A small Xenomorph Queen, 30 Praetorians, 60 Runners...
Inside the hive, alien corpses piled up like mountains, blood flowed freely, and strong acid corroded holes in the ground and walls, leaving almost no place to stand.
Feng Lin and the other two stood amidst it all, completely unharmed—they had fully conquered this place.
They tallied up and found they could earn a total of 46,780 points.
This was a massive amount of points, far exceeding what they had gained from hunting aliens individually.
Truly, the bolder the person, the greater the yield.
All the aliens within the hive had been completely slaughtered; the few that had escaped were no threat. The entire mountain cavern had been taken over.
A night of hard work and risk had yielded enormous rewards.
So many points were beyond imagination. Even though Feng Lin and the other two were calm by nature, they still felt like overnight millionaires.
They cut off the thumbs of all the aliens and piled them up before them—a mountain of precious trophies.
The next issue was how to divide them.
The three fell silent.
Feng Lin didn't rush to argue but quietly observed the Greek twin sisters, his gaze carrying a hint of evaluation.
Close brothers settle accounts openly.
True fairness meant distributing according to contribution, not mindless equal division, which would defeat the purpose of fairness.
He deliberately said nothing, wanting to see the sisters' character. If it wasn't up to par, there would be no need to continue cooperating.
Earlier, during the critical moment in the hive, Feng Lin had seen and heard what the Greek twins said. He could understand their actions.
After all, he had been a complete stranger to them before, and in a life-or-death situation, choosing to abandon others was normal.
But understanding was one thing; if it happened to him, it would be hard to accept.
Given that their abilities were indeed helpful to him, Feng Lin decided to give them another chance and see how they acted next.
If they hadn't contributed much but still wanted an equal share, then forget it!
Get lost as far as possible!
Feng Lin watched coldly, waiting to see how the two women would decide.
"Let's split it equally..." Ares's eyes lit up at the sight of the trophies, and she spoke instinctively.
"No!" Yana said firmly. "We'll split it 5-3-2! Feng Lin gets 5, Ares you get 3, and I get 2!"
"Why that split?" Ares was unhappy. "All three of us contributed! Why not split equally?"
"You can't count it that way!" Yana shook her head. "The capable get more! An equal split would be too unfair to Feng Lin. Most of the aliens in this hive were killed by him; he deserves half. If he hadn't broken through the mountaintop and let the cold air from the Star of Shura pour in, we couldn't have dealt such a massive blow to the hive instantly, and he assassinated the Queen! We two only provided cover on the periphery, not contributing much. I only offered strategy, lacking combat strength, so I can only take two-tenths. Ares, you didn't do much either because you were looking after me, so you only get three-tenths!"
Yana spoke like this, setting aside emotions and laying it out plainly.
But the more rational she was, the more she showed wisdom, not just high intelligence.
Her impartial and fair attitude was the best way to maintain a fragile alliance.
Feng Lin nodded inwardly, forming a good impression of Yana.
Though her combat power was low, with only a mental-type superpower, she had both intelligence and emotional intelligence, full of strategies, making her a great asset.
Seeing her sister Yana say this, Ares reluctantly fell silent.
Then came the division of the spoils.
Yana held her hands to her chest, and a small golden bottle appeared, styled in ancient Greek fashion. The bottle's mouth tilted upward, emitting immense suction that drew the trophies inside, where they vanished.
This was clearly a spatial device.
Ares looked over with a teasing grin.
Feng Lin had received half the spoils, piled high, and couldn't carry them alone.
No matter how many trophies, he couldn't take them!
Only our Constellation Water Bottle could collect them.
He'd have to ask for our help eventually, and then we'd extort him.
Ares smirked slyly, imagining Feng Lin's embarrassment, like a weasel that had stolen a chicken.
Feng Lin shook his head. Ares really hadn't wasted her ample assets—big chest, empty head, her thoughts written all over her face. Who was she trying to fool?
Just then, Yana spoke up, offering help: "You can't take all these trophies either! We have spatial devices. Want us to help?"
