I can receive unlimited protection; my parents handed me over to the state.

"Mr. Lu, you only need to know about these members' information; there's no need to feel too burdened," Zhao Qingxuan said, seeing Lu Yuan's contemplation. "Although they are all SSS-level geniuses, your value is different from theirs."

"They are spears, swords, and warriors charging into battle. And you," Zhao Qingxuan's tone became extremely solemn, "you are the one and only 'divine craftsman' who forged these divine weapons. Your status surpasses all of them."

"In the upcoming public classes and group training, you don't need to force yourself to compare your combat strength with theirs. Your task is to learn, observe, and understand the fighting style and ability characteristics of each of them."

"Because only those who understand them best can create the most suitable and unique artifacts for them."

"I understand." Lu Yuan nodded, temporarily suppressing his doubts.

Zhao Qingxuan is right. His primary task now is not to investigate other people's secrets, but to improve himself as soon as possible.

"When do the general education courses start?" Lu Yuan asked.

"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock," Zhao Qingxuan replied. "Considering that you haven't received systematic Star Envoy theory education before, I have arranged for a top-level lecturer to give you one-on-one intensive tutoring this afternoon."

"Tutoring?" Lu Yuan's lips twitched involuntarily when he heard those two words.

He, the theoretical genius of Jianghai No.1 High School, actually needed tutoring one day?

"Yes, Mr. Lu." Zhao Qingxuan seemed to have seen through his thoughts and explained with a smile, "I know you have a very solid foundation in basic theory. But the world of Star Envoys is far more complex than described in textbooks."

"The content of this tutoring session mainly consists of top-secret information and theories about the 'Abyss,' 'Void,' and 'Higher Dimensional Existence,' which are not to be made public. You will encounter this knowledge in tomorrow's class."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan finally abandoned his slight contempt.

Top-secret intelligence? Higher-dimensional existence?

That sounds interesting.

"Okay, let's make the arrangements then."

It seems this holiday won't be too relaxing.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Gathering Place of Geniuses

The afternoon tutoring session was much more demanding than Lu Yuan had imagined.

The person who came to teach him was none other than the director of the Xinghai Research Institute, the old man with a white coat and hair as messy as a bird's nest—Qian Sen.

Qian Sen didn't bring any teaching materials; he simply turned on a holographic projector in the living room.

Instead of dry text and formulas, what appeared on the projector were shocking, top-secret real video materials.

The image depicts a colossal void beast, the size of a planet, covered in countless eyes and tentacles, slowly emerging from a spatial rift and swallowing an entire interstellar fleet whole.

The entire city's inhabitants, under an invisible form of spiritual pollution, collectively descended into madness, killing each other and ultimately turning into pools of indescribable, thick soup of blood and flesh—a video recording.

There's also the tragic scene of China's S-class Star Envoy being struck by the "rule corruption" of an ancient god from the abyss during a battle, causing his body to mutate on the spot into a half-human, half-demon monster, and ultimately being killed by his own comrades with tears in his eyes.

Any one of these images, if leaked out, would be enough to cause widespread panic across the entire planet.

"See that, kid?" Qian Sen pointed at the images, his face more serious than ever before. "These are our real enemies."

"Those star beasts in textbooks are nothing but small fry. The real 'void' and 'abyss' are far beyond our comprehension, higher-dimensional, indescribable existences."

"Their very existence is a form of pollution. Their whispers are a curse. Our war against them is not a war between nations, but a life-or-death struggle between two civilizations, two completely different laws of survival."

"The reason we can still drink tea and chat here is because there are countless people like them on the front lines that we can't see, using their own flesh and blood and lives to build a fragile line of defense for us."

Qian Sen turned off the projector, and the living room fell silent.

Lu Yuan's heart was deeply touched.

For the first time, he directly experienced the bloody and cruel truth hidden beneath the glamorous exterior of this world.

"The purpose of our 'God-Making Project' is not just to cultivate a few powerful warriors," Qian Sen said, looking at Lu Yuan, emphasizing each word. "What we want to cultivate is a new generation of leaders and strategists who can understand them, analyze them, and even... utilize their power to counter them."

"And you, Lu Yuan, your talent has shown us another possibility."

"One possibility is to counter the Dao from the level of 'tools'."

Over the course of an afternoon, Qian Sen systematically explained to Lu Yuan the theory of high-dimensional warfare, the energy composition of void creatures, and the rule system of the ancient gods of the abyss.

