“Beep! Gavin Brooks, Logan Foster’s data has been recorded.”

“Swordsman level six? Great Swordsman, Swordsman level eight—so this is the cultivation system of this world?”

After recording some basic information, Ethan Brooks’s attention shifted to the so-called swordsman ranks.

“Yvonne Brooks is only a level six swordsman, yet her danger level actually reaches four. Logan Foster is swordsman level eight, and Gavin Brooks is even a Great Swordsman. Then their danger levels... Number Two, run a simulation!”

“Twelve seconds required for simulation, calculating... Beep, calculation complete. Logan Foster, swordsman level eight, danger level six, error rate 34.82%. Gavin Brooks, Great Swordsman, danger level eight, error rate 71.52%! To reduce the error rate, please improve the database.”

“Danger level eight!”

Ethan Brooks drew in a sharp breath.

A danger level of eight—such an existence could absolutely destroy an entire army. If such a terrifyingly dangerous being entered a small town without military presence, they would be fully capable of slaughtering tens of thousands!

“The humans of this world, without relying on machinery or mechs, can actually develop their physical abilities to such an extent... Wait! My swordsman level... four? Cultivation technique ‘Cloud Sea Tide Rising Art’... Number Two, activate the technique and analyze its characteristics.”

“Beep! Analyzing... Analysis complete. This technique can greatly stimulate life potential, improve physical constitution, and enhance physical abilities. When cultivated to the limit, it can cause an evolution in the level of life, extend lifespan, and allow the physical body to tear apart mechs... Final value estimate—32 million credits.”

“Tear apart mechs with the body! Value estimate: 32 million!”

The result of the evaluation sent a shock through Ethan Brooks’s heart.

Chapter 2: The Azure Sky Above

“32 million credits!”

Ethan Brooks felt a sharp pang in his heart.

He had never seen so much money in his entire life.

Even though he was a graduate of Xinghua University, and an elite student at that, fully qualified to enter the upper echelons of society, after graduation, he would have been satisfied just to find a job with an annual salary of 100,000 credits.

In other words, relying on his own efforts, it would take him 320 years to save up 32 million credits—and that’s assuming he didn’t eat, drink, or spend anything at all.

“To develop the potential of the body, evolve the level of life, extend lifespan, and at the limit, tear apart mechs with the flesh... No wonder the danger level of human life in this world is so high!”

It took quite a while for Ethan Brooks to recover from the shock brought by the 32 million credits.

After the shock faded, his mind gradually calmed down.

Coming from an ordinary background, he was able to cultivate into a level nine psychic, become one of the top hundred students at one of the Federation’s ten most prestigious universities—Xinghua University—relying on nothing but his ability to always keep a cool head.

“Is there any detailed memory about the cultivation system?”

“Memory is incomplete. The current memory divides swordsmen into levels one through nine. After level nine comes Great Swordsman, after Great Swordsman comes Swordmaster. Achieving Swordmaster extends lifespan by two hundred years. Above Swordmaster, there is a vague concept: Sword Sovereign. Sword Sovereign can extend lifespan by a thousand years. Specific memories about the Sword Sovereign stage are missing and cannot be located.”

“A thousand years! To live a thousand years! Isn’t that basically a god!?”

Humans, cultivating to become gods!?

For a moment, as Ethan Brooks had just arrived in an unknown star system and on a strange planet, his fear was quietly dispelled, replaced by a profound shock at this world’s physical cultivation system.

“The concept is vague. For specific answers, please supplement the database.”

“Gods! Humans, possessing the power of gods!”

Ethan Brooks felt the basic qualities of this body, clearly much stronger than his original one. Though he remained calm inside, his blood was already faintly boiling.

“To think... human life can actually be cultivated to such a terrifying level! Even the greatest psychics in the Federation can’t live a thousand years.”

Suppressing his urge to immediately perfect the database and learn more about this world, Ethan Brooks forced himself to calm down once again.

But as he calmed himself, a memory flashed in his mind—the moment when a starstorm struck and caused the warship’s disaster...

Vaguely, he seemed to hear a voice, vast and mighty, echoing through his entire soul and the starry sky.

“The azure sky above.”

Ethan Brooks murmured to himself.

After those four words, the starry sky before his eyes was swept by the storm, and everything was destroyed.

Machinery failed, every visible star collapsed, the dimensions of the universe were severely damaged, and countless black holes filled his vision...

And then...

It must have been under the sweep of the starstorm that he appeared in the outer space of this planet. When his consciousness returned, the warship was already on the verge of crashing. He was the only survivor to escape in an escape pod, but because it was a high-risk ejection, he still couldn’t save his own life in the end—the damaged pod exploded, blowing him to pieces.

Fortunately, his spirit was strong. Under the protection of his soul chip, he seized the body of a human, thus ensuring the survival of his soul.