This guy suddenly leapt into the air and spun, instantly shrinking his body just enough to squeeze through the gap between two trees...

Kevin Walker was furious: "Damn it, I said you were clever and you really dared to come..."

No matter how closely Kevin Walker watched its jumps, at this moment his mental energy was also constantly monitoring the surroundings. He hurriedly let go, and immediately dropped down.

"Ptui..." The long-necked bouncing beast that had squeezed between the two trees actually turned its head and spat at Kevin Walker, then, while still in midair, stepped on a tree and instantly leapt away. The feeling was just like the martial arts masters described in wuxia novels from the prehistoric era—except for the spitting part.

Seeing that things were temporarily safe, Kevin Walker could only give the creature the finger, not caring whether it understood or not. Then Kevin Walker immediately drew his dagger and quickly searched for a safe area.

But at times like this, there was no truly safe place. Kevin Walker could only move forward in the direction the long-necked bouncing beast had escaped, doing his best to avoid the densest part of the prehistoric beast tide.

Mars was unimaginably vast, and the passage left behind after the prehistoric starry sky behemoth was killed wouldn't last long. Once the rampaging prehistoric beasts started to thin out and weren't so concentrated, things would get a bit better.

That was the plan, but this area was exactly where the beast tide was spreading out. Along the way, whenever Kevin Walker heard or saw a larger prehistoric beast from afar, he would avoid it. If the smaller ones could be left alone, he would leave them alone—after all, it seemed like everyone was in a hurry to escape.

But there were always some that weren't so friendly, including the one that had kicked Kevin Walker at the very start. Just trying to survive, Kevin Walker had already gone through more than a dozen battles in a day and two nights, and twice had barely escaped with his life.

At this moment, there was only one thought in Kevin Walker's mind: get back to base. But what had previously seemed not so far—just a few hundred li that he could cover in a day—now felt like two different worlds.

He no longer dared to run recklessly, and certainly couldn't keep moving in a straight line. In the constant fighting, he had changed direction and circled back countless times.

Finally, he found a person-sized crevice in a rock wall, squeezed in, and could rest for a moment. Kevin Walker didn't dare to fully relax, but he still felt an almost overwhelming exhaustion.

Only now did Kevin Walker have the energy to check his sea of consciousness. It would have been better not to look—when he did, he saw the little Taiji figure actually using the star core as a bed, sitting cross-legged on top of it in perfect form.

"Hey, Little Tyler, do you have any humanity at all? Any conscience? I swear, you were born with a black heart. I've been risking my life for your star core, and you just sit there cultivating without a care in the world? Are you really not afraid that if I die, you'll disappear too?"

"Hmph, if I weren't suppressing your sea of consciousness, how could you possibly operate the Kunlun Technique anytime, anywhere—even during battle?"

"If I didn't cultivate on this star core and transfer some of its power to you, do you think you could keep running the Kunlun Technique at full speed while fleeing, fighting, and even eating?"

"And when you jumped onto that long-necked bouncing beast, you actually dared to use your sea of consciousness! If I hadn't used the star core's power to help you suppress it, you'd have gone insane. If you have any conscience, if you're a man, you should repent!"

Looking at the proud and cold Little Tyler in his sea of consciousness—who, for once, actually explained things in detail—Kevin Walker suddenly realized something.

When he was on the long-necked bouncing beast, in order to heal his internal injuries and have more explosive power while escaping, he really hadn't thought about anything except running the Kunlun Technique the whole time.

He hadn't even considered that using his mental power so intensely in that instant could have such consequences.

And another thing—Kunlun Technique? Wasn't he cultivating the Original True Solution? How did it become the Kunlun Technique...

If Little Tyler hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have noticed. Now, running it again, he found that the original... Kunlun Technique in his body was much stronger than at the start—comparable to what an ordinary person would achieve after a month or two of steady cultivation.

Carefully checking and recalling the changes along the way, even though it had only been a day and two nights, his physical constitution had improved by nearly fifty percent. And this was after he had already started cultivating and should have reached the first-level constitution.

Normally, when people cultivate and gather power to run their techniques, even if the Original True Solution is stable, the power supply can be insufficient, too forceful, or unstable due to shocks. If the power flows into the wrong meridian during operation, even if it doesn't kill you instantly, long-term injury and a lengthy recovery are almost inevitable.

Simply put, that's called going berserk.

Chapter Six: Playing with Fire Ends Badly

Above Mars' orbit, the Fifth Interstellar Fleet had already made several attempts, including the aggressive assault strategy repeatedly proposed by Bruce, but none had worked well.

At this point, even Bruce Ord had quieted down. First, his ideas had just been tried; second, Earth United Command was already aware of the situation, so there wasn't much point in him rushing into Mars.

Meanwhile, aboard the flagship of the Fifth Interstellar Fleet, Emily Thompson was temporarily acting as captain, continuously issuing orders.

"The latest attack shows this defense has counterattack capabilities. The power is still unknown. Command, please send decryption experts as soon as possible..."