?Soon after a few hours, all those invited to the assembly arrive.
A puppet came into their room, inviting them to the conference room.
Under the guidance of the puppet, Maximus and his sons quickly arrive at the conference room.
Suddenly, an unprecedented pressure falls onto Maximus, causing him to frown.
Fully activating his domain, he tried to resist the pressure as he looked around.
Hundreds of apex sovereigns from different guilds and organizations look at him with interest.
The most famous Etherium Gold Chamber of Commerce was the most powerful economically.
Origin Arcana Institute, the breeding ground of almost all apex sovereigns in the world.
Etherium Embassy, the continental government of all mortal beings.
Lorekeeper Guild, the holder of all knowledge and history.
Chaotic Marine Guild, the holder of most seagoing ships, moving like a continent across the chaotic sea.
Colossal Gladiators, an organization of battle maniacs who own and run almost all the battle arenas in the world.
Quantum Transit Consortium, the biggest hand that holds all teleportation arrays in the world.
Pantheon Inventors, the largest craftsman organization in the world, producing everything from the simplest daily items to the most complicated alchemical and mechanical items.
Gastronomic Federation, which owns the widest land and supplies almost all the food in the world.
Looking at all the super guilds and organizations before him, he couldn’t help but pause a little.
Looking at his sons in the back, almost crushed by pressure.
He flared his domain up a notch and dispersed the pressure around the room.
“Please to meet you all, I’m Maximus Shadowcrest,” Maximus introduced.
At Maximus’s introduction, the silence in the room continued, but the pressure was no longer present.
Besides the apex sovereigns in the room, there is also a bunch of tier 8 and tier 7, who mostly manage to come to experience.
Maximus even sees Denice, who disappeared decades ago.
It seemed that she had come to the abyss earlier, so he didn’t see her.
Looking at Maximus, Denice was a little shocked.
Decades ago, a problem suddenly cropped up within the guild, requiring her to go into the abyss.
Because of the rush, she didn’t have the time to say goodbye to Maximus.
Looking at the man who dared to dirty her, Denice was embarrassed and joyful for a while.
However, looking at the solemn room, she held herself.
“Alright, sit down. Let’s begin the discussion,” Rakasha says, breaking the silence.
Maximus nodded and took his embarrassed sons to sit.
“Now that you are all here, let’s talk about the currency that Maximus Shadowcrest introduced.”
“Most people here found such a change disturbing and almost causing chaos.”
“Now, can you tell me why that is so?” Raksha started.
“Your Excellency, what this ignoble existence just did is set a precedence for chaos, like setting fire in the forest.”
“In the future, if left untouched, such a currency that others can arbitrarily control would lead to serious problems,” George, a tier 9 apex sovereign and one of the leaders of the Unity Bank Alliance stated.
Although it is not up to par with the likes of the Etherium Gold Chamber of Commerce, it’s still one of the top organizations.
“Do you have anything to say?” Rakasha looks at Maximus.
“Your Excellency, we should immediately terminate such an existence.”
“Bringing instability to our already precarious situation is presumptuous,” George continued, not waiting for Maximus to answer.
However, Rakasha ignored it and looked at Maximus.
“Your Excellency, I’d say this gentleman is talking nonsense.”
“Starting a fire in a forest?”
“What I did was adding a fire of hope, a light of change to help us in our fight in the abyss,” Maximus sharply answers.
However, George seemed not to accept his answer and tried using his strength to put pressure on him.
Unfortunately for him, such pressure is useless.
It even tempered Maximus’s domain a little, making it stronger and more solid.
“Oh, adding a fire of hope? What do you mean?” Trinx, from the Holy Elephant Tribe, one of the leaders of the Gastronomic Federation, asks with interest.
Truthfully, top organizations like them held no interest in such a pointless assembly.
However, Rakasha still needed to be given face, so they took time to come.
Trinx looked at the brat who appeared to have something to say, wanting to know his thoughts.
