“You can think of the alien race as books scattered all over the world.” Clarence swirled the red wine in his glass. “The common books are copied and circulated by people, and although the number increases, their value decreases. As for rare and precious books, the owners not only do not easily show them to others, but also try to collect or destroy copies that have been scattered around, so as to ensure that their collections become more and more valuable.”

"I've heard people mention that there's a place called the 'Special Ability Vault' in Muxi City, and I've also learned about the types of aliens there. Forgive my bluntness, but the aliens that the kingdom possesses are just the most common and least useful samples. You may not know that the most powerful aliens in the Elder Council each possess the power to destroy the world."

Clarence took a sip of red wine and continued with great enthusiasm, "King of Muxi, I don't know how you extracted the alien powers and created the successors. But you have the technology to create an army of aliens, while I have samples of powerful aliens. If we cooperate, we can create an invincible legion in less than two years, sweeping away all forces on the continent and restoring the glory of the Taro Empire!"

Todd looked at the elder who was immersed in a bright future and asked, "The glory of the empire?"

“That’s right, the glory of ancient Taro! You will be the king of Western Taro, and I will be the leader of Eastern Taro. We can join forces to send all heretics into an endless purgatory and nip any threat to the empire in the bud!”

Todd's expression was unreadable: "If I join the partnership, what exactly are your plans?"

Clarence stood up excitedly and grabbed Todd's shoulders: "I have a grand plan! If you're willing to help me, I'll prove my worth to you and show you that I'm not just a big talker!"

"First, we need to screen them. All mutant species will be investigated and classified and sealed according to the type and purpose of their abilities. I'm not quite sure how you extract these abilities—muscle? Blood? Or bone marrow? It doesn't matter; we can raise the rare mutant species to ensure they produce enough raw materials for building an army..."

"What if there's resistance from other species?"

Todd's interruption displeased the eloquent Clarence, who said in a deep voice, "Brainwashing with drugs, threatening with family, we can also use surgery or superpowers to make the rebels lose their ability to think. Anyway, we only need their superpowers. Self-will is nothing but a useless burden for rule."

Clarence organized his thoughts and continued explaining his "plan": "Next is the formation of the mutant army. After obtaining sufficient mutant raw materials, we need to find a safe and reliable place as the base for the cultivation and training of successors. Regarding the cultivation of the army, the Elders' Council has made many attempts, but the results have not been very good. For example, some powerful female mutants can only pass on their abilities through parent-child inheritance. Forcible conception can indeed produce suitable warriors, but the cycle takes about a year, which is far too long..."

"Enough!"

The sudden roar startled Clarence and Sabrina.

Blood rushed to the king's face, veins bulged like earthworms, and his hands trembled slightly with rage.

"We're both of different species! And you treat your fellow human beings like livestock, torturing them?!"

The unexpected accusation left Clarence frozen in place for a full two seconds, after which his body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.

It started with a soft chuckle, then a loud laugh, and finally, a maniacal laugh.

The man seemed to have seen the most ridiculous thing in the world, laughing so hard he almost slipped and fell to the ground several times.

After a long while, Clarence wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a laugh, "Haha... It's been so long since I've laughed so heartily. This feeling is truly long-lost. Todd, you've completely shattered my assumptions. I originally thought you would be a schemer and a hypocrite, but your innocence and compassion have truly opened my eyes... Now I have three things I'm very curious about. First, without harming the alien race, what method did you use to replicate abilities and create successors? Second, as a farmer's child, without any background or the skills of a ruler, how did you become the ruler of a country and manage the people? Third..."

Clarence suddenly stopped speaking, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared, replaced by solemnity and sadness.

Sabrina noticed the oddness in his expression and leaned closer to ask, "What's wrong?"

"Ivan is dead."

The girl frowned: "That's impossible!"

“But he is indeed dead. The seventh in line to the Legion died in a place like this.” Clarence rubbed his forehead.

Sabrina lifted her skirt, jumped off the chair, looked at Clarence and said with a smile, "This is good, I've been so bored these past few days, this is a good opportunity to have some fun."

The latter smiled wryly and advised, "Remember, don't go too far."

Watching the girl leave the house, Clarence turned his gaze back to Todd, who was still furious: "King of Muxi, I suggest you seriously consider my proposal. I have no idea what Sabrina will do to your people, nor do I dare to guess. Although she is the third in line to the Legion, her powers have instilled fear in all the elders. Some in the Legion call her the 'Immortal Queen'."

Todd gave Clarence a cold look: "If I said I was willing to cooperate now, would you believe me?!"

“That’s true.” Clarence laughed. “I certainly won’t believe it, but I have a way to make you keep your promise.”

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