DONG—DONG—DONG!
The golden morning opening bell of the Central Milky-Way Exchange Ring chimed across three thousand interconnected star-sectors.
Millions of flying shuttles, sect barges, and armored bullion transports streamed through the artificial nebula of Galactic Wall Street, converging on the central financial plaza where the Seven Supreme Usury Vaults had ruled unchallenged for fifty millennia.
Only this morning, nobody was looking at the seven obsidian pyramids.
Every pair of eyes in the central plaza was tilted upward toward the 999-story skyscraper standing directly opposite Vault #1.
Overnight, Master Lu Jian (Goodness: 92/100) and his five hundred star-forge array engineers had wrapped the entire exterior of the former Supreme Bullion Tower in shimmering golden renovation curtains.
Up on the 999th-floor penthouse balcony of the tower, Lin Mo stood in the morning breeze with a warm porcelain cup of soybean milk from Grandma Chen’s kitchen in his hand.
Beside him stood Su Wan (Goodness: 95/100) in a sharp silver-white business suit, accompanied by Shen Qiaoqiao (Goodness: 91/100), Bai Xiaoxiao (Goodness: 93/100), Chu Lingxiao (Goodness: 97/100), and Tie Niu (Goodness: 93/100).
