48: That kid's something else, he just wiped out their entire base!
Su Jue stood where he was, feeling the metallic pulse coming from beneath his feet.
In his eyes, there was no excitement, only a layer of icy calm.
This was merely the beginning.
His gaze seemed to pierce through the thick layers of the earth, through the endless starry sky, and finally landed on that azure planet.
Blue Star.
The Wang Family, the Li Family, the Chen Family... Lei Xiaotian... the Lanxia Universe Federation... have you all washed your necks?
I, Su Jue.
Am coming back soon!
...In the following days, Su Jue completely treated Shelter No. 73 as his home.
His daily Life was simple and fulfilling.
In the morning, he went to the Gods Graveyard to "scavenge" and replenish his energy points.
In the afternoon, he went to the giant construction platform to supervise the building progress of his human emperor no. 1.
In the evening, he sat cross-legged next to the base's energy core—that constrained artificial black hole—feeling the laws of Gravity and Space-time while cultivating that fragmented Heart Canon.
This feeling was wonderful.
Cultivating the Heart Canon was not like absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nor was it like comprehending laws.
It was more like... an inward exploration.
A kind of... extreme tempering of one's own will.
According to the technique's description, when Heart Power is cultivated to the limit, one can "make thoughts become reality."
Your will is the law.
Your thoughts are reality.
Of course, Su Jue was still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from that realm.
Right now, he couldn't even be considered a beginner.
Every time he cultivated, he felt as if his soul was being placed on an invisible grindstone, repeatedly crushed, pulverized, and then reconstructed.
That kind of pain was ten thousand times more intense than any physical torture.
But the results were also significant.
He could clearly feel that his mental power was skyrocketing at an incredible speed.
Previously, when he used the system to analyze things, he would feel dizzy after just a short while.
Now, he could continuously "eat" in the Gods Graveyard for an entire day without feeling tired.
Moreover, he was becoming more and more adept at controlling the various law powers within his body.
Most importantly, the the human emperors call mark deep within his soul seemed to have become a tiny bit more active due to the cultivation of the Heart Canon.
Although it was only a tiny bit, it gave him hope.
"Phew..."
Su Jue slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and withdrew from his cultivation state.
He opened his system panel to check his recent "achievements."
[Name: Su Jue]
[Race: Human (Beginner Datafied Dragon Body)]
[Realm: True Essence Realm Fourth Layer (Perfect Foundation)]
[Technique: Everything Analysis System, Heart Canon (Beginner 0.1%)]
[Divine Abilities: Soul Harvest (Beginner), Life Siphon (Beginner), Decay Aura (Beginner), Wind and Thunder Battle Armor (Beginner), Dimensional Warehouse (10,000 cubic meters)]
[Law Affinity: Destruction (6.01%), Life (5.01%), time (3.002%), Death (0.1%), Wood (0.5%), Decay (22.5%), Wind (3%), Thunder (3%), Ice (5%), Space (5.5%), Gravity (0.01%), Data (10%)...]
[Special Mark: the human emperors call (Not Activated)]
[energy points: 1,254,780,000 points]
[Comprehensive Evaluation: A... Scavenger King who sits on a mountain of gold yet remains passionate about scavenging.]
Scavenger King?!
The corner of Su Jue's mouth twitched.
Fine, I really am poor.
"King, the main skeleton of your human emperor no. 1 is 97% complete. It is estimated that neural connection testing can be conducted in twelve standard hours."
The voice of prometheus sounded at the right time.
"Understood."
Su Jue stood up and patted the dust off his buttocks.
It was time to go see his "new body"... Ten Thousand Dragon Fortress, Time Garden.
In front of the huge spatial magic mirror, Ao Yuan and Elizabeth had been maintaining the same posture, watching for several days.
Their expressions had gone from initial shock, worry, and bewilderment... to the current... numbness.
Complete numbness.
In the image, their precious son—who they thought was still undergoing a "Life-and-Death trial"—was currently sitting on the shoulder of a terrifyingly ferocious steel giant hundreds of meters tall, dangling his short little legs.
And beneath his feet was an unimaginably vast underground factory.
Countless mechanical arms were frantically assembling various war machines.
Production lines, like greedy behemoths, swallowed massive amounts of resources and then spat out cold killing weapons.
The entire scene was filled with the violent aesthetics of steel, fire, and post-apocalyptic style.
"Wife..."
Ao Yuan's dragon shadow spoke gloomily.
"Do you think... our son's trial is a bit... beyond the scope?"
Elizabeth did not speak.
Her golden dragon pupils, capable of seeing through the long river of time, were also filled with complexity at this moment.
Beyond the scope?
This was more than just beyond the scope!
This was practically tearing up the exam paper, writing his own set of questions, and kidnapping the teacher while he was at it!
Her original plan was to let Su Jue experience the helplessness of having his law powers suppressed in that technological wasteland, thereby stimulating the deeper human potential within him.
The result?
This kid was something else; he just took over their home base!
Not only did he take an AI as a subordinate, but he was also eating their civilization's heritage like meals, and now he had even pulled together a steel army!
This is called a trial?
This is freaking called an inspection tour while inheriting billions in family assets!
"Ahem..."
Ao Yuan looked at his wife's icy dragon face and knew he had said the wrong thing.
He quickly changed the subject, pointing at the giant mecha being built in the image and boasting with a face full of pride:
"But then again, as expected of my son!"
"Look at this, look at this aesthetic!"
"These ferocious lines, these massive cannon barrels, this silhouette full of power!"
"It's simply... simply a perfect Steel Demonic Dragon!"
"If he drives this out and just stands there, who would dare to be defiant?!"
Elizabeth glanced at him and snorted coldly.
"Brute."
In her view, such big, dark, and crude things were full of primitivity and barbarism, with no aesthetic value to speak of.
They were far less elegant than the butterflies made of Time Sands in her Time Garden.
However, she also had to admit.
Su Jue seemed to have truly walked a path... that none of them had expected.
A path that did not belong to the Dragon Race, nor completely to the Human Race.
A path that belonged only to himself... "King, neural connection is ready."
"Please enter the cockpit."
The voice of prometheus pulled Su Jue's thoughts back.
He leaped down from the shoulder of human emperor no. 1.
His body was caught by a gentle traction force in mid-air and slowly delivered into the cockpit in the mecha's chest.
The interior of the cockpit was not filled with various complex instruments and buttons as one might imagine.