Doomsday Manor Owner

The vast universe is filled with all kinds of planets, but planets suitable for human survival are undoubtedly the rarest and most precious.

Around a star whose volume is tens of thousands of times that of the sun, there are several planets that are constantly revolving.

This should be the most common sight in the universe, but because there is life on these planets, this place becomes special.

On the largest planet, there are survival bases dotted all over the place, and countless humans are like ants, constantly moving in and out of those survival bases.

If Zhuang Lun came here and saw these humans, he would be surprised, because the humans here are all very powerful, even some teenagers have the strength of ninth-level warriors.

On the street of a certain survival base, a young man with silver-white curly hair stood beside the street, lazily looking at the humans walking past him, his face full of impatience.

"The human potential of this planet is really low! After hundreds of years of development, only a few stellar masters have emerged."

Behind this young man, stood a group of warriors with strong auras. They stood there with serious faces, seemingly unaware of the young man's complaints.

"Master, since we haven't found any talents worth cultivating on this planet, why don't we find another planet and look for them."

The middle-aged man standing behind the young man bent down and said respectfully to the young man.

"You think I don't want to? Although the family has many life planets, they basically all have owners. How can we go in and pick people at will? I have been begging my third uncle for a long time to come to this planet this time!"

The curly-haired young man rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Master, don't forget, you now have a living planet that belongs to you. Why don't we go there and have a look?"

After being reminded by the middle-aged man, the curly-haired young man remembered that at his coming-of-age ceremony, he received a primitive life planet as a birthday gift.

Since his status in the family was not high, he did not obtain the sovereignty of the living planet and could only entrust others to help him manage the planet.

"It's been less than a year since that primitive planet started evolving. In such a short time, I'm afraid it won't be able to produce any kind of talents, right?"

The tone of the curly-haired young man was a little uncertain. It was obvious that he had no confidence in this planet that belonged to him.

"Master. Alves, who managed the planet for you some time ago, also sent news that there are some relics of other civilizations on that primitive planet, and there are many mutants with great potential."

"Really? Okay, let's go to my planet and have a look! Hahaha..." The curly-haired young man stood up with excitement. He didn't expect that the territorial planet, which he didn't have much hope for, actually gave him a surprise.

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After the new social order was established, the whole of China became vibrant, and various research results were continuously published. With the help of these technologies, the cost of mutants increasing their strength became lower and lower.

The reduction in the cost of improving strength means that the speed of improving strength is increased, and it can even catch up with the evolution speed of zombies.

As long as it is not for high profits, there is not much danger in going to some dangerous places and hunting zombies. Many mutants feel as if they have returned to their previous lives, going to and from get off work every day, chatting and farting, falling in love, getting married and having children.

Comfort is the easiest thing to breed. In the past two years, Zhuang Lun personally killed fifteen city lords, using bloody means to tell everyone that he is an existence that can never be challenged in this land.

In the past two years, Zhuang Lun has not been idle. He has continuously transferred the true essence into the Zi Mansion, allowing the true essence and spiritual power to merge into one.

When he had enough manor points, Zhuang Lun exchanged the seventh-level warrior's martial arts enlightenment from Shui Xin, and at the same time exchanged it on credit for the eighth-level warrior's enlightenment.

Two years were enough for Zhuang Lun to practice the technique to the eighth level. By this time, the true energy produced in his body could support the consumption of refining the soul.

In Zhuang Lun's Zi Mansion, there was a completely real planet that was slowly rotating. Around this planet, there were hundreds of miniature planets the size of marbles rotating around it.

"The cultivation of Yuan Shen has finally been completed. It's time to break into the fourth level of the formation!"

A part of the soul in Zhuang Lun's body separated, wrapped around his body, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared in place.

Standing in the large formation, Zhuang Lun quietly looked at the hundreds of marble-sized souls in front of him, constantly constructing formation patterns in the air. It only took a few minutes for all the formation patterns to be completed.

Already.

But Zhuang Lun didn't feel any difficulty at this time!

"Is this the difference between achieving Yuan Shen before and after?" As Zhuang Lun sighed softly, the formation pattern he constructed crashed onto the ground, completely matching the large formation on the ground.

An exit appeared in the formation, and Zhuang Lun strode out.

The soul in his body flew out, like flowing water, covering all the reliefs in the square, and all the information contained in the reliefs poured into Zhuang Lun's mind.

As for the protective formation outside the inheritance hall, it was also destroyed by Zhuang Lun's sword.

Entering the inheritance hall, Zhuang Lun waved his hand and received many jade slips in his hand. The power of the soul penetrated into them, and the information inside immediately flowed into Zhuang Lun's mind.

"kindness?"

Zhuang Lun had a puzzled look on his face. The content in these jade slips was not the forty-level exercises as Zhuang Lun had expected, but rather ideological works.

There are various thoughts and understandings about life in it. At first, Zhuang Lun didn't pay much attention to it, but as the reading progressed, he felt that his soul was being cleansed.

Zhuang Lun just sat quietly on the ground and read those works one by one. Those thoughts continued to flow in his mind, making his understanding of life begin to change.

As each jade slip was read by Zhuang Lun, the thoughts in his mind changed more and more, and in the end, there was even a tendency to be assimilated by the thoughts in the jade slips.

Just when Zhuang Lun was about to get lost in so many thoughts, Shui Xin's voice sounded in his mind.

"Everyone has different persistence in their heart. This persistence is their own life. Why worry about other people's thoughts? Just remember your original persistence at all times."

Zhuang Lun's confused eyes suddenly became clear, as if he was waking up from a dream.

Yes! No matter how thorough the predecessors’ understanding of life is, and no matter how classic their summarized thoughts and works are, they are not themselves after all, and they will definitely have their own way to go in this life.

After thinking about this, Zhuang Lun felt some changes in himself. If his will before was an indestructible piece of iron, then his current will is steel that has been tempered thousands of times.

After Zhuang Lun came out of the inheritance hall, he went directly to the fifth-level formation.

Looking at the introduction engraved on the stone tablet in front of the fifth-level formation, the expression on Zhuang Lun's face became more relaxed.

This fifth-level formation is called the Wanxiang Formation. As its name suggests, once you step into it, illusions abound, and countless bizarre illusions invade people's hearts, making people fall into it without even realizing it.

Zhuang Lun's strongest thing is his will. After seeing the test of this formation, he will naturally feel a little relaxed.

"Wu Jing requested a call, will the call be connected?"

Just when Zhuang Lun was about to enter the formation, a voice came from the microcomputer on his wrist.

"Connected!"

The microcomputer projected a light screen, and Wu Jing's image was displayed on it.

"Alan, did you encounter any danger after being out for so long this time? Why didn't you tell us that you were safe for so long?"

Wu Jing on the screen looked at Zhuang Lun with some complaints.

Hearing what Wu Jing said, Zhuang Lun remembered that he had been looking at the jade slips in the inheritance hall before, and he sank in unknowingly, wasting a lot of time.

"Sister Jing, you don't have to worry about me. I was just studying something before and got obsessed with it. Don't worry, I will go back soon!"

"Alan, we miss you, please come back soon!"

Wu Jing's expression on the screen suddenly became a little shy, and she spoke softly to Zhuang Lun.

"But here I am...well, okay, I'll go back right away!"

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Lun was about to release his soul, wrap himself up in the sky, and suddenly felt something was wrong. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!