This knowledge is profound, obscure, and even full of various illogical and counterintuitive paradoxes.

But Lu Yuan listened with rapt attention.

At this moment, his brain, comparable to that of a supercomputer, demonstrated its unparalleled advantage.

He can easily understand complex concepts and keenly grasp the hidden patterns behind seemingly chaotic phenomena.

He could even draw inferences from one instance to another, raising some highly creative questions that amazed even Qian Sen.

"If the energy nature of void creatures is a state of negative entropy, can we use the principle of 'entropy increase' to create an 'annihilation field' specifically targeting them?"

Qian Sen stared at the eloquent young man in front of him, his mouth agape, his expression shifting from "I'm teaching you" to "You fucking teaching me?"

This kid... is he really an F-rank blacksmith?

……

The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning.

Zenith World, Central Teaching Area, Strategic Discussion Room A-1.

This is a public classroom specifically for members of the "God-Making Project".

The entire seminar room is semi-circular and tiered, exuding a futuristic feel. Each seat is equipped with an independent holographic interactive terminal and a mental connection device.

When Lu Yuan entered the room accompanied by Zhao Qingxuan, there were already more than a dozen people sitting inside.

These people are the other members of the "God-Making Project".

Lu Yuan's appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Sitting in the center of the first row was a burly, bear-like young man with a buzz cut, none other than Gu Tianye, codenamed "Beast King." When he saw Lu Yuan, he raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with undisguised scrutiny and a hint of provocation.

Beside him was Lin Ziling, the "Elemental Queen," who appeared quiet and intellectual, holding an ancient book. She merely glanced at Lu Yuan before turning her gaze back to the book in her hands, seemingly indifferent to everything around her.

In the shadows of the corner, Ye Cang, the "Shura" who was holding a long sword and exuding a cold aura, didn't even lift his eyelids, as if Lu Yuan was just a wisp of air.

"Is he the new 'master craftsman'?"

"I heard he has an F-level talent and only got in through Elder Su's connections?"

"F-rank? Are you kidding me? Is this a place for an F-rank person? And they even moved into Villa S-0? What makes them so special?"

Although no one dared to speak loudly, waves of doubt, disdain, and even hostility swirled unchecked within the seminar room.

Lu Yuan seemed oblivious to these gazes and emotional fluctuations.

He simply walked calmly, guided by Zhao Qingxuan, to the only empty seat.

That seat was in the first row, right next to Kotenno.

It is the most central and prominent location in the entire seminar room.

The moment Lu Yuan sat down, he could clearly feel the wild and domineering aura of a beast king emanating from Gu Tianye pressing down on him as if it were a tangible force.

This is a silent show of force.

However, Lu Yuan simply looked ahead calmly, without even frowning.

His immense mental power, honed through countless trials and tribulations to a staggering 250 points, formed an invisible barrier around his body, easily shutting out that aura.

A hint of surprise flashed in Gu Tianye's eyes.

He never expected that this seemingly frail young man could so easily ignore his imposing aura.

Just as the atmosphere in the seminar room became somewhat heavy due to this silent confrontation.

The door was pushed open again.

Two figures walked in, one after the other.

Leading the way was Xiang Batian, the arrogant young man who had punched the lava giant lizard to pieces in the Kunlun Secret Realm.

He remained as arrogant as ever, his gaze sweeping across the entire room, filled with the pride and conceit of an S-class prodigy.

When he saw Gu Tianye sitting in the first row, a strong fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

Behind him, Mu Bingli, a girl with long, icy blue hair and a cool, aloof demeanor, walked in slowly.

Her arrival seemed to lower the temperature in the entire seminar room by several degrees.

These two newly promoted S-rank prodigies, as prospective members of the "God-Making Project," are attending a public class for the first time today. High-ranking prodigies from other regions will also arrive later.

Their arrival immediately caused a small commotion.

After all, an S-rank talent is something that would make anyone take notice, no matter where they are. But here, everyone was just watching with amusement.

However, before everyone could recover from the shock brought by the two S-class prodigies...

The seminar room door was slowly pushed open for the third time.

A slender and graceful figure appeared at the doorway.

The moment the person who had entered was seen, everyone in the entire seminar room, including the two arrogant S-class prodigies, held their breath.

The person who arrived was the silver-haired girl whom Lu Yuan had met once at the recruitment fair in the capital.

