Swallowing the Stars: My Comprehension is Beyond the Heavens!

Chapter 275 Elysium

A life-bearing planet within the territory of humankind.

This planet has a cyberpunk vibe, where people who have transformed their bodies into various mechanical prosthetics walk among the brightly lit skyscrapers.

They chatted and laughed, but every now and then someone would suddenly point their weapon at someone else as if they had gone mad. After a scream, the street would be filled with the thick smell of gunpowder. Some people lay on the ground, their lives hanging in the balance, while others fled in panic to distant places...

Shortly after, people resembling police officers arrived. They got out of the hovercar, which looked like a truck, and expressionlessly loaded the corpses from the ground into the vehicle. Without even cleaning up the bloodstains and flesh, they drove away.

Once the hovercars left, the street quickly returned to its previous state, with pedestrians coming and going, some playing and laughing, others engrossed in inhaling something...

"This planet is truly wonderful, isn't it?"

A hunchbacked, green-skinned human elder stood on the side of the street, quietly observing everything that had happened. Then, with a light laugh, he spoke to a young man beside him who had transformed half of his body into a mechanical prosthetic.

The young man spoke with a sorrowful look in his eyes and a sad tone:

"I don't find it wonderful; I only find it absurd and hopeless. This planet has lost all hope. People like me, the lowest of the low, see no future at all. Sir, are you here for sightseeing? You should leave as soon as possible. This planet, which is called 'Paradise,' is filled with madness and absurdity..."

"Young man, how did you know I'm here for sightseeing?"

The hunchbacked old man grinned, his smile appearing friendly, yet subtly giving off a creepy and eerie feeling.

The young man looked at the old man, shrugged self-deprecatingly, and said, "You see, those of us in this paradise are more or less intertwined with machines, but you don't have any of these dirty things, so I think you're a traveler from another world."

The hunchbacked old man looked at the young man and asked with a smile, "You seem quite dissatisfied with these mechanical parts on your body, so why did you modify yourself to look like this?"

The young man smiled wryly and said:

"I do hate these things on me, but they are essential to survive here. If I didn't have them, I probably would have rotted to death in the ditch long ago, without those crazy guys even having to lift a finger."

"You look so颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of listlessness, apathy, and apathy). If you don't like it here..." The hunchbacked old man looked up at the sky, "why not just leave?"

The young man's smile grew even more bitter as he murmured, "If we could leave this place, who wouldn't want to? But..."

He shook his head, like a bird that had lost its wings.

For young people, this planet called "Elysium" is like a giant prison, with invisible borders sealing them in, condemning them to a lifetime of freedom and an inability to escape this hell...

Yes, perhaps in the eyes of people from other planets, this planet could be called paradise, but in the eyes of the locals, especially the lower classes like young people, it is nothing more than a hell that devours people without spitting out the bones.

Don't young people want to leave paradise?

He desperately wanted to leave.

Ever since he witnessed his adoptive mother die tragically at the hands of those madmen, he had wanted to leave this world every moment, but the expensive spaceship tickets were not something that everyone could afford!

If you can't afford a boat ticket, you can't leave this planet.

As for the idea that by diligently cultivating and becoming a powerful being, one would naturally have the opportunity to leave this planet... the young man had once fantasized about it, but all the cultivation resources on the entire planet were controlled by those powerful figures who stood at the top of this planet. What did he have to compete for? To cultivate?

The people at the bottom of this planet have lost their future.

Young people have long seen through this, so their former passion has long since cooled, and their emotions have gradually become numb.

"What if I can help you leave?" the hunchbacked old man suddenly asked the young man with a smile.

The young man was taken aback and looked at the hunchbacked old man. He saw that the old man's eyes were gleaming. In an instant, his mind and will were drawn into an incredibly realistic illusion.

The hunchbacked old man looked at the young man with his smile unchanged. Only five or six seconds later, the young man, whose body was half mechanically prosthetic, suddenly woke up.

When he opened his eyes again.

Those heterochromatic eyes no longer held despair and despondency; instead, they shone with fighting spirit and maturity.

He looked at the hunchbacked old man in front of him, his face full of disbelief.

"This, this is... How did I travel back 150,000 years? How is this possible... I am now... Haven't I already become a Realm Lord?"

It turns out that in the illusion created by the old man, the young man experienced 150,000 years. During that long period of time, he climbed step by step from a nobody to the top of this planet, growing from a planetary nobody into a powerful world lord!

However, just as he became the Lord of the Realm and overthrew the high-ranking figures of the entire Blissful World, he suddenly woke up.

This method of dreaming for hundreds of thousands of years makes young people believe that they have traveled through time and been reborn back to the moment when they met the hunchbacked old man.

However, all of this was just a small act of help from the hunchbacked old man to the young man.

The hunchbacked old man smiled at the young man and said, "Child, how are you?"

"You're the old gentleman who guided me back then!" the young man exclaimed excitedly.

"Back then?" The hunchbacked old man chuckled, a cryptic smile playing on his lips. "What 'back then'? It was just now!" he said.

The young man was taken aback. Just now?

How...how is this possible?!

He had truly become a realm lord!

Such a profound understanding of the laws! Such a breakthrough in strength, how could it possibly be faked?

After all, he was just a nobody at the third level of the planetary realm, how could he possibly have any understanding of the laws?

Before the young man could figure it out, the hunchbacked old man suddenly disappeared.

The young man couldn't help but look around, calling out, "Sir! Sir! Where have you gone! What's going on? Am I dreaming?"

He called out for a long time, but no one responded.

The young man lowered his head in thought. His current understanding of the laws was genuine, and the power of the domain activated by his own strong will was also impossible to fake.

However, based on the knowledge he gained after becoming the Lord of the Realm "in his dream," he clearly understood one thing: the spacetime of the universe is very stable. Apart from the Lord of the Universe being able to reverse spacetime within a certain range and resurrect others, it is almost impossible to travel through spacetime and go back to the past!

"So, my 150,000-year experience was an exceptionally real illusion?"

The young man muttered to himself, his expression becoming complex and shocked, "To be able to create a real environment that allows me to comprehend laws and enhance my self-awareness... that old man is extraordinary!"

He looked around again but did not see the hunchbacked old man.

The young man felt a pang of disappointment and regret. "It seems that old man has already left. It's a pity I can't follow him; otherwise, even if I wanted to become immortal, it would probably be very easy for me."

He sighed. "Never mind, one shouldn't be too greedy. I've already received guidance and care from the old gentleman. Now it's my turn to strive for improvement. One day, I'll overthrow everything here, leave this planet, and find you, old gentleman!"

The young man, full of youthful vigor, walked into the neon lights.

The hunchbacked old man stood in the same spot the whole time, but he didn't want anyone to see him, so the young man couldn't see him.

The old man watched the young man's departing figure and nodded silently to himself.

The next moment, he suddenly looked up at the sky.

A powerful will suddenly traversed endless space and time, descending upon this planet.

Immediately afterwards, space distorted, and a black sphere appeared.

The hunchbacked old man squinted and asked in a low voice, "Mechanics, you've come to see me?"

(End of this chapter)