"If we get first place, our Cangming Star Hall will be able to reach new heights in the next three years..."
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Doom-suppressing Star Palace.
The Doom-suppressing Star Lord, wearing a green robe, was looking sternly at the several elders below, "Remember, aim to keep the third place, vie for the second if possible, but don't over-accumulate points."
"My lord, I don't quite understand. With the strength we have been accumulating over the years, why not unleash it all at once? If we did, we could definitely take second place, and perhaps even have a shot at first.
The difference in annual allocations from the Star-picking Tower between first and third place is a full ten percent.
That ten percent could feed millions more of our citizens.
Feeding millions more, how many more supplies could we gather?
And birth countless geniuses..."
"Enough!"
The huge Barbarian Clan's Fifth Elder, Shou Shan, was abruptly interrupted by the Doom-suppressing Star Lord.
This brain...
