Swallowing the Stars: Analyzing All Things

Chapter 94 One by One! (Edited)

"1005182100 military merits!"

Inside the spaceship's control room, Lin Yan checked his information. His military merits, exceeding one billion, were many times higher than before he arrived.

On battlefields outside the region, according to the military system's requirements for obtaining military merit, the highest military merit is awarded for killing the enemy alone.

If the kill is a joint effort, the combined military merit will only be 70% of that for a single kill. The merit will be distributed among each person based on their contribution, with the total not exceeding 70%.

The purpose of the extraterritorial battlefield is, although, to cultivate strong individuals.

However, the immortal plant life also belongs to Lin Yan, and his military merits are naturally recorded on his record in the military system.

The five mechanical races are all at the realm lord level, each of them being considered an elite realm lord. Killing an elite realm lord individually earns one million military merits, so the total for all five is five million military merits.

Killing an Immortal Army Lord of the lower level alone would grant one billion military merits, while killing an Immortal Robot of the higher level would also grant one billion military merits.

It can be said that one of the purposes of coming to this extraterritorial battlefield has already been achieved.

He instantly exceeded the quota of one million military merits.

"Next————"

Lin Yan turned off the light screen and leaned back in his chair. "Our main objective is still to search for treasures like the Secret Bone."

Military merits are merely a stepping stone, a ticket to enter that newly formed universe's secret realm. What truly makes him stronger is the secret bone, a life substance carrier capable of elevating the level of life's genes.

"Fat cat."

Lin Yan immediately spoke.

"Here!" The fat cat's image appeared on the screen, its tail swishing back and forth behind it.

"Adjust the route and head deeper into the Abyss Starfield, avoiding known dangerous areas and prioritizing the exploration of areas related to the ruins of the sacrificial temple."

"clear!"

The fat cat's paws swiped a few times in the void, and a new star map unfolded on the screen.

"Master, according to intelligence, there are several locations in the outer regions of the Youyuan Starfield that are suspected to be the ruins of a sacrificial temple, but those locations are all very dangerous. Some are haunted by Marquis-level Immortals, and some have natural spatial traps."

"go."

Lin Yan's voice was calm and firm, "Go one by one."

"yes!"

The spaceship found a spacious area in space to accelerate, and soon its speed reached the speed of light as it entered the dark universe.

In an endless ocean of light.

Some points of light were stretched into thin filaments by the high-speed travel of the spaceship, like countless silvery rivers flowing in the void, quiet and profound, as if there were no end in sight.

"Whoosh!"

Inside the command center, Lin Yan's figure disappeared from his seat, leaving behind only an inconspicuous world ring.

Inside the World Ring.

The Time Palace stood quietly. Lin Yan pushed open the heavy metal door, walked up to the circular platform in the center of the hall, and sat down cross-legged.

"Ten times speed up, activated."

The spacetime runes on the dome suddenly lit up, emitting a deep hum, and the stored energy resources began to burn wildly. Milky white light seeped out from the energy tank, illuminating the entire hall.

Space travel is boring.

Lin Yan couldn't wait outside forever. With the Time Palace's tenfold acceleration, he could accumulate ten years' worth of experience in one year outside.

Inside the external command center.

At the very moment Lin Yan entered the World Ring, a dark blue branch emerged from the void.

The branches and leaves are slender and supple, with pale blue water ripples floating on their surface. It gently curls up the world ring and wraps it in the center of the leaf.

The spaceship was empty except for a branch wrapped around a ring, gliding silently through the dark universe.

The outer region of the Netherworld Starfield is a desolate belt of broken stars.

Countless fragments of planets float in the void, some as large as mountains stretching across the sky, others as small as drifting dust. This fragmented star belt is located on the edge of the Abyss Starfield, and is frequented by explorers of various races year-round.

Right now, in this desolate star field, there is an ordinary spaceship, quietly moving among the wreckage.

This is a spaceship without any markings. Its hull is dark gray, and it is impossible to tell from its appearance which race it belongs to.

Inside the spacecraft's control room.

A figure sat in a chair in the command room, looking down at a crystal in his hand.

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This is the realm lord of the Fengquan clan.

It stands about five meters tall, with an upper body similar to that of a human and a lower body that is that of a reptile, covered in bluish-gray scales, dragging a tail, and having six thick hooves.

Fengquan Clan.

The Zerg are an offshoot of the Zerg. This race was born in a secret cosmic realm where storms rage year-round. Every Windspring baby is born in a storm, and then struggles, survives, and grows.

The gestation period is considered complete when these babies are able to emerge from the storm on their own.

It can take anywhere from a few years to several decades.

Throughout the entire gestation process, countless babies die, but those who survive are all elites.

Therefore, every member of the Wind Spring Clan is born to be a favorite of the Law of Wind. They are extremely skilled in comprehending the Law of Wind and can unleash its power to an immense degree.

"What exactly is this thing?"

The Fengquan Clan's Realm Lord stared at the crystal in his hand, his voice trembling slightly, but more than anything, it was filled with an undisguised excitement.

This crystal was snatched from a first-level Earth Lord.

Who would have thought that the native, who was only a first-level domain lord, would actually open the ruins of a sacrificial temple?

The ruins had been silent in the Netherworld Starfield for countless millennia, unnoticed by countless powerful figures passing by, until a native of the first level of Domain Lord accidentally triggered the mechanism.

This crystal is enshrined on the altar deepest within the ruins.

In order to obtain this crystal, his team paid a heavy price. Five world lord members died just to avoid the restrictions in the ruins, leaving only him.

"Just hand this over to the tribe—"

He gritted his teeth, bloodstains from the battle still clinging to his grayish-blue scales. Two of his six hooves were injured, hindering his movement. "The tribe will surely reward me, they will—"

He wanted to report to his clan immediately through the Zerg communication world, but he was worried. The origin of this crystal was probably not simple, and if the news leaked, he would probably be intercepted and killed before he even returned to his clan.

Subordinate groups are ultimately just subordinate groups.

In the face of the Zerg.

His people had absolutely no bargaining power.

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