198: Being a stud?

The current owner of Prosperity is Jiang Xiaobai, Jiang Xiaoyu's son, a Star Level, who is now old and frail, with his lifespan nearing its end.

"You mean a senior from a thousand years ago came to the club to guide you all?" Xiaobai stood up excitedly.

"That's right, Boss," the coach said.

"It's Lin Ye, he's Lin Ye! Quickly stop him." Jiang Xiaobai immediately rushed towards the Prosperity Club, disregarding everything else.

"Ah? He's Chief Lin?" The coach was utterly shocked. He had actually been so familiar with such a legendary figure. For a moment, he decided not to wash that shirt today, but to enshrine it.

"Don't just stand there! Stop him!" Jiang Xiaobai was furious with the young man.

"Boss, he's already left."

Jiang Xiaobai paused, feeling somewhat dejected. He had missed such a good opportunity.

He hung up the phone, feeling a bit listless for a moment.

"No, if Chief Lin comes back to visit, he'll definitely go to my father's grave."

Jiang Xiaobai felt it was very likely and immediately took his private airship to his father's grave.

Lin Ye did indeed go to the grave.

As night fell, moonlight spilled over the quiet grave.

Looking at his master, grandmaster, senior sister, and a host of familiar faces, he was filled with mixed emotions.

As he reminisced about the past, a frail and aged Star Level arrived.

"You're Xiaobai?" Lin Ye asked.

He knew Jiang Xiaoyu's son and had met him before, but he hadn't expected him to be so old already.

"Yes, Chief Lin," Jiang Xiaobai said respectfully.

"It's a pity I couldn't see Master one last time," Lin Ye sighed with emotion.

At the grave under the moonlight, Jiang Xiaobai recounted to Lin Ye the changes Prosperity had undergone over the years, the ups and downs of their sect, and the stories of his master and grandmasters. His words were filled with nostalgia for the past.

Lin Ye listened quietly, his gaze profound, as if he could see through everything. When Jiang Xiaobai stated his request, Lin Ye didn't hesitate for a moment; he understood Jiang Xiaobai's intention.

"No problem. Send him to the Star Realm Administration." Lin Ye's voice echoed in the night sky, and his figure gradually disappeared into the moonlight.

Jiang Xiaobai's heart was filled with gratitude. He knew that Lin Ye had always silently supported him, whether in the sect or in this vast universe. He believed that with Lin Ye's help, his descendant would surely thrive in the Star Realm Administration and write their own legend.

At this moment, the grave became exceptionally quiet, with only the shadows of the tombstones swaying gently in the moonlight. Jiang Xiaobai stood up, looking into the distance, his heart filled with anticipation and hope.

Lin Ye returned to the Star Realm Administration. This trip, taking Jiang Xiaobai's descendant as a disciple, was also to look after his master's lineage. He thought that with his care, this line should be able to prosper and flourish.

The one sent was a seventeen-year-old boy. Because of his outstanding talent, he was greatly loved by Jiang Xiaobai, and he was extremely excited at this moment.

The apprenticeship ceremony was grand, which was Lin Ye's way of telling the outside world that this lineage was under his protection.

After taking the disciple, Prosperity, which was originally thought to be on the verge of chaos with Jiang Xiaobai's impending death, completely stabilized.

Aside from handling a few official duties, Lin Ye now spent the rest of his time training this disciple.

Jiang Xiaolu, currently the most outstanding descendant of the Jiang family in terms of talent, had already cultivated a masterful ability at a young age.

Lin Ye also sighed at this; he was eighteen when he obtained his first ability.

And Jiang Xiaolu already had a great-mastery level ability at seventeen.

However, this was also due to policy changes. Nowadays, people can receive their first ability at 12 years old if they qualify.

After thousands of years of optimization, human cultivation talent has greatly improved.

The process of cultivation is a continuous process of evolution. Genes are constantly optimized during this period. The offspring of stronger individuals have stronger genes and more terrifying cultivation talent.

If it's the offspring of a King-level genius, there's even a certain chance that they can inherit the King-level ability they cultivated to their descendants, but this occupies an ability slot, which is different from innate abilities.

However, such inherited abilities are very suitable for people of that bloodline to cultivate, and the cultivation difficulty is much lower.

This is also why King-level geniuses are so popular; they are the best stud horses.

Lin Ye was currently experiencing related troubles.

"Chief Yang, are you kidding me? You want me to be a stud horse?" Lin Ye asked in disbelief.

"Lin Ye, it's not a stud horse, it's called sperm donation. Your talent is so formidable, it would be a pity not to donate," Chief Yang chuckled awkwardly.

He had considered this a thousand years ago, but because Lin Ye became the Galaxy Lord's disciple and needed to go into seclusion for a thousand years, it was ultimately dropped.

"Isn't that the same thing?" Lin Ye's mouth twitched.

He wasn't against using his genes for reproduction, but the premise was normal reproductive behavior.

"Come, come, let me show you our current human reproduction program." Yang Hongyu knew he couldn't rush it. Many young people don't marry or have children, so this required persistent effort.

Yang Hongyu began to introduce Lin Ye to the changes in reproduction over the past thousand years.

After entering the interstellar era, humans became busier. Countless fields awaited human development.

However, the population was completely insufficient, and the willingness to have children was very low. The limit a couple could accept was two children, which made the human high-level officials worry themselves sick.

Thus, another mode of reproduction was born.

Social upbringing.

If you are willing to donate seeds (sperm and eggs), you can get a large sum of money, and your descendants do not need to be raised by you; the Federation covers everything. In terms of social relations, you will not have any contact with the children.

There's such a good thing? So, a group of good men and women rushed to donate.

They could leave descendants without having to raise them themselves, and also gain a large sum of money. This was even more comfortable than being the 'old king next door'.

The Federation, relying on this model, cultivated a large number of newborns.

To ensure the physical and mental health of newborns, professional nannies would be assigned to raise them, providing various emotional values and perfecting the children's inner world.

Humans had just started and hadn't cultivated many, as this thing seemed unreliable, but in the end, it was found that children raised under this professional cultivation model were actually much more excellent than children from ordinary families, and the Federation was overjoyed.

Thus, the social upbringing model was completely rolled out, contributing a large number of citizens to humanity's expansion.

Of course, the traditional reproduction model was not abandoned, as many people were still relatively conservative and wanted to raise their children themselves.

Hearing this, Lin Ye was dumbfounded. No wonder the human population had increased tenfold over the past thousand years; it was because of this thing.

But he still couldn't quite accept it. After all, this idea was too advanced, or was he too conservative?

"If you're not going to use this method, then quickly find a girlfriend! You're already quite old and don't even have a girlfriend," Yang Hongyu urged.

Lin Ye was speechless. Do older single men and women really can't escape the fate of being pressured into marriage?

"Moreover, humanity currently lacks a large population. For the sake of the population, I've even raised a wave of welfare policies. If you can take the lead, this process will definitely be greatly shortened," Yang Hongyu said.

Lin Ye massaged his forehead.