Galaxy Forum.
A screenshot had just been posted by someone.
In less than ten seconds, the entire post exploded!
[Global Combat Power Leaderboard]
[First Place: Leo]
[Combat Power: 114,400]
[Second Place: Kevin]
[Combat Power: 9,527]
[Third Place: Lein Shaw]
…
“Holy shit!”
“Everyone, look!”
“Leo’s combat power has reached 110,000!”
“110,000?!”
“How long has the server even been open?”
“I just managed to scrape together 400 combat power, and he’s already at 110,000?”
“That has to be fake!”
“Can the leaderboard even be fake?”
The replies underneath increased rapidly.
“It must be because his hero leveled up, right?”
“Who knows?!”
“I remember when he first appeared on the leaderboard, he already had over 80,000 combat power.”
“And now he’s already at 110,000!”
“Who has Leo added as a friend?”
“Can you get him to come out and share some gameplay experience?!”
“I can’t even beat the wild monsters at a Tier 2 neutral resource point, damn it!”
“+1!”
“+1!”
“I’ve got it even worse. I lost over twenty troops fighting a Tier 1 resource point!”
“Begging the great Leo for a guide!”
“Forget the guide. If you have this many resources and still can’t get first place, what’s the difference between you and the pigs in our village?!”
A single post had rushed to the forum’s front page within just a few minutes.
110,000 combat power!
To the vast majority of players right now, it was completely incomprehensible.
…
High Sea.
The family villa.
“110,000?”
Donny stared at the leaderboard.
His expression grew increasingly ugly.
He had already poured millions into Galaxy.
Buying gold coins.
Buying resources.
Buying high-quality blueprints.
His combat power was indeed rising rapidly.
But compared to first place, the gap was actually getting wider and wider!
“Butler!”
“Young Master.”
The middle-aged man nearby immediately walked over.
Donny tossed his terminal onto the table.
“Go post an advertisement for me on DISS Recruitment!”
“Recruit people with high salaries!”
“Professional gamers.”
“Gaming studios.”
“People who have worked on large-scale strategy games.”
“As long as they have the skills, recruit them all for me!”
The butler hesitated for a moment.
“What about the compensation and benefits?”
Donny waved his hand dismissively.
“Make it generous!”
“Eight insurances and two funds!”
“If I’m happy with their performance, double their salary!”
“Bonuses will be calculated separately!”
“What I want aren’t casual players.”
“I want people who truly understand games!”
He looked back at the forum.
People were already starting to discuss the new feature that would open tomorrow.
Guilds!
The first day of Galaxy was coming to an end.
The Guild System was officially unlocked!
By then, players who joined the same guild could gradually move their territories into the same region through a special migration feature.
One player being strong?
That meant nothing.
What about ten?
What about a hundred?
Donny’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.
The one thing he lacked the least was money!
“Leo.”
“You’re number one right now.”
“That might not be the case tomorrow.”
No matter how strong an individual lord was, could they really compare to a large-scale guild?
Once he gathered a large number of professional players together—
Sharing resources.
Sharing military forces.
Sharing intelligence.
Developing the entire guild together!
The corners of Donny’s mouth slowly curled upward.
“Galaxy has only just begun.”
“First place.”
“Sooner or later, it will be mine!”
…
Boom!
Rumble!
On the other side of the wasteland, it was a completely different scene.
The sound of explosions almost never stopped.
A shrapnel missile burrowed into a group of murlocs.
Boom!
A massive amount of metal fragments instantly exploded in every direction.
More than a dozen murlocs at the front were torn to pieces on the spot.
Severed limbs flew through the air, and blood splattered everywhere.
Another missile locked onto a large murloc in the rear.
Its tail flame erupted!
Boom!
Its thick scales were blasted open.
Half of its body was reduced to a bloody mess.
Leo stood at the back of the formation, looking quite satisfied.
Tier 3 troops.
They were truly Tier 3 troops!
The missile launcher could switch ammunition depending on the target.
Against groups of enemies—
Shrapnel shells.
Against large units—
Armor-piercing shells!
In the past, when they encountered thick-skinned monsters like these, the Steel Legion could only continuously concentrate fire with lasguns.
Now?
A single armor-piercing shell was enough.
And if that didn’t solve the problem, another one would follow.
They didn’t give the enemy any chance to charge into their formation!
“Continue!”
Swish!
Swish!
The missiles soared through the air once more.
Explosions swept across the mining area.
