Chaos Evolution: Only I Was Granted 3 Wishes

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Surprisingly, there was an old-looking pub even in such a futuristic station. Draco cancelled the stealth spell on himself and entered confidently. Then, after gaining a few glances from the customers there, he moved to find a seat.

"So, as I told you, the ghosts are moving again, man. I don't even know if I can find peace outside of this station anymore." Rando 1, spoke.

While the randos continued talking, a waiter came close to Draco.

"What would you like to get, dear customer."

"Coffee, please." Draco ordered.

"Very well." And so the waiter went to bring Draco's order while the latter spread his senses to pick any and all news.

'The Ghosts, huh?' He thought.

"Don't worry, man, the golden order got our back. If they so much as act like they own the world, they will show them who's boss." Rando 2 replied from the other side of the pub.

"Right? Hahahahaha." And everybody started laughing.

"Speaking of the golden order. Did you see the latest bounties? It seems like crazy guy Gambino went at it again. He's at a whopping 25 trillion now."

"For real? Damn man, he's a crazy guy for a reason, huh?"

"I tell you."

"But did you guys see that new 'Unknown Engima' guy? He's barely a lesser celestial and he got a 3 trillion bounty. I've never even heard of him before." Someone said.

"Yeah, I heard he managed to take care of 9 high celestials by himself. And it's that chief who gave him his bounty."

"For real?"

"I tell you.

"No wonder he gets 9 trillion; imagine if he becomes a high celestial, or a true celestial, will he be able to beat up the greater guys?"

"Maybe, maybe not. The difference between a lesser and a high isn't the same as a true and a greater."

"I tell you.

"It doesn't matter. Though he might have taken care of those overly ambitious Rose Alliance guys, he's still a lesser. Someday he will disappear without a word."

"I tell you."

'Unknown Enigma? Well isn't that quite the fancy name.' Draco didn't think he will hear something about himself.

"Damn man. So many things go on at once. It's hard to keep up."

"Aye, I'm busy with the mercenary missions all century long, it's hard to find some fancy time like this to laze around, Haha."

"Speaking of work, although this isn't unrelated, but I think I heard somewhere that they located a treasure realm."

"A treasure Realm?!" Nobody could remain silent any longer after hearing this piece of news.

"Damn, the galaxy won't be as easy going anymore."

"These days will be hectic."

"I tell you."

"Where is it? Tell us more, man." Someone said.

"Well…" The guy didn't speak.

"A couple drinks for that gentleman over there." Another rando shouted.

No, it wasn't Draco, he was just thinking of devouring the guy later, but seems like he might not need to.

"Thank you, thank you. Well, you see, it was a rift close to the Daganaris."

"The daganaris? Those true celestial bunch?"

"Yeah, and you know what's worse? It's a true celestial-level treasure realm.

"Ah, no hope then. There will be at least 10 true celestials there."

"But hey, we can at least try our chances."

"Aye, I don't want to disappear like the random mob I am."

"I tell you."

And so Draco got up, not finding anything useful. The treasure realm has picked his fancy, and he was sure as hell planning on going to find it. But for now, he will try to rest easy for a couple of days.

After leaving the pub, Draco tried to look for somewhere to let 'loose'.

He noticed a restaurant and after locating a beauty, he smiled.

The next few days… were another project to form Elfina V2.

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The Daganaris were an alliance, a top-tier alliance of 20-something true celestials.

They were a bunch of famous lads who had caused many heroic deeds. Loved by many and supported by even more, they took a large solar system as their headquarters and it was a famous galactic attraction for whoever wanted to spend some quality time.

Their reputation was massive, and they were indeed strong, but in the grand scheme of things, their influence couldn't really guarantee total control.

Like in this case, where a treasure realm had appeared in their very solar system, they couldn't just force everybody to shut up and keep everything for themselves.

In fact, they were pressurized by many stronger factions, organizations, alliances, and sects. These sects wanted nothing more than their weaker members to be granted entry to the realm.

Thus, to gain more reputation points and be liked more by everybody, although that didn't mean much in such a power-ruled world, they allowed anybody and everyone of the demi-celestial realm to the true celestial tier, which was the restriction imposed by the treasure realm to enter.

This idea was absolutely loved by everybody, but there was a trick.

The inside of a treasure ream was known by all to follow the law of the jungle, thus, whatever happened inside couldn't be taken outside, and this was agreed upon even by the higher factions. But did it stop them from taking their grudges and seek revenge?

Not really.

All of this, did not matter to Draco. It had been more than a month since he heard of the news, and while his countless subordinates were working to bring him more planets inside of the great realm of Hestia, he lazed around and came to the Daganaris solar system to enjoy some more time with Yapa, who had managed to bag close to a trillion golden coins.

If it wasn't obvious to this point, the golden order had completely dominated the economy of the Plektorian galaxy.

The treasure realms generally took quite a while to open, and by now, only a couple hours were left before entry was granted to the countless celestials waiting outside, and Draco…

Was more than looking forward to it.

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