As various major civilizations were about to erupt into war over the distribution of wealth, Turtle Civilization, Lu Shu Civilization, and several other highly influential ancient alien civilizations finally stepped forward to uphold justice. First, relying on their superior combat power, they gathered most of the remaining wealth, then formulated a reasonable credit calculation formula. "Our Turtle Civilization does not have a great need for wealth, so I boldly propose a suggestion: the more military merits one has, the more wealth one should be allocated." "After the war, distribution will be based on merits." "If internal strife and fighting continue, this war will not end even in ten years, and most of the spoils will be blown up." This merit calculation formula is extremely complex, assigning corresponding weights to enemy kill count, time spent killing enemies, deployed troops, etc. Civilizations that stood up to kill enemies from the outset are sure to have larger merits. And those civilizations that suffered heavy casualties because of the war are given a bit of support—not much, but enough to help a civilization rise again. But those civilizations that did not participate initially but want to scavenge in the later stages should not dream of sharing the spoils! "This is the glory of the victors! Not the glory of the thieves!" Read full story at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽 The suggestion was quickly endorsed by all civilizations, as nearly four years of war had left many exhausted. Ending internal strife quickly to enjoy post-war benefits was the priority. After some discussion, the alien civilizations decided that this batch of spoils should not be entirely divided. 70% should be distributed according to merit, and the remaining 30% kept under the joint supervision of ancient aliens and all civilizations—because this part of wealth is needed to maintain the upcoming new political system, the Buzhou Alliance! Yes, the establishment of a new alliance was inevitable. Having experienced the baptism of war and undergone tests of life and death, some camaraderie among civilizations was forged. Hostility among the populace was reduced, providing a common basis for cooperation. "Greetings, everyone." Turtle Civilization’s Gui Wu took the stage to speak before a crowd that was thick and dark. "With reverence and fear, I stand here." "First, let us have a three-minute silence for the warriors who shed blood and gave their lives in battle." Three years of high-intensity war dragged on, with nearly thirty thousand civilizations involved and deaths possibly exceeding five billion! The number of casualties was tragic. Many weak clans were almost completely wiped out, leaving only a handful of survivors. Even humans, March Civilization, and Chi Civilization, which are Fourth-level Civilizations, suffered significant losses in the war. Numerous representatives at the meeting bowed their heads in silent tribute. Three minutes later, this Old Turtle Man continued: "This was a war for all peoples, but complete victory was achieved today! We eradicated all enemies and preserved the peace and stability of Pangu Continent. This is the glory of all of us." Applause resounded loudly from the audience; this was not an empty boast; it was truly the case. Many soldier representatives felt genuine pride from the depths of their hearts. "However, this victory still harbors hidden dangers." "First, the Void Race has fled. They are adept in space ability, and most of their people and affiliated civilizations withdrew during the war from the Ruins of Buzhou." "No one knows where they actually went." "Our single civilizations, if we encounter the Void Race, are no match at all. Once encountered, they’ll be slaughtered to extinction." These words sent a shiver down everyone’s spine—the Void Race, as an ancient great clan. Although the Innate Myth was slain by Lu Yuan, their remaining people still cannot be underestimated. Now seeds of hatred have been sown, and no one knows which corner these guys hid in. "Besides, we must consider an even more distant future, which is the Epoch Disaster." "We have to admit, in the face of the nearly unsolvable Epoch Disaster, this current war is but a small ripple in the long river of history." "If the Epoch Disaster is likened to the sea, our current strength is merely a small sand wall built with sand on the beach. As soon as the sea exerts force, it will be destroyed." "If it weren’t for Lord Ancient Worm and the emergence of the Original Myth, a powerful Innate Mythical level practitioner could make Fourth-level Civilizations have headaches. Please, recognize your own strength." Fourth-level Civilizations, at full firepower, frenzied projection of hydrogen bombs, could possibly kill an Innate Myth. But they aren’t fools; why would they confront hydrogen bombs head-on? With sneaky attacks now and then, they could easily collapse Fourth-level Civilizations. Only Fifth-level Civilizations can effortlessly fend off top-tier practitioners’ sneaky attacks. Gui Wu took a deep breath and loudly declared, "Fortunately, we still have time." "Those Infinite Qi Practitioners were successfully slain; the lifetime of the Epoch was shortened by little. But, regardless of anything, we must hurry up..." "Let us unite, complement each other’s merits, and have our civilizations’ interests deeply connected and fate tightly intertwined!" The Infinite Qi Practitioner still alive is only the Headless Giant [Xing]. His mental state was not good, so he returned to the Weaver’s Nest for self-sealing, saying himself, "I am useless; wake me in the future if needed!" For this guy, many civilizations remained grateful. Many wanted to research the side effects of "Infinite Qi," but were strongly stopped by alien people. Finally, the Old Turtle Man loudly announced, "I declare that the Buzhou Alliance is officially established!"