The remaining murlocs completely broke down.
Some turned and fled.
Others dove straight into the puddles.
The Steel Legion pressed forward, with lasguns continuously picking off targets with precise shots.
A few minutes later, the mining area fell completely silent.
Nothing remained on the ground except a field of murloc corpses.
[All Tier 2 Gold Mine guards have been eliminated!]
[Do you wish to occupy it?]
“Occupy.”
[The Tier 2 Gold Mine now belongs to you!]
Leo glanced at it.
[Base Yield: 3 Gold Coins per hour]
Average players might be quite satisfied with this.
But Leo already looked down on it somewhat.
A Tier 4 Gold Mine produced thirty gold coins per hour.
With Imperial Miners, that became 450 gold per hour!
The Tier 2 mine in front of him, even with the fifteenfold multiplier, only produced forty-five gold per hour.
“Take it for now.”
Even a mosquito’s leg was meat, no matter how small.
Besides, when there were enough of them, they would still add up to a huge amount of money.
Beep!
The communicator suddenly connected.
Yarrick’s aged voice came through.
“Commander!”
“I am Yarrick!”
Leo immediately looked up.
“Speak.”
“A Tier 3 Iron Mine has been discovered in the west.”
“The battle is already over.”
“All guards have been eliminated.”
“Please decide how to handle it.”
Leo’s eyes lit up.
Tier 3!
It was finally here!
“Occupy!”
As his voice fell, a piercing global announcement suddenly resounded across the sky!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
[Global Announcement!]
[Congratulations to Lord Leo of North America for being the first globally to capture a Tier 3 neutral resource point!]
[Obtained Global First Capture Reward!]
[Gold Coins: 7,500!]
[Iron Ore: 7,500!]
[Lumber: 2,500!]
[Food: 7,500!]
[Mercury: 250!]
[Crystals: 250!]
[Sulfur: 250!]
[Gems: 250!]
The announcement wasn’t over yet.
[Congratulations to Lord Leo for completing Northern America’s first Tier 3 resource point occupation!]
[Obtained North America Reward!]
[Gold Coins: 1,500!]
[Iron Ore: 1,500!]
[Lumber: 500!]
[Food: 1,500!]
[Mercury: 50!]
[Crystals: 50!]
[Sulfur: 50!]
[Gems: 50!]
Yet another massive batch of resources was credited!
Leo laughed.
He had already claimed the first-capture reward for a Tier 4 resource point.
Now he hadn’t let the Tier 3 one slip away either!
[Additionally Obtained: C-Rank Resource Building Scroll × 1!]
Hm?
Leo immediately opened it.
[C-Rank Oil Well Extraction Platform!]
The next second, familiar golden light covered the blueprint.
A large number of industrial pipelines began twisting and changing.
The original ordinary oil well design quickly disappeared.
A black metal tower occupied the entire blueprint.
A crimson cog emblem appeared on its surface.
[Transformation Complete!]
[C-Rank Promethium Extractor!]
Leo’s eyes instantly widened.
“Holy shit!”
Promethium!
One of the most common and most important fuels of the Warhammer Imperium!
Vehicles.
Power-generation equipment.
Industrial facilities.
Even a large number of weapon systems could not function without it!
He was already beginning to unlock the Chimera.
After that would come the Sentinel, Hellhound Tank, and Leman Russ!
The larger his army became, the more fuel it would consume.
Originally, Leo had still been thinking about how he would solve the fuel problem once his mechanized forces were deployed.
Now the answer had practically been delivered right to his doorstep!
The Promethium Extractor!
Next, he only needed to find a suitable resource-processing building and transform it into a Promethium Refinery.
Extraction.
Refining.
Storage.
The entire fuel system would form a complete closed loop!
“Good stuff!”
Leo stared at the blueprint.
Suddenly, the Tier 3 Iron Mine didn’t seem quite as impressive anymore.
Just at this moment—
High Sea.
The family villa.
Rapid footsteps came from outside.
The butler practically jogged into the living room.
“Young Master!”
“Young Master!”
Donny frowned.
“What is it now?”
The butler caught his breath, his expression rather ugly.
“Just now, the players we arranged to enter the game sent back word.”
“The Tier 3 resource point…”
“The global first capture is gone too!”
Donny’s expression froze.
“Who?”
The butler swallowed.
“It’s still Leo.”
The living room fell silent.
A few seconds later, Donny suddenly stood up.
“I can’t take it anymore!!”
“Why is it him again?!”