Qin Ye looked on with a smile at the sycophantic smiles and chattering death gods around him, and he was suddenly feeling very amused.

However, no matter how tempting the offers were, they wouldn't be enough to appeal to him. He had always been able to clearly differentiate between his allies and the fence-sitters, and he was only going to split the cake with his allies.

As for everyone else, they could just sit and watch.

After taking a sip of sake, he set down his cup before suddenly turning to a death god beside him. "Death God Yolanda, if I recall correctly, your Star Cluster Federation is also situated in the center of the Pacific Ocean, right?"

Silence.

The political nous of all of the death gods here had been honed over the course of centuries, and right after hearing this, everyone immediately knew what Qin Ye was doing. Several dozen sets of eyes immediately turned toward Yolanda, and the scrutiny was so intense that Yolanda felt as if his soul were about to be set alight.

Yolanda faltered slightly upon hearing this, then almost sprang out of his seat from excitement.

"Yes, that's right!" he replied in as calm a voice as he could muster up. "We are an island chain alliance that is situated right in the center of the Pacific Ocean, and every single one of our islands produces abundant marine produce! We have everything including Atlantic bluefin tuna, all types of shellfish, everything!"

Under normal circumstances, there...