Spatial devices?
Feng Lin watched the golden bottle slowly disappear into her palm, thoughtful. It seemed like some kind of mythical equipment.
He felt a vague familiarity and, with a thought, realized he had something like that too!
"No need!" Feng Lin said with a light laugh, declining Yana's offer.
Ungrateful!
Ares raised an eyebrow at that, glaring coldly at him.
My sister kindly offered to help, and you're being ungrateful. Let's see what you do now.
Spatial devices are so rare, how could you...
She sneered inwardly, but the next moment, her eyes widened.
Feng Lin grabbed the air with his right hand, and immense suction rose from his palm, forming a whirlwind.
This suction was ten times stronger than that of their golden bottle, sweeping all the trophies away in an instant, vanishing without a trace.
A cauldron totem flashed briefly in Feng Lin's palm, too quick to see clearly.
The Greek twins were startled, looking at Feng Lin with curiosity and confusion, feeling he was shrouded in layers of mystery they couldn't penetrate.
That suction just now seemed to come from another spatial device, and one of higher grade than their Constellation Water Bottle, which was a rare mythical treasure left by their irresponsible father in the solar system.
First, Feng Lin had a mysterious iron rod, and now he seemed to possess a magical spatial treasure.
According to his records, he was just a low-ranking member of the Feng family on Earth. How could he have so many precious treasures?
It was baffling!
Could he have a background in the Feng clan's interstellar main family?
...
Many guesses arose in the sisters' minds.
You're overthinking it!
Feng Lin smiled without saying a word, not bothering to explain.
The treasure he used to collect the spoils was none other than the alchemy cauldron he had obtained from the Furnace Immortal Sect ruins in Mars's core.
Since he couldn't yet master alchemy, he had overlooked this treasure until he saw the twins using spatial devices, which reminded him.
Though the cauldron was useless for now, it had its own internal space, making it a good spatial device.
He had been using a folding ship to store items before, which was too conspicuous.
The cauldron, fully refined and merged with him, was just right.
Discovering another use for this treasure, Feng Lin felt the trip had been worthwhile.
The harvest was rich.
Besides these trophies, he had also obtained many gene glands.
These were precious life materials, only produced by aliens, which could greatly replenish his consumed energy and nutrients.
The most valuable was a gene gland as big as a human head, collected from the small Queen.
An alien Queen, comparable to a cultivator elite, was already a supernatural being, making this gene gland even more precious.
Feng Lin took it without hesitation, holding it in his hand.
By now, the sky on the Star of Shura was fully bright, with intense radiation and temperatures quickly rising above 50 degrees, making it sweltering.
After looting the hive, the three found places to rest, each swallowing a gene gland to recover their depleted strength.
Gene potential increased by 48%, 48%, 48%... rising by a total of 240%.
In two hours, they trained at full capacity, restored themselves to peak condition, and immediately set off again.
The assessment was tight—only ten days—but over ten thousand candidates had joined this point-grabbing battle.
Though wiping out a small alien hive had made them overnight rich.
These candidates were the cream of the crop from the solar system, with countless geniuses and capable individuals. Many smart people would soon get the same idea.
The three were only temporarily ahead; they had to grab as many points as possible in the limited time to stay far in the lead.
The ranking in the assessment wasn't just a title.
The higher the rank, the better the position in the upcoming official exam for the Cosmic University.
The map of the Star of Shura was all in Yana's memory, and she pointed out another nearby small alien hive.
Feng Lin rode the clouds, carrying the two as they quickly headed there.
This time, they used Yana's plan, ambushing from the side and continuously killing the aliens emerging from the hive, stirring up chaos inside. The hive sent out various aliens to investigate.
At first, it was just low-level Facehuggers, then Drones, Warriors...
All sorts of alien types came out, increasing in rank, but it was futile—Feng Lin and the others killed them one by one.
A sharp cry echoed from the hive. With its minions being slaughtered, the alien Queen grew furious. Finally, over a dozen heavily armored Praetorians emerged with more than thirty Runners, along with countless other aliens, advancing in force.
