The Tritan Alliance was flourishing like never before, according to the statistics of the last few months. Kraft Viton read through the notes of the last few months with a satisfied smile. In the last few months, Kraft Viton finally got so ti off which he could invest into rest and his hobbies. He made so wooden sculptures in his free ti or had done so in the past when he wasn't this busy dealing with the Tritan Alliance's dealings.
"Why did Michael put in charge of the Cosmic Shop was really necessary?" He cursed softly but couldn't hide his satisfied smile. Even if he was a little old for the job, Kraft Viton would gladly do it until he could no more. Kraft Viton would work on his territory and the Tritan Alliance's success until his death day if necessary. He did not have the faintest problem with that. If anything, Kraft Viton was excited to watch the Tritan Alliance and his territory flourish.
"But then again, it will take a while before I die. If this brat continues throwing Ancient Energy Stones in my direction, I might as well live forever," He snorted, yet his smile remained.
Michael ensured that his master would never have to struggle. Of course, he put so pressure on Kraft Viton's shoulders to have his master carry the responsibility of the Tritan Alliance's economy, but Kraft Viton was also the only man who knew what he was doing. The only one Michael knew and trusted at least.
The Barren Wastelands, sotis shortened to the Barren Lands or Wastelands, were no more. After Kraft Viton and the Bartholow Corporation put enough ti and effort into the Agriculture Project, the Wastelands transford into the Verdant Grassland. Kraft Viton and the other Lords of the Verdant Grassland couldn't spot a single empty speck of land. Every inch of it was covered by vibrant grass, which grew rapidly on top of the nutritious soil.
What had once been dead land transford into a beautiful landscape filled with life.
But that was not all the Tritan Alliance achieved. The Verdant Grassland was only the beginning.
Their achievents range from upscaling the economy with original products to expanding their territories by conquering more regions. Only a few years passed since Michael left the Cosmic Shop in charge of Kraft Viton, but many things had changed.
"How is the progress of this cycle's batch?" Kraft Viton asked his secretary when he discovered so missing information in a report on the Awakened Alliance.
"The trainees are young and improve fast. Researchers say the energy level in the Lumina Stellar System increases past the solar system, which elevated the paraters of all Awakened in the Lumina Stellar System by a notch. Our experts say we should adjust the difficulty level in the Lumina Stellar System by a full degree once the term is over." The secretary jumped up from her desk, hinted at a polite bow while speaking, and smiled politely at the old man.
"Did the expert consider the natural difficulty increase we implent after every term when they concluded that the difficulty level in the Lumina Stellar System is too low?" Kraft Viton inquired.
"They did, sir. The experts have a few more things to implent, but they want us to wait until the effect of a higher planetary energy level has been researched thoroughly.
More than a hundred Training Centers had been constructed for all Awakened across the Tritan Alliance's lands. The Training Centers were all equipped with the sa devices and technology and would be upgraded simultaneously as well. Unsurprisingly, the Military Academies, the Great Academies, and the Universities rebelled against the Training Centers as they accepted all Awakened regardless of their age, potential, and ambition. More than a hundred Training Centers had been constructed for all Awakened across the Tritan Alliance's lands. The Training Centers were all equipped with the sa devices and technology and would be upgraded simultaneously as well. Unsurprisingly, the Military Academies, the Great Academies, and the Universities rebelled against the Training Centers as they accepted all Awakened regardless of their age, potential, and ambition. The Training Centers were funded by the Bartholow Corporation and also maintained by their corp to nurture all kinds of talent, not only for Michael to pick the next diamonds in the rough but also to fuel the motivation and ambition of those who were less fortunate than the Descendants and others.
The Training Centers were all centered around the gathering points of mana. The Star Cores of the planets may have awakened and released mana in the surroundings, but there was a definite difference in how much energy so materials absorbed. Furthermore, not every awakened Star Core was the sa. Under normal circumstances, larger planets awakened stronger Star Cores. However, there were also distinctive differences as the energy required to fill and transform larger planets was several tis higher too.
The Training Centers were perfect places, constructed to siphon the surrounding energy to supply the advanced technology and origin devices. More places similar to the Training Centers were constructed, but the Training Centers were the most useful as they also had energy generators. The generators connected to the Star Cores and nourished them slowly. The process was several tis slower than expected, but the number of generators made the difference. It took only a few years to increase the energy density in the atmosphere of so planets by a noticeable amount and it shouldn't take longer than a few decades until the Star Cores would advance to the Secondary Stage. From that point onward, most intelligent life on that planet would manifest a War Rune. To be precise, more than half the population would beco Awakened.
This would not only extend the lifespan of those who would have never manifested a War Rune under normal circumstances, but it would also improve their health.
But even if one was a Normie and missed the opportunity to manifest a War Rune, energy would naturally enter their bodies, strengthening their physiques. They wouldn't fall sick as often as humans did several years ago, and their life expectancy would also increase slowly. The more mana nested in their bodies, the better they would feel.
"Are there any news about the Supre Human Alliance or the Torn Firmant?" Kraft Viton asked the secretary, who sighed deeply.
"There are no news about the SHA. After that idiot of a Hyuman attacked the young Berserker, he died. The Cursed Poison within him worked perfectly and triggered before the Hyuman could inflict any harm to the Berserker. But…you know that already. I apologize, sir. The Supre Human Alliance did not relay a ssage yet. It is almost like the Supre Human Alliance does not care."
Kraft clicked his tongue but gestured to her to continue. The incident with the Hyuman had been terrifying and ridiculous at the sa ti. After holding back for years, the Hyuman attacked a Berserker child out of nowhere. Nobody knew for sure what had happened to rile up the Hyuman, but he attacked…and his head exploded.
The SHA had yet to respond to that, or they may not care given the pressure Michael and other organizations put onto the Supre Human Alliance's borders.
"As for the Torn Firmant. It is currently being repaired. The fissures are deep but stable. We do not know how many years it will take but the researchers estimate a decade or two. However, it might as well take longer or shorter depending on the severity of the case and our breakthroughs." "That's good. The Torn Firmant was great when it held the Supre Human Alliance's powerhouses back, but it's also separating our true powerhouses from the Tritan Alliance. We don't want that, do we?" Kraft Viton chuckled, but he tilted his head and recounted the advantages and disadvantages of the Torn Firmant.
The noble households had been much nicer since the incident with the Blaze Patriarch, and the High Society had been replaced by the Awakened, who were related to Michael. They were his Subordinates but acted individually. Michael was not related to their actions, which everyone was aware of, but his people took charge of the Tritan Alliance's peace and course of actions nonetheless.
That was how the Tritan Alliance ended up further improving their efficiency. After all, they didn't have to lay low and be afraid of powerful organizations anymore. Michael was on their side. A true God, a being ready to rival the oldest beings of the universe, was with them!
"You can do it, Michael!" He mumbled while wondering how Michael and the others were doing.
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