TruthTeller

Robin Burton is a young man who grow with everything anyone can hope for, immense talent for cultivation, sharp mind, a wealthy family that will stop at nothing to protect and nurture him

He had everything... except the willingness to take them.

"Why would I take the same route as my ancestors ? 
why should I become stronger? to beat this and compete with that..? 

At the end of this road what will happen? get a harem then die and be forgotten after a few years?

NO! That is not what I got my talent for... THAT IS NOT WHAT I WAS BORN FOR!
what I want is more... much more.

I refuse... I will not take anyone's route, I will make my own...
I do not want to be a legendary figure, I will be THE Legend..

I.. Robin.. will do it my way, or die trying."

This is the story of a Researcher, a Warlord and... A Planetary Emperor.

Lord of the Truth

Galan quickly added, "And don't forget the weapons! I am currently purchasing from you 10% of all the production of your factories, and the royal family purchase another 10%, and the rest is given to your own army... You need to raise the percentage you give me - at least for half the production of the factories - until the war begins."

Raymond nodded with a smile, "I have heard a lot about the mysterious categorized weapons factories in your new lands, I would love to participate with Duke Galan in buying this percentage to support our efforts for the kingdom."

Robin slowly tapped his cheek for more than two minutes in silence as he looked at the dukes sitting in front of him...

Apparently, they came here wanting A LOT of talismans, at least tens of thousands of them... and half of the factory production on top of that?

This was not hunger, but gluttony!

Finally, Robin asked, "When do you intend to start the attack?"

Half Of WHAT?!