“Boss, what exactly is your keyword?” Lao Mi took back his coat and lining, asking as he put them on.

His eyes were filled with envy, and a flattering smile piled upon his face.

Anyone who could bring back skills from the Alien Star Battlefield was a favored child of heaven. With Du Ge having secured first place, his rise to prominence was inevitable.

He knew Du Ge would participate in four more Alien Star Battlefield events. The future was fraught with risks, but at least for the next four years, his position was unshakeable.

Moreover, Du Ge’s performance on the Alien Star Battlefield was dazzling, securing victory in an overwhelmingly dominant fashion.

As long as he maintained his current momentum and randomly obtained a few more good keywords in the upcoming battles, there was a high probability he could become the second Hua Guyun.

So, cozying up to him early was the right move.

If by chance they ended up together in the next Alien Star Battlefield, maybe he could foster a closer relationship.

On the Alien Star Battlefield, Lao Mi witnessed Du Ge’s ruthlessness.

To end the battle early and secure victory, he truly left only ten warriors standing, not caring whether they were his own allies or not.

“Pillage,” Du Ge said nonchalantly.

“Pillage?” Lao Mi’s voice rose eight octaves. “How could it be pillage?”

“Why can’t it be pillage!” Du Ge chuckled. “Think about it, have I stolen little? I’ve plundered the wealth of an entire world for the next thirty years!”

“Damn…”

Lao Mi was left speechless.

After a long while, he gave Du Ge a thumbs up.

…

On the plane.

Nan Youlong listened to the recounting of Du Ge and Lao Mi’s conversation, dumbfounded as if he had lost his mind.

He couldn’t believe it.

The Alien Star Battlefield was truly over, in less than a day.

He didn’t even know how to evaluate Du Ge!

Before the battle started, he had repeatedly instructed Du Ge to restrain himself, to be steady and cautious, not to be reckless for the sake of glory.

Who would have thought that Du Ge, in just six months, would achieve an unprecedented record, completely ignoring the main storyline as if it were simpler than the Simulation Field.

After all, in the Simulation Field, he had encountered some decent resistance, but on the Alien Star Battlefield, those carefully selected elite warriors were like chickens and dogs when facing Du Ge.

In the end, Nan Youlong concluded that Du Ge’s fighting style was a natural counter to the conservative strategies.

No.

The key wasn’t in Du Ge’s fighting style, but in his mind, in his development and utilization of keywords.

Qi Yuan Star had been enslaved by Pan-Universal Entertainment for two hundred years, using the most primitive distribution system, and its economic system had long since collapsed.

Most people wouldn’t think to pillage using economic means, but Du Ge did, and he even developed a system out of it. Even if he learned it from watching the replays of his predecessors, it had to be admitted, he was a genius.

After all.

Most people, when watching replays, focused more on the predecessors’ understanding and application of keywords, rarely paying special attention to the economic structure on the Alien Star Battlefield.

Qi Yuan Star had found a treasure.

…

“Du Ge, you shouldn’t have let them go back,” Nan Youlong said with a smack of his lips, regretfully. “If you had killed everyone, you could have replicated your strategy in the next Alien Star Battlefield. Now that everyone knows your strategy, they will definitely make targeted arrangements. Trying to do the same thing will be much more dangerous.”

From start to finish, Nan Youlong didn’t mention the Qi Yuan Star warriors killed by Du Ge.

Once on the Alien Star Battlefield, only those who returned victorious were heroes; the dead were nothing, and seeking justice for them was pointless.

“Staff Officer Nan, will I be convicted for this?” Du Ge asked.

“Some might question your actions, but you won’t be accused,” Nan Youlong’s attitude towards Du Ge had improved a lot, and he chuckled, “Those people still know what’s important.”

“I let them go back on purpose,” Du Ge said.

“Why?” both Nan Youlong and Lao Mi asked in unison.

“To disrupt their rhythm,” Du Ge explained. “Staff Officer Nan, do you remember the second Simulation Field I participated in? Did those who imitated me win?

