"You're telling me your Fortress was just recently established on a remote planet, and yet you're handing out a million Advanced Mana Crystals as a welcome gift?"
Clinton was an old veteran of the universe, having seen countless great forces across the cosmos.
But none had ever been as extravagant as Velen.
A million Advanced Mana Crystals—
Even he had never seen so many before!
This felt too good to be true, and instead of excitement, Clinton felt uneasy.
After all, Velen's generosity was too overwhelming—it just didn't feel realistic.
Could this guy actually be scheming against his body?
He had heard about many twisted organizations that liked to refine powerful Awakeners into mummies, or worse, harvest their organs for transplantation—horrific acts beyond imagination.
And now, Velen had offered him such massive benefits right from the start…
It was too suspicious!