She was still wearing that simple white martial arts uniform, and her long silver hair, reaching her waist, shone like flowing moonlight, radiating a cool and holy glow.

Her face remained flawless, as if it did not belong to this mortal world.

But unlike that fleeting glimpse in the crowd that day, today, everyone present could clearly feel her unique and extraordinary aura.

It was a kind of indifference, as if one were above all things, looking down upon all living beings.

Her eyes were a deep, starry blue, crystal clear, yet seemingly containing the endless mysteries of the universe's birth and death. Looking at her was like gazing into an abyss, as if your own soul were about to be swallowed by that profound blue.

She stood quietly at the door, radiating no powerful aura, yet the entire seminar room fell into an eerie silence.

Even Gu Tianye and Xiang Batian, who were just full of fighting spirit, these two guys known for their rage and domineering nature, subconsciously restrained their aura when they saw her, and their eyes showed a hint of... fear that they themselves did not realize.

Who exactly is this girl?

Why is she here?

Was she also a member of the "God-Making Project"? But why is there no information about her in the file that Zhao Qingxuan gave me?

A series of huge question marks appeared in everyone's mind.

Lu Yuan also frowned.

He met the mysterious girl once again.

This time, he saw it more clearly and felt it more deeply.

He could clearly sense that the girl's body was surrounded by an invisible "rule field" that he could not understand at all.

That force field distorted the light, blocked detection, and even... to some extent, shielded her own presence.

That's why, at the crowded admissions fair that day, almost no one noticed her presence except for him.

Because in the perception of ordinary people, she is like a "non-existent" wisp of air.

Only someone like Lu Yuan, with a mental strength that is strong enough and an extraordinary sensitivity to "rules," could barely catch a glimpse of her outline.

"A walking 'information black hole'?" For the first time, Lu Yuan felt a strong sense of curiosity about someone his own age.

The girl seemed to notice Lu Yuan's gaze as well.

She turned her head, and her deep blue eyes met Lu Yuan's gaze in mid-air.

This time, she didn't just smile and nod like she did last time.

Instead, with light steps, she walked straight towards the first row amidst the complex gazes of shock, doubt, and apprehension from everyone present.

She walked past Xiang Batian's place, past Mu Bingli's place, past Lin Ziling and Ye Cang's place...

Finally, she stopped.

She stopped beside Lu Yuan.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone who seemed about to pop their sockets out, she pointed to the only empty seat next to Lu Yuan and asked in a tone as cool as a mountain spring, yet with an undeniable air:

"Is nobody here?"

That was the first thing she said.

The voice was pleasant, but the content instantly made the atmosphere in the entire seminar room incredibly eerie.

Lu Yuan paused for a moment, then shook his head: "Nobody's here."

"Um."

The girl responded and then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, sat down next to Lu Yuan.

After she sat down, she stopped talking and didn't look at Lu Yuan anymore. Instead, she took out a seemingly ordinary, palm-sized black Rubik's Cube from her storage bracelet and began to slowly turn it on her own.

It was as if the murderous gazes around her didn't exist at all.

The entire research and discussion room was in complete chaos.

Although no one dared to speak loudly, the frantically intertwined mental fluctuations made the air in the entire space thicken.

"Holy crap! Who is this woman? She's too audacious! She actually sat right next to that 'connected' guy?"

"Shh... keep your voice down!"

that's the truth.

Gu Tianye, who is usually domineering, has a constipated expression on his face.

He wanted to explode, to question the girl about why she was sitting in their seats.

But he dared not.

Because he sensed a tremendous threat emanating from that girl, a threat that originated at a fundamental level!

The feeling was like a rabbit facing a prehistoric dragon that appeared harmless on the surface but was actually an ancient ferocious beast.

Reason told them that if they dared to speak, they might be completely wiped out of this world in the next second.

Meanwhile, Mu Bingli looked at the silver-haired girl, her beautiful icy blue eyes also flashing with surprise and uncertainty.

Her innate talent, [Ice Soul Divine Soul], makes her exceptionally sensitive to fluctuations at the soul level.

She could vaguely sense that the silver-haired girl's soul was like a bottomless, silent sea of ​​stars.

Vast, mysterious, and unfathomable.

She even had a ridiculous feeling that her S-level talent was like a small puddle looking up at an endless ocean in front of the other party.

Who exactly is this person?