“Before answering this question, I would like to ask, what is our goal in staying here in the abyss?” Maximus asks in return.
“To slow down and to protect the Etherium Realm from invasion,” a tier 8 powerhouse answered confidently without waiting for others to speak.
“Do you agree with what he said?” Maximus asks as he looked around.
Seeing none of them spoke in opposition, he continued.
“Preventing?”
“Protecting?”
“Is that all?”
His words seemed to strike a chord as they froze a little.
“What do you mean?” One of them asked in confusion.
“Did anyone think about expelling or even conquering?”
“Just the first battle and we already lost.”
“With such a passive goal, how can we have the passion to fight?” Maximus said with a mocking smile.
Hearing the words, they couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
However, reality is reality, not just something some words can change.
Sneering at Maximus, their aura flared up and looked at him intently.
“Heh, so what about expelling and conquering?”
“If we had that kind of strength, we would have done so long ago.”
“That’s right, such a ridiculous idea. Do you know how much sacrifice we need to reach here?”
“Billions upon billions get buried here every epoch, do we not even think about fighting back?”
“How have we tried, but it led to more lives being lost.”
“So many lives were lost, and you tell us such a thing as if we are weak-willed individuals who have been cowering in a little corner?”
“Brat, you better return to where you came from and be down to earth.”
The crowd looked at Maximus as if wanting to eat him.
What a joke!
Expelling?
Conquering?
Hearing such a grand idea seems fresh.
However, such elementary tricks and ideas were ridiculous.
“Why not?”
“The sacrifice is indeed big, but so what?”
“Do we just give up like that?”
“Do we just leave it at that?”
“Are you satisfied with the result?”
Each of his questions seems to stab them with a knife as they grit their teeth, looking at him.
Is this hairless brat who has lived less than a thousand years qualified to point at them?
“What do you know?”
“You’ve only been here for less than a hundred years; how dare you speak such big words?”
“Heh, this time was enough…”
“Enough for what?”
“Enough to be promoted to Executioner, the highest status after killing an abyss monster.” Ths chapter is updated by Nov(l)ꜰre .t
“Enough to set up an outpost that could sail in the purgatory or even the source layer.”
“Enough to set up thousands of little shelters for our compatriots to thrive.”
“Enough to set up a storm that gives me the right to stand here.”
The indignant crowd immediately shuts up upon hearing the list of what Maximus did.
Less than a hundred years to accomplish all of that?
Maximus is indeed permitted to speak such words.
In the thousands or millions of years they have been here, they didn’t even achieve half of what Maximus did.
Speaking of this, this brat is indeed amazing, being able to do all this in such a short span of time.
Of course, Maximus could only do it because of the system and, more importantly, the source of abyss materials in the myriad world mall.
Otherwise, establishing an outpost, setting up shelters, becoming famous enough to be here—Maximus can only dream about it.
“Alright, you’ve already said enough,” Trinx says, breaking the silence.
Until now, people from top guilds and organizations didn’t speak.
Only those second and third rates dared to argue with Maximus.
For them, Maximus was merely a rising star who hadn’t grown yet—like an elementary student showing off in a sports event in front of middle school students.
Although it’s indeed amazing, for them who have already seen much of the world, it was nothing.
Even Denice, who was with the Lorekeeper Guild, had the time to blink and flirt with Maximus from afar.
Although it is said that the strength of the Lorekeeper Guild is in the hundreds or even in the thousandth place compared to others, it was only when it came to strength.
The members of this guild were a bunch of nerds who didn’t like to fight.
If they had time, it’s better to dissect more monsters or tinker with more inventions.
Still, being a top guild standing shoulder to shoulder with the giants, they had what it takes.
“You’ve said this and that, but you still haven’t said what you mean by adding a hope of fire.”
“What about expelling or conquering?”
“According to your tone, you seem to have a plan?”
“It seems that the currency we are discussing has something to do with it?” Trinx asked one by one, seeing the crowd’s silence.