"As a dimensional pioneer, I personally take fifteen percent of the total profit. What do you think?" Lor glanced around, slowly stating a shocking figure.

During the Battle of the Abyss, Francis, as the main force of the frontline battlefield, ended up with ten layers of the Abyss, which made up slightly over fourteen percent of the total profit.

Actually, Francis could have taken more, but doing so would have looked greedy, and one should always leave some space for others, right?

Lor felt that mastering Space Jumping Witchcraft, without him there wouldn't be the emergence of the dimensional era, taking a reasonable share was no problem.

As for more...

It's still that saying, leave some space.

But when carefully calculated, he earned much more than Francis.

After all, there is only one Abyss, while there are seven thousand three hundred and twenty-six different planes.

"Actually, you took a bit too little."

Francis chuckled, speaking first: "Without your witchcraft, we would all be trapped inside the Wizard Plane, waiting for the Silver Wolf to find us."

"And now with witchcraft to open plane passages and foreseeing the Silver Wolf's actions, making three plans to let us grasp the initiative, adding up all contributions, even taking thirty percent is not too much."

Upon hearing Francis's words, most of the speakers and legislators couldn't help but twitch their cheeks.

Oh, dear, Lor taking thirty percent alone, leaving them all to share the remaining seventy percent, is this proper?

But then, thinking over the contributions listed by Francis, they asked themselves, it seemed that taking thirty percent was somewhat unfair to Lor, to the extent that they were embarrassed to voice a contrary opinion.

"There's no need for that."

Lor waved his hand, "Taking so much territory temporarily won't serve much purpose, fifteen percent is enough, the rest for the development of the Wizard Alliance is obviously more cost-effective."

"Compared to territory and wealth, I'd rather..."

Here, Lor paused for a moment, looking at Francis, said: "I think I need to chat privately with Speaker Francis first."

Although territory and wealth are indeed better the more you have; more territory would nurture more mortals, among which possibly enough astonishing talents could emerge.

But the Wizard Alliance has a rule, which is that talents can autonomously select wizard factions.

Previously it was changed to allow the choice based on four-grade Meditation Talent, and during a casual chat after returning from the Yinhua Plane, Francis also hinted at this Grand Council's aim to further revise the mechanism to make talent selection more comprehensive.

In this way, having more territory is not that meaningful anymore, the choice of talents is paramount.

Therefore, he wanted to slightly amend the rule to obtain the priority for talents to choose the Space Wizard Faction.

As for wealth, now it's small-scale dealing, later occupying it plane group by plane group is the major part.

He can't use so much Magic Crystal and various resources for the time being, it's better to let go of them for strengthening the development of the Wizard Alliance.

However, Francis places great importance on the rule, directly suggesting a change hints at backstabbing this figure, thus privately reaching a consensus was best.

Lor's proposal made all the legislators and speakers who had been relieved half of the tension tense again, it seemed that whether the fifteen percent different plane profit belonged to the Wizard Alliance or Lor himself looked at the upcoming private discussion.

"Alright." Francis nodded, curiously looking at Lor, asked: "Should I go to you or will you come here?"

"I'll come over." Lor smiled, directly exiting the Grand Council, shutting down the Continent Communication Device, being lazy to convert the True Body of the Space Element, his Spiritual Power submerged into the Sea of Consciousness, directly initiating Space Jumping Witchcraft, and in the next moment, he appeared above Francis City.

At the same time, Francis also flew out from the top of the Francis Wizard Tower.

"Did something important suddenly come to mind that needs to be said privately?" Francis arrived beside Lor and was the first to ask: "Did you suddenly see a different future?"

He felt that anything that made Lor suddenly interrupt the Grand Council was definitely not simple, likely it was that he had suddenly seen a different future from that Marvel.

"No, it's not related to the future."

Lor shook his head, "I want to amend a rule and considered your seriousness about rules, hence decided to interrupt the meeting to chat privately."

"Amending a rule?" Upon hearing Lor's request, Francis raised his brow, appearing quite troubled.

If possible, he really didn't want to amend the rule and even regularly thought about how to reinforce it, turning it into an immutable wizard code.

Even amendments cannot be because of a particular speaker but due to the rule being outdated, and the change should make it better.

In his view, this is the foundation of the Wizard Alliance, with the rule's constraints, it can enable the Wizard Alliance to develop in a vibrant stance.

But Lor casually relinquished such vast interests, it was evidently inappropriate not to give compensation.

"Which rule do you want to amend?" After hesitating for a long time, Francis ultimately decided to ask clearly before making a decision.

"Amend the seventh rule, the Wizard Recruitment rule."

Lor directly stated: "I want to obtain the priority in recruiting apprentices, so-called priority, means excluding some talents possessing special faction talents, allowing recruited wizards to preferentially recommend talents to join the Space Wizard Faction."

"Recruitment priority?" Francis bitterly smiled: "Well, even if I disagree on this matter, I fear those guys would all cast approval votes, does this count as lifting a stone to smash my own foot?"

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