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At this moment, the scientists in Sky City were also analyzing the behavior of their counterparts.

The oppressive feeling brought by the giant turtle was simply overwhelming.

Even through a screen, one could still feel an aura of menace from the anomaly, the yellow-brown shell was ancient and solid, like the vast earth, and its thick limbs concealed terrifying power.

This was the first time that the 18 human branches had formally come into contact with an alien civilization from some unknown place, and they had to be extremely cautious.

"Thank goodness Mr. Jin Dongliang was sent... An ordinary civil servant would probably have collapsed under this scare."

"Big brother has survived the ordeal of the Painted Skin; his mental quality is still up to par. This giant turtle is nothing compared to the Painted Skin," another brother from the Jin Family said, stroking his chin. Your next read awaits at My Virtual Library Empire

"But they seem quite aggressive, not too friendly looking."

Lu Yuan remained silent, regretting that he should have entered the fray himself.

But for the moment, it seemed like both sides were still communicating, and he could only wait patiently here.

...

Seemingly perceiving the doubts of Jin Dongliang and the others, the Stone-Carrying Giant Turtle spouted a mighty wind.

[Vast continent, countless civilizations compete for survival, immense cosmos, trillions of beings vie for dominion.]

[Survival of the fittest, that's the rule.]

[The weaker pay the stronger some wealth for peace.]

[In the Eighth Epoch, this rule was widespread. In the Ninth Epoch, it is the same!]

Jin Dongliang understood and bellowed, "What do you want?"

[Three battles, best of three, life and death disregarded!]

[The loser pays a hundred Spirit Essences!]

In the midst of speaking, a Blue-clothed Ratman, grinning broadly, climbed over from a nearby slope.

His eyes were blood red, his large buck teeth exposed, his whole body emitting a red light, holding a sharp dagger.

[Choose your warriors! Limited to cold weapon combat!]

[For the first battle, we will not trouble you too much.]

[This time, the warrior sent is a Level Six expert, Blue Silk Rat, be careful.]

...

The severity of the situation was beyond Lu Yuan's imagination.

He had never thought that the method of interaction in Pangu Continent could be so barbaric.

Meeting for the first time, before even a few words had been spoken, they were about to engage in battle!

Or perhaps, these Ratmen that survived from the previous epoch were fabricating stories? Was the Eighth Epoch really like this?

The rest inside the control room were also filled with doubts, each holding their breath as the pressure suddenly increased.

What kind of survival environment was this?

"Judging by their tone and expressions, it seems to be true," Lu Tiantian, the brightest among them, said, his face turning pale, "Such rules could indeed prevent wars."

The slaughter of civilizations could yield a vast amount of Ideal Energy.

Ideal Energy was the most precious resource; if there was an endless supply of energy, the mere fertilization of the Tree of Life and the Opium poppy could rigidly resolve the problem of resource scarcity.

At the end of the Eighth Epoch, a cataclysmic disaster was approaching, and there were too many warmongering civilizations.

On the other hand, gambling could reduce some losses.

After all, war tends to lead to a pyrrhic victory.

If they could settle the gambling with a draw, there would be nothing better.

"But we can't lose too badly; we at least need to hold out for a while," Lu Tiantian said, "Otherwise, war is still a possibility!"

Lu Yuan also realized this.

The opponents clearly belonged to that category with high reproductionabilities, unafraid of sacrifices.

If they lost too miserably, exposing humans as merely a 'bloated fat man,' the two sides might indeed start a war!

"We only have one Level 6 expert, Jin Dongliang; I need to rush over."

"Might as well bring the Tree of Life and the Conch down with me... We must win this battle."

Lu Yuan slipped out of the room and started rushing through the city, gathering the Tree of Life into his mind.

As if sensing his intentions, the Conch also transferred its soul into a gemstone.

"Good, this is the highest combat power now."

Finally, Lu Yuan let a "Flying Dragon" carry him down.

...

"Damn it, what's the situation... Deliberately sending someone of the same level! Do they think I'm easy to scare?" Jin Dongliang, after initially being dumbfounded, was also somewhat enraged.

After all, he was a Level Six Grandmaster; If he couldn't beat an anomaly, could he not defeat this Ratman?!

However, the appearance of the Level Six Ratman made the human side not dare to underestimate him.@@novelbin@@

These civilizations that fled from the previous epoch really have no honor in martial arts, is it just because they have developed longer that they bully the weak?

And the Level Six might just be the limit of the Extraordinary Spark ability.

Above this, one must develop a "Field", or borrow some more powerful Divine Skills to further enhance the Extraordinary Level.

"Old Jin, you must try to win this battle and also drag it out," Old Cat whispered, "Lu Yuan is already on his way."

"I'll try my best," Jin Dongliang replied with a wry smile.

"After you win, for the second battle, since we have no other warriors, we can concede directly and wait for Lu Yuan to fight the third battle."

Old Cat, with a pair of calm eyes, said, "The blue-clothed guy they sent is probably not their strongest category; be careful."

...

The golden-clothed Ratman on the turtle's back clearly possessed higher intelligence, and a mere Sky City hadn't intimidated him.

Perhaps, at the end of the Eighth Epoch, such a small Sky City was merely insignificant, truly not intimidating enough.

The Ratman was just using this method to test the overall strength of the human side.

If the result of the first battle was that the Ratman was utterly crushed, they might immediately surrender, and there would be no need for further confrontations.