Chaos Evolution: Only I Was Granted 3 Wishes

"Host." Zero suddenly appeared next to Draco, who was still on his little branch of the deva tree.

"What is it?" Draco asked, his eyes closed.

"You have enough system points to buy the full map of the galaxy; would you like me to get it for you?" She asked.

"Do it." Draco replied.

"Very well." And so, an influx of memories and knowledge rushed to Draco's mind.

"Interesting, interesting." Draco said twice. Who would have thought there was so much to see of the galaxy?

The stations, the organizations, and the sects.

Even the 3 ruling forces, the anti-celestials, the golden order, and the Ghosts.

"There is really too much to see in this galaxy. I'm burning to conquer it." Draco said, making Zero, who was by his side, smile and the many worldly phenomena within his mind to churn in excitement.

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Just as this was happening on the deva tree, Draco's body, which was looking for realms to devour along with Yapa, has caught sense of something.

"A spaceship? Haha, how useful." Draco thought.

The spaceship was moving through a wormhole, yet he was still able to notice it. Although, it was moving at such speed that in a couple seconds, it would leave his senses once and for all.

"Yapa, get ready." Draco said.

"Huh?" And without even being able to understand what was going on, the duo disappeared, only surfacing inside of a large metallic room.

"INTRUDERS! INTRUDERS!" The spaceship started warning its passengers the second the two appeared within it, and this caused Draco to be annoyed.

Unleashing his senses, Draco managed to see the passengers all huddled in the driver's room.

So, with a smile, he teleported over.

"Excuse me." Appearing right next to the group of 5 who were just reacting to the warning that had woken them up from sleep, Draco spoke.

"Who are you?!" Being scared out of their minds to see two individuals appearing out of nowhere, one of the strong individuals here, who was only an Origin Emperor, screamed out of his mind.

"Don't worry about that. I have a couple questions I want to ask." Draco stated, releasing his aura ever so briefly to make the man who got up from his seat sit down again.

"Where are you going?" Draco asked.

"Ugh." The man who couldn't move, however, struggled, groaned, and looked at Draco with fear in his eyes.

"Worry not, I won't kill you… as long as you don't cause me inconveniences." Draco said.

He was quite happy currently, so he didn't feel like killing them. Otherwise, he would have just devoured them and gained their memories.

"We're going to the Star Station." He said.

"Star station, huh?" Draco thought for a bit; he knew exactly where that was.

There were many organizations and sects in the Plektorian Galaxy.

The sects were simply schools of individuals, a cluster of beings who make use of the newly surfacing devourers, yet, they remain neutral to all other forces while benefiting.

Organizations are like Draco's or less unique, a group of beings, or an alliance like the Rose Alliance that held a bit of influence in the galaxy.

The Star station was an interplanetary station of sorts under the jurisdiction of the Star Alliance.

It was like a city in space; although huge, it allowed for technologically advanced planets to travel to and fro while benefiting from many useful things only found there.

Though most technologically advanced planets that can afford to make spaceships like the one Draco was in had at least high-celestials protecting them, there were some rare exceptions.

In conclusion, Draco had found exactly what he wanted: a free taxi that will get him all the way to where he could gain more information that could possibly boost his progress to become a true celestial.

The journey to the station took exactly 3 weeks, and while on their way there, Draco had asked a couple questions, like, Why the group of 5 was going to the station and things like that.

It turns out these guys were part of a mercenary guild and they go from stations to stars and once there, they mine rare resources that they then go to sell and that's how they make a living.

It turns out this world was more sci-fi than he thought, yet the variety of stuff one could do to survive here didn't disappoint Draco.

Unfortunately, he had no use for such a thing, he was already way too powerful to do that and his approach to more power was the perfect one.

Once Draco could sense the station, he and Yapa teleported right inside of it.

Bustling streets, artificial skies, and towering skyscrapers welcomed the duo.

To not be noticed by any advanced radar or something that will cause them an annoyance, Draco used a stealth spell.

"Now what should we do?" He said.

Though he reached here, he didn't have an idea as to what he should do. All he knew was that an opportunity awaited.

Looking around and spreading his senses, Draco managed to pinpoint a pub of sorts. And from his knowledge, those were the best places to gain information and the latest news.

"Yapa, go do something else." Draco said. He was sick of having him around.

"Ah… sure, my lord." The poor monkey who was dragged around beyond his will didn't know how to react when that same person threw him away, so he just agreed and watched as Draco walked slowly towards the pub.

"Now what should I do…?" Yapa looked around completely lost. He looked at himself, then his spatial pouch.

"I'm poor…" He thought.

"Guess it's time to make us some money." He stated before his eyes turned golden for a second.

It was a wonder how this much of a yapper turned so silent, but I guess the Draco effect was real.

Yapa used his knowledge and a little bit of analysis to locate the best way to make money, and his eyes lit up.

"Time to get rich."

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