127: Chapter 127 The First Interaction with Cang

When he returned to the Public Domain of the Spirit Energy Universe, the notification messages had piled up to an exaggerated extent.

They came from the Tianzhi Race, various races ranked high on the combat power leaderboard, and countless civilizations whose names he could not recognize.

Every message was worded respectfully, with an extremely humble stance.

He clicked to scan through them.

The phrasing varied, but the meaning was surprisingly uniform.

Invitations, cooperation, and hopes to establish direct contact with Chen Mo.

Chen Mo did not reply immediately.

He first examined the specific content of a few messages.

The phrasing of the Yaojing Race was as precise as a draft contract, with each proposal accompanied by conditions, expected returns, and risk assessments.

The message from the Bee Emperor Race had only one sentence: "The Hive is willing to follow the strong."

Chen Mo finished reading all the messages.

The reactions of these races were within his expectations.

Sector 18,460,000 was the outermost region of the Spirit Energy Universe, and the Spiritual Energy Revival had only just begun; even communication between civilizations within the region had not yet formally started.

At this stage, every race knew exactly what a system pioneer ranked in the top 101 of the Trial Tower meant.

Being able to progress so far shortly after the Spiritual Energy Revival itself proved that Chen Mo's strength and talent far exceeded their previous imagination.

The races also knew that this might be the only chance their civilizations would have for ascension in this lifetime.

The great tide of the Spirit Energy Universe was still ahead.

The competition mechanisms between regions, resource allocation, and Secret Realm access rights—all of these were tied to a core logic.

The number of strong individuals and the development level of the system directly determined how many resources the entire region could obtain.

In the subsequent changes, only such a strong person could lead them.

Chen Mo pondered for a moment.

This is a good thing.

He could take this opportunity to learn about what lay ahead in the Spirit Energy Universe through these races.

The Tianzhi Race shared a lot of knowledge in the Public Domain, but there were inevitably trade-offs in what was shared publicly.

Truly valuable information—content involving regional competition, high-level Realms, and the distribution of Secret Realms—could only be accessed after establishing direct contact.

He contacted Cang directly.

The message was brief.

"I am Chen Mo."

Tianzhi Race home planet.

Cang was standing in that galaxy woven from energy, the crystal core at the center of his brow flickering slightly.

The moment Chen Mo's message popped up on the channel, the crystal core at the center of Cang's brow suddenly shone brightly.

It took him a full 0.3 seconds to suppress his fluctuations; for a super-intelligent life form whose thought units were measured in picoseconds, this was an extremely rare loss of composure.

He replied.

"Hello, great powerhouse."

Chen Mo was slightly surprised when he saw the reply.

This was not quite like the Cang he had imagined.

In the Public Domain, the Tianzhi Race always maintained a detached stance.

Sharing knowledge for free, not participating in inefficient debates, and using elegant and restrained phrasing.

As the most active existence among the Tianzhi Race, Cang had always given Chen Mo the impression of being a calm and detached observer, standing at a higher dimension and overlooking the evolution of the entire region.

The title "great powerhouse" was too direct.

Cang's call request followed immediately.

Chen Mo agreed.

A virtual space of the Spirit Energy Universe was generated between them.

In the pure white space, there were only two chairs, a table, and a uniformly spread soft white light.

The meeting space arranged by the Tianzhi Race was minimalist, with no elements that could distract attention.

The two sat opposite each other.

This was Chen Mo's first face-to-face communication with an extraterrestrial life form.

Cang's form was consistent with the images he had seen in the Public Domain.

Humanoid, about five meters tall, with a slender, translucent white physique, a crystal core slowly opening and closing embedded in the center of his brow, and pupils with a star-pattern structure.

He had no mouth or nose, but his voice was transmitted directly through Mental Energy, as clear as a whisper in one's ear.

Cang spoke first.

His tone carried disbelief.

"Do you really come from a civilization that hasn't even stepped out of its own star system?"

Chen Mo nodded.

"Yes. Our human history is only five thousand years. Technological development has been only a little over two hundred years."

Cang fell silent.

The entire history of human civilization was a mere five thousand years, while the history of the Tianzhi Race was 130 million years.

They had experienced three civilizational collapses, two interstellar migrations, and one collective ascension at the level of consciousness.

The gap in heritage was so large that any comparison lost its meaning.

To think such a strong human could be born.

Perhaps this is what a Genius is.

He collected his thoughts and got to the point.

His voice regained its usual steadiness, while also conveying a sense of solemnity.

"We are contacting you regarding the future of the region."

"There is a competition mechanism between every region, which will officially start after the Regional Genius Tournament."

"All cultivation resources in the region, and even Secret Realms, are related to the subsequent competition results."

"Only the strong can lead the region to obtain more resources."

He looked at Chen Mo.

"And we, the Tianzhi Race, share knowledge in the Public Domain precisely for this."

Chen Mo captured the key point.

"Competition. What exactly does competition between regions refer to?"

Cang replied: "It refers to the number of strong individuals and the development of the system within the region."

His voice had a nuance Chen Mo hadn't heard before, as if describing an ancient rule.

"The Spirit Energy Universe is like a giant testing ground, specifically designed to Cultivate the strong."

He gave an example: "The Diling you defeated—his Empire covers hundreds of thousands of star systems, with a territory spanning 300 million light-years; in the Universe, it is a powerful civilization. And all of this stems from the existence of him alone."

"The most important thing in a region is the strong; the strong remain strong, and only the strong can possess everything."

Chen Mo's gaze was scrutinizing as he looked at Cang.

"Then what do you have?"

Cang had long been prepared with an answer.

"Our region is currently in the initial stage of the Spiritual Energy Revival, and communication between civilizations has not yet formally begun. Our capabilities are of no direct help to the strength you possess."

He did not hide anything and spoke very candidly.

"However, we can provide you with various technologies, collect information from ahead for you, and clear away all trivial matters that hinder your Cultivation."

Chen Mo did not respond.

Cang continued: "You can consider it a gesture of sincerity. The Tianzhi Race has operated in the region the longest and has the most understanding of what lies ahead in the Spirit Energy Universe. You will find this information useful in the future."

Chen Mo stared at Cang.

"Then what do I need to do?"

Cang answered immediately.

"Nothing at all."

His tone was extremely fast, as if he were afraid Chen Mo would misunderstand something.

"You only need to continue to grow stronger. The stronger you are, the more the entire region will benefit. For every rank you rise, the resources the region can fight for in the future could increase by an order of magnitude."

Cang's voice lowered slightly.

"This is all we hope for."

Chen Mo pondered for a moment.

The Tianzhi Race was taking the initiative to assume the role of information collection and technology supply; all he needed to contribute was to continue his Cultivation.

This was something he was doing every day anyway.

The other party's demands completely overlapped with his own direction.

Even if the Tianzhi Race had their own ulterior motives, they were nothing in the face of absolute strength.

So he said directly: "I agree."

Cang was taken aback.

He had, of course, simulated various answers Chen Mo might give.

He just hadn't expected Chen Mo's reply to be so fast and so direct.

No additional conditions, no haggling, no questioning of his motives.

He just agreed like that.

Cang came back to his senses.

"Yes, I will send you all the information collected by the Tianzhi Race shortly."

Chen Mo nodded and stood up.

"I'm leaving."

As his voice fell, he exited the virtual space.

Cang sat alone in place, the crystal core at the center of his brow flickering slowly.