Gu Hang woke up feeling clear-headed and refreshed. A good night’s sleep, coupled with what seemed like an added boost from a special power, had eased the previous sense of fatigue.
But subjectively, his mental state was a bit… muddled.
The robust man shrouded in gentle golden light, wearing a laurel crown in the dream, was obvious without saying.
But the key question was… why?
I’m just a minor governor from a remote cosmos domain, what virtue or ability do I have?
I haven’t done anything extraordinary!
Just saved a few billion people, defeated a Great Demon, and even attracted the attention of one of the Four Gods, the Benevolent Father…
You want to send dreams, to enter dreams?
Isn’t that a bit much, big shot?
Gu Hang really couldn’t determine if this was a good or bad thing.
He even couldn’t be sure if this was real or fake.
Among those four great gods in the subspace, the blue one known as the ‘Cunning Minister,’ who loves to use various schemes and illusions, may well be pretending to be someone else.
No one can say for sure.
But he quickly stopped pondering this matter.
No matter if it’s good or bad, real or fake, anyway, he received a big help from this.
The Benevolent Father’s scrutiny was blocked, and his Divine Realm was also moved or hidden by some mighty power.
Otherwise, a disaster would have been imminent.
Even if the Benevolent Father didn’t cause him trouble personally, just sending a few Great Demons his way would be more than he could bear.
Just this help alone was like saving his life.
Not to mention, after hiding it, he could peacefully assimilate the subspace essence of the Great Unclean One, Ge Wajia, that he had captured.
What else was there to say?
No matter if the dream visitor was the true Emperor or some malevolent being in disguise, Gu Hang couldn’t refuse the other’s gifts.
As for what the future holds, that’s a worry for another day.
After all, in the dream, the other did not say anything.
Recalling the dream, Gu Hang remembered that the Emperor only smiled at him and left three sentences.
“I hope you can bear greater responsibilities in the future.”
“The toy you have reminds me of something.”
In Gu Hang’s feeling, the dream was very long, and it was precisely because of resting so well in that dream that on reflection, he could only remember these three sentences.
But the amount of information in these three sentences couldn’t be overlooked.
The first sentence sounded like a compliment, but Gu Hang could more clearly understand that it meant he had caught the attention of this deity.
The second sentence sounded like encouragement, but could it also imply that he might soon be arranged by this deity in the future?
It is precisely because of these two sentences that Gu Hang was filled with apprehension, unsure whether this attention and future arrangements were good or bad.
But since he had already decided not to think about this issue, he didn’t delve deeper into these two sentences.
What he was interested in was the third sentence.
‘The toy on you’—what does it refer to?
Gu Hang didn’t think he had anything on him that could be considered ‘quite interesting’ by such an entity.
Except for the system that came with him through the crossing.
That the so-called system was visible wasn’t too unbelievable.
The Emperor—assuming for now it indeed was the real Emperor—why would he find that thing ‘somewhat nostalgic’?
Could it be that he has seen it before?
Or even knows exactly what it is?
Gu Hang sat blankly on the bed for a long while before he snapped back to reality.
Too few clues, no point in wild guesses.
Gu Hang touched his face, feeling invigorated.
It was time to focus on his own affairs.
Gu Hang opened his ‘little toy.’
The monthly grant points income had come to over seven thousand. This was the fixed income that Rage Owl Star and Heijian Star in the alliance could provide him for now.
Korolya hadn’t been included in it yet.
Just like when Gu Hang first landed on Rage Owl Star, although in name he was the ruler of Korolya now, he clearly hadn’t achieved real governance. The municipal government of Mingyan City was just starting to listen to him, and due to the war, Gu Hang could barely recognize all the senior officials. He was relying on his identity as the commander of the war zone and Planetary Governor to mobilize manpower and resources.
However, Gu Hang was quite confident about establishing his rule over Korolya.
After the victory of this war, Gu Hang has gained vast prestige in Korolya, in the Tianma Star Sector, and even throughout the entire Star Domain.
Plus, he was far from being the newcomer who had just arrived at Rage Owl Star, penniless apart from his system.
Leveraging existing strength and immense prestige, the process of establishing rule afterward won’t be too difficult.
It shouldn’t be too long before Korolya is recognized by the system and starts providing a fixed grant points income to Gu Hang.
And how many grant points can a few billion people provide each month?
That’s something to look forward to.
Since we’re talking about grant points, we can’t overlook how many grant points Gu Hang currently has in hand.
He glanced at the number, which was one million and thirty thousand.
And before he woke up, the number was only a hundred thousand.
The extra one million two hundred thousand, without a doubt, were the spoils of this victorious war.
In fact, the gains from conventional warfare weren’t much. The main battlefield was fought by the native troops, the Dragonhawk Legion Star Realm Army, currently not counted as part of his forces. Only the Rage Bear Legion, although not an army of the alliance, was considered Gu Hang’s troop.