Time to act!
The three exchanged glances, seeing the plan had worked.
A small hive could have at most 30 Praetorians.
Praetorians were too powerful, and the small Queen had limited life force; 30 was its reproductive limit.
Now that even the Praetorians, the Queen's core defenders, had been drawn out, the hive's defenses were clearly weakened. When better to sneak in?
It was impossible to leave the hive completely undefended. The Queen's survival was the hive's top priority. No matter how much they lured, no more aliens would come out. There was no need to waste time.
The urgent task was to strike while the hive was vulnerable, charging in with lightning speed to kill the Queen directly.
Feng Lin and the others charged in without concealment, alerting the hive.
Facehuggers surged like a tide, Drones, Warriors, Runners... all kinds of aliens swarmed in.
War God Avatar!
Ares shouted, and battle aura surged from her body, forming a massive half-body giant clad in armor, like a war god from myth. Its spear thrust forward, unstoppable, piercing through the aliens.
Soul-Destroying Golden Arrow!
Yana's eyes flashed with golden light, unleashing a mental storm that swept through, slaying the minds of the aliens.
The three advanced like an unstoppable tank into the hive's interior, charging straight for the Queen.
"Open!" Ares shouted, and the divine avatar's spear swept horizontally, carving a path through the sea of aliens.
Feng Lin didn't stop, iron rod in hand, charging deep into the hive, where he saw a Queen covered in tentacles and claws.
Threatened, three Praetorians screeched and lunged at him.
Feng Lin's iron rod swept out, rapidly expanding, smashing them into pulp with immense force.
Their sleek, strong bodies, hard carapaces, and swift speed were nothing before him.
His life force was three times that of these Praetorians, and as a body-strengthened type, his speed and power completely overwhelmed them.
In the blink of an eye!
Feng Lin killed them all with one blow and lunged at the Queen.
Countless tentacles and claws tore at him.
With experience from previous Queen battles, Feng Lin spun the iron rod in his hand into a circle, forming an impenetrable barrier that blocked all attacks.
The Queen's abdominal ovipositor writhed, spawning terrifying monsters that swarmed like demon claws, trying to tear Feng Lin apart.
Feng Lin didn't bother with them. Merging body and rod, he spun like a top, like a whirlwind, sweeping the monsters away and suddenly appearing behind the Queen.
"Grow!"
With a sharp shout, the iron rod grew with the wind, pressing against the Queen's body and rising continuously, like a pillar holding up the sky, crashing through the mountaintop with a roar.
A huge hole opened in the hive's roof, earth and stone collapsing, and intense radiation poured in.
The Queen's massive body was fully exposed to the scorching sun, losing moisture, soon to be dried into a husk.
Though the alien Queen had strong life force, it was mainly in its reproductive ability; its physical defense was weaker than smaller aliens.
With the Queen dead, the other aliens lost their will to fight.
Feng Lin and the others repeated their tactic, slaughtering wildly, harvesting another 47,600 points, taking the lead in the point-grabbing battle.
After a brief rest to recover, they continued hunting aliens, wiping out two more small hives in a day, seemingly tireless.
In the constant battles with the Queens, Feng Lin grew more enlightened about the true essence of the Great Sage Staff Technique, using it with greater power.
His mind became clearer, reaching a wondrous state where his spirit perfectly merged with his gene power, controlling it effortlessly.
Feng Lin realized he had reached the limit of an interstellar cultivator, with no room to advance or retreat.
One more step, and he would enter a brand-new realm!
As the sky darkened, Feng Lin suddenly stopped and said with a light laugh, "That's enough for today! Let's part ways here and meet tomorrow to clear out other hives!"
"What's wrong? Tired from the constant battles?" Yana asked softly.
Feng Lin shook his head. "No! I just need time to break through."
The Greek twins were startled, not expecting him to drop such a bombshell so casually. "You mean...?"
Feng Lin smiled faintly, his gaze looking into the distance with longing, his tone calm yet firm.
"That's right! Next, I'm going to step into the supernatural..."