A painted tiger is not a real tiger; those who imitate me can take on much of the pressure for me. I can also pick them out one by one, instead of having to search for them like now.”

“Alright, I can’t see through your combat style, so I won’t comment further.” His own protege had taken first place on the battlefield, so Nan Youlong was in a good mood. He poured a glass of water for Du Ge and pushed it towards him, “But Du Ge, with your disruption, it’s not just the outsiders whose rhythm has been disrupted, our own people’s rhythm has been thrown off too. In the next Alien Star Battlefield, whether it’s newcomers or those who have retired, it seems we’ll need to retrain them.”

Du Ge smiled without a word.

“Du Ge, what do you plan to do in the coming year?” Nan Youlong asked. “Get involved in politics, or continue to watch the replays of your predecessors? Having returned alive from the Alien Star Battlefield, you now have the right to participate in the policy decisions of Qi Yuan Star.”

“Is there a possibility for me to enter the Simulation Field a few more times?” Du Ge asked.

“Yes.”

Nan Youlong agreed very readily.

Du Ge’s unconventional victory on the Alien Star Battlefield made Nan Youlong realize that the style of future battles might change because of this.

As the founder of this combat style, Du Ge was the most qualified to train warriors.

What could be more appropriate than participating in the same Simulation Field as Du Ge for practical experience?

As long as a few students in the same Simulation Field as Du Ge could grasp the essence of his style and be placed on the Alien Star Battlefield, they would be a powerful weapon.

The recordings of Du Ge participating in the Simulation Field could also be distributed as teaching resources, benefiting Qi Yuan Star’s future without any harm.

“Then I’ll join the Simulation Field,” Du Ge said with a smile.

“Good, I’ll help you arrange it,” Nan Youlong said.

“Staff Officer Nan, I also want to join the Simulation Field,” Lao Mi raised his hand and said, “But I don’t want to enter the same one as Du Ge. I want to practice Du Ge’s strategy in the Simulation Field.”

“Okay,” Nan Youlong nodded, looking at the two of them, “What are your mental power values now?”

“I’m at 3,500,” Lao Mi looked back at Du Ge and reported his value first.

“I’m at 60,000,” Du Ge said.

“How much?” Nan Youlong jumped up, his knee sending the table between them flying.

“60,000,” Du Ge, quick to react, caught the flying teacup and then the table, setting it aside, and repeated.

“In six months, you’ve reached 60,000 mental power?” Nan Youlong looked at Du Ge as if he had been dealt a huge blow.

Lao Mi was also stunned, looking at Du Ge enviously, shaking off the water droplets from his leg, and said, “With such high mental power, in the next Alien Star Battlefield, Du Ge can start with Body Possession of a big shot, raising the starting point even higher.”

Du Ge chuckled, recalling the body of his third senior brother, which he had refined to the extreme, and asked, “Staff Officer Nan, the Alien Star Battlefield is a real world, do you know what happens to those worlds after we leave? What happens to the bodies we’ve modified with attributes?”

“I don’t know,” Nan Youlong shook his head. “No one has ever returned to the Alien Star Battlefield they fought on, and Pan-Universal Entertainment doesn’t reveal any follow-up information to us.”

“Oh,” Du Ge sighed inwardly, not pursuing the question further.

He hadn’t expected an answer from Nan Youlong anyway.

This question should actually be asked of Bai Long.

But his qualifications weren’t enough, and it was highly probable that Bai Long wouldn’t answer him either.

“Staff Officer Nan, you might not know yet, but Du Ge also brought back a skill from the Alien Star Battlefield,” Lao Mi looked at Nan Youlong, smiled, and added.

“Hmm,” Nan Youlong, already numb from shock, just nodded.

He looked at the two of them and sighed, “When you two participate in the Simulation Field, it’s best to do as others do, start with Body Possession of some minor characters, and grow step by step. Otherwise, it’s too unfair to others, and it also won’t serve the purpose of training…”

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