My Talent's Name Is Generator-Chapter 873: Towards The Power Seat

I listened to everything he said without interrupting. When he finished, I remained quiet for a few seconds, thinking through the implications.

"Alright," I said finally, looking at him. "Let’s go through this one by one."

Primus gave a small nod, waiting.

"First, about creating cities specifically for the people of Vaythos... I don’t want that," I said.

He frowned slightly, clearly not expecting that answer.

"I don’t want divisions based on origin," I continued. "If we start separating people into ’this world’ and ’that world,’ it will create problems later. I don’t want Abor to turn into a place where identity matters more than capability."

He folded his arms slightly.

"Then what do you suggest instead?" he asked.

"I think we should build something more structured," I replied. "Not cities for specific people, but a system that naturally brings the right people together."

He remained silent, listening.

"We create something like an academy," I continued. "The Order of Absolute Academy. It won’t be for beginners. Only Masters, Grandmasters, and Transcendents."

That got his attention.

"We build a city around it," I added, "but the city exists because of the academy. Everyone there is either training, teaching, or preparing for missions. No unnecessary population."

Primus nodded slowly, his expression shifting as the idea took shape.

"And how do people enter this academy?" he asked.

"We don’t open it to everyone," I said. "We select. People who prove themselves on Vaythos, Peanu, Sukra... wherever. Those with potential get called here. They train, they improve, and once they’re ready, they graduate and join the Order officially."

"And after that?"

"They work," I said. "Rifts, Eternal forces, underworld groups, exploration. Real missions. No passive existence."

Primus exhaled slightly.

"That actually solves multiple problems at once," he said. "Centralized training, controlled growth, and loyalty through structure."

"That’s the idea," I replied.

He nodded, then moved on.

"Second point—transportation and teleportation across Abor."

I shook my head slightly.

"I don’t have the time to sit down and build that entire system myself," I said. "But I can handle the major nodes. The important anchor points."

"And the rest of the network?" he asked.

"You’ll have to find people for that," I replied. "Specialists. People who understand spatial structures, runic formations, or engineering. If needed, I can pass some of my knowledge to them, but I won’t manage the whole system personally."

Primus considered that and nodded.

"That’s reasonable."

He continued.

"Third—long-range teleportation hubs connecting to other races."

"Put that on hold for now," I said. "I’ll eventually create direct connections to major capitals myself. But I’m not doing that immediately. I still have other priorities."

He didn’t push further on that.

"Then comes the resource problem," he said.

I sighed lightly.

"Resources... I can provide them once," I said. "But that’s not sustainable. We need something that keeps generating value over time. We establish control," I said. "Either by building businesses or taking over existing ones. Trade, transport, crafting... or even just commissions."

Primus stared at me for a moment, then raised an eyebrow.

"Are you trying to build an organization or a criminal empire?" he asked dryly.

I chuckled.

"I don’t have the luxury to worry about how it sounds," I replied. "What matters is efficiency. We need results."

He shook his head slightly, though there was no real disagreement in his expression.

"So what do we do immediately?" he asked.

"We go after rifts and hostile organizations," I said. "We clear them, and we take what they have. That gives us both resources and influence."

He let out a small breath.

"That’s... very direct."

"It works," I replied.

Then I added, "That said, if you can build proper businesses, do it. I’m not against that. Just tell me what you need, and I’ll support it. Me or my summons, we’ll help wherever required."

Primus nodded, already thinking ahead.

"I’ll need to analyze sectors, trade routes, and existing powers," he said.

"You’re making it more complicated than it needs to be," I said.

He looked at me.

"The best starting point is right in front of you."

"How?" he asked.

"Other races," I said. "They’re already dealing with rifts. Struggling with them. Losing resources."

Understanding began to form in his eyes.

"You reach out to them," I continued. "Tell them the Order of Absolute can help clear those rifts."

"And we charge them for it," he said.

"Yes," I replied. "We don’t explain why we’re doing it. We don’t mention merit points. We just set a price. If they agree, we go and close the rift."

He nodded slowly.

"That actually makes a lot of sense," he admitted. "It gives us money, reputation, and influence at the same time."

"Exactly."

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"Alright," he said. "We start with that."

"What about the bases?" I asked after a brief pause. "How are things progressing there?"

"So far, there haven’t been any issues," Primus replied. "Everything is stable, and the relay network is functioning as expected. However, we do need to think about their long-term purpose. If they remain nothing more than teleportation anchors, the personnel stationed there won’t have much to do. That kind of stagnation could become a problem over time."

I nodded, considering that.

"That’s fair," I said. "I’ll think of something. We can expand their role once the core structure of the Order is in place."

We spoke for a few more minutes, refining smaller details and priorities, before I finally stepped away from the central chamber.

Without wasting time, I moved toward one of the teleportation hubs connected to our relay network. This one linked directly to a base positioned closest to the Naga territory.

I stepped onto the circle.

The runes activated instantly.

In the next moment, space folded and I was gone from Abor.

I arrived on the relay base. The soldiers stationed there reacted the moment they sensed my presence. One of them stepped forward instinctively, straightening his posture before offering a sharp salute.

I acknowledged him with a slight nod, not stopping.

My body lifted.

In the next instant, I shot upward from the asteroid base, leaving it behind without hesitation. As I moved into open space, I released the restraint I had placed on myself.

The silver glow returned.

This time, it surged freely.

My body became a streak of light as I accelerated, tearing through space itself. The void cracked faintly along my path, unable to fully contain the speed I was reaching. What had once required teleportation now felt... unnecessary.

I was faster.

Far faster.

The distance collapsed before me as I moved directly toward the heart of Naga territory—

Toward their headquarters. The seat of power in the Blue Spiral Galaxy.

The planet—Kaalseris.