promoted to P-48.

"..." Xing was completely stunned. "What's going on? Is there something fishy about this?"

"Who knows? But P-48 is a level sufficient to become a company board director," Herta said. "It was from this moment that the promoted Farnsha and Klapaucius began to jointly control and circulate resources across numerous star systems, creating an unprecedented monopoly."

As Herta's words fell, the scene before Xing returned to the universe, but this time a "golden" river appeared before her.

The river surged upwards, billions of drops of molten gold wildly swirling and converging—each brilliant golden light seemed to churn with countless Credits, and the rare earths and ores of countless planets were forcibly extracted, flowing like a hundred rivers to the greedy river.

No... rather than a river, it was more like a bridle tied around the neck of the entire universe. And the other end of the rope was firmly held in the hands of two old men.

Fleming and Dongfang Qixing.

—

Attack on Titan.

"These two guys...! They're frantically hoarding the wealth of the entire universe, how can we just stand by and do nothing?!"

Eren's fist slammed down on the rough wooden table with a 'thud,' making the oil lamp's flame flicker violently. "These two guys... high and mighty! Do they know that every penny they accumulate might mean someone else is starving in another world, that children can't afford bread! Is this Preservation? I think they just want to preserve their own coffers, don't they?!"

"Eren—shhh!" Armin quickly made a shushing gesture. "The others in the dormitory are resting! What they're doing is indeed too much—"

"Too much?" Jean sneered, leaning lazily against the railing of the upper bunk, his right hand making a swift, clean throat-slitting gesture. "If you ask me, the best way to deal with these guys is physical elimination. Send a highly skilled person over, one slice each, clean and swift, and the world's wealth will naturally flow back to where it belongs."

"Exactly!" Eren immediately agreed. "This is plunder! It's another form of depriving freedom! Someone must stop them!"

"Eren, it's not that simple." Armin raised his voice, trying to pull their attention back to reality. "Not to mention whether your assassination plan can succeed, the company has already formed a system for accumulating wealth; this isn't something that can be destroyed by taking out one or two people. Fleming and Dongfang Qixing, they are less masters and more the most successful'spokespersons' and'symbols' of this system right now."

Armin's attitude softened slightly, and he sighed gently with some helplessness: "Think about it, we cut the nape of a Titan's neck, and the Titan dies. But what if we just poke out its eyes? It might suffer, it might go berserk, but it will quickly grow new eyes! It might even become more dangerous and unpredictable because of the injury!"

"Killing these two people might cause temporary chaos, but the 'Titan' that is the company itself won't fall. New chairmen will climb up from this system and continue the same things."

"I understand... So does the company have a weakness like the 'nape of the neck'? Is the entire universe just going to watch them amass wealth?" Eren's voice carried a hint of unwillingness.

"Currently... no." Armin shook his head regretfully. "And from a certain perspective, the probability of your 'assassination plan' succeeding is also infinitely close to zero, no... it's simply impossible."