The Star Mothership was the pinnacle of interstellar human high technology—a massive aerospace vessel no smaller than an ordinary planet. Due to its colossal size, it drifted perpetually in space, unable to land on any planet.
It was a mobile metal fortress, capable of accommodating various spacecraft entering and exiting, housing hundreds of thousands of people, and serving as a mobile human base. Its function was similar to the aircraft carriers of ancient Earth, but on an infinitely larger scale.
The large spacecraft carrying Feng Lin and his group, in comparison to the Star Mothership, was like a tiny insect burrowing into the mothership's belly, where it docked.
"Follow me into the mothership's interior. All candidates from the entire solar system are gathered here. Next, we'll undergo a wormhole jump to the location of the second round of assessments..." A burly armored warrior led the group inside.
The interior of the mothership was as vast as a palace, with over ten thousand candidates already standing there.
Without a doubt, these were the genius candidates of the entire solar system.
Among them, many exuded powerful auras. Feng Lin even noticed a few students who were no weaker than himself!
Their vitality was at least over 200, marking them as elite cultivators.
Given the solar system's immense size and a population of 2000 billion, it was no surprise to see a few monstrous talents.
Feng Lin had risen too late and lacked sufficient accumulation to be considered among the top-tier geniuses; he was merely in the first rank.
Yet, this only excited him more.
Powerful individuals often need equally powerful opponents to highlight their own strength.
Having embarked on the path of Sun Wukong's myth, he had grasped the essence of the Great Sage's will—unyielding, unrepentant even unto death. The stronger his opponents, the more his fighting spirit surged.
The Star Mothership's plaza was vast, with all the solar system's candidates gathered there. They clustered in groups, separated by clear boundaries, glaring at each other from a distance, exuding an atmosphere of cold hostility.
These were the geniuses of the solar system, each proud and unwilling to yield to others.
Moreover, since they were all competing in the Cosmic University's assessment, they couldn't possibly be friendly.
It was like a pack of wolves and tigers thrown into an arena—conflict was inevitable.
Due to the warnings from the armored warriors, they refrained from physical violence, but invisible waves of vitality clashed in the void, refusing to back down. Even the light began to warp, creating a tense, sword-drawn atmosphere.
This clash of auras was already in a delicate balance when the Earth humans suddenly intruded, breaking the equilibrium and drawing the hostility of everyone present.
Earth, as humanity's home planet, was already highly conspicuous. The candidates from other solar system planets wanted to see what made Earth humans special. Waves of vitality, like mountains, crashed toward them, intent on showing them their place.
The Earth candidates' faces turned pale, feeling as if they had stepped into a den of beasts, surrounded by enemies on all sides.
Only a few remained calm and composed.
They rallied their own vitality auras to confront the group, causing the void to tremble and the air to twist into visible ripples.
Feng Lin stood among them, completely unfazed.
To him, these pressures were like a gentle spring breeze, having no effect at all.
He quietly observed his opponents.
The solar system was vast, with many regional powers: Earth, Mars, the Saturn Ring, the Asteroid Belt... Each complex space environment, as long as resources were available, was developed into habitable zones.
Different environments had also led to changes in human appearance and physique.
The Saturn Ring people lived on Saturn's planetary ring, which had over thirty moons and various asteroids, filled with countless particles.
Saturn's mass was about 100 times that of Earth, with immense gravity. People living there were generally short, around 1.7 meters tall. The ring also blocked most sunlight, resulting in poor lighting and paler skin.
However, the Saturn Ring people should not be underestimated. The high-gravity environment made their muscle density and bones far denser and stronger than ordinary humans. The complex conditions of the Saturn Ring also tempered their physiques, offering various harsh training zones.
Thus, the Saturn Ring region had the highest level of cultivation in the solar system.
The Asteroid Belt, on the other hand, was the opposite—a zero-gravity zone floating in space. Humans could only live in space stations, surviving by mining asteroid resources. People there were tall, over 2.2 meters, both men and women like Yao Ming.
The Asteroid Belt's lack of resources and harsh environment made its cultivation level the lowest.
Next came Mars, Earth, and other conventional planets, ranking in the middle tier of the solar system's cultivation world.
...
"Hmm?" Just as Feng Lin was quietly observing others, a cold, murderous gaze made his hair stand on end.
His instincts stirred, and he instinctively looked over. A man in tight leather armor was staring at him fiercely, his face obscured by a mask, but his eyes were venomous and unguarded, fixed on him.
The man looked completely unfamiliar.
Feng Lin had no idea why he harbored such intense hostility.
Could it be a mistake?
Just as Feng Lin was baffled, the sinister man breathed silently, his figure hidden in the shadows, indistinct, like a venomous snake lying in wait, ready to strike and kill, exuding a vicious, murderous aura.
The void rippled silently, and a cold voice whispered in Feng Lin's ear, "Feng Lin, you're dead this time. I'm going to kill you!..."
Mental transmission!
This person could use this ability, meaning he had also awakened a psychic gene.
The mystery was solved. This sinister man indeed knew Feng Lin and seemed to harbor a deep grudge.
Feng Lin wondered inwardly. Since he began cultivating, he had always walked alone, relying on no one, and had little interaction with others. What grudge could this person have against him, to the point of wanting to kill him?
Looking at where the man stood, Feng Lin thought thoughtfully—that was the direction of the Mars people!
Could he be a remnant of Giant Pharmaceutical? Or someone from the Mars Revolutionary Army?
If so...
Feng Lin's own killing intent rose.
Whoever it was, if they stood in his way, he would show no mercy.
With a clatter.
The sound of heavy footsteps on the ground.
"Marshal Jeros, sir!" The armored warriors shouted in unison, their voices deep and respectful.
A two-meter-tall man in a military uniform with a marshal's insignia strode over, his eyes like a hawk's, scanning the crowd and looking down on everyone. He spoke in a low voice.
"The second round of registration for the Cosmic University assessment is about to begin. Once you pass this round, you'll qualify for the Cosmic University's independent recruitment. The next assessment location will be on the Star of Shura, where an unrestricted free-kill assessment will take place. Only the one who achieves first place will be crowned the King of the Solar System among the younger generation..."