Read Novel Full Chapter 718 - 394: 7th Life: Mecha Mastery, Career Path!
Chapter 718: Chapter 394: 7th Life: Mecha Mastery, Career Path!
Qiuye City.
Bus stop.
When Lu Yuan saw the transparent panel appearing in front of him, he couldn’t help but be taken aback.
"Even the wound I accidentally fell on just now can be healed in advance?"
Is this the heaven-defying nature of reversing cause and effect?
Lu Yuan glanced at Father Lu and Mother Lu, who were waiting for the bus, and suppressed the urge to immediately use his talent.
There were too many people outside, it wouldn’t be too late to use "Reverse Cause and Effect" when he got home.
After a while.
A sea-blue smart driverless bus slowly stopped at a station by the roadside.
On the outside,
this bus was not much different from the buses of the 21st century.
However, the mottled paint, small advertisement papers plastered on the seats, and the creaking noise it made while driving,
all told Lu Yuan that the bus had been in use probably longer than he had been alive.
The bus cabin was quite empty, with only four or five passengers.
These passengers were all without exception wearing worn-out clothes, with sallow and numb faces, evidently residents of the suburban neighborhood.
Lu Yuan dropped a coin for the fare and found a random window seat to sit down.
As the driverless bus entered the road, he watched the scenery speed backwards outside the window, his mind began to fill with memories about this world.
Based on the information he had encountered in his sixteen years living in this world.
The current location, Qiuye City, was one of the six satellite cities affiliated with Xinghua City.
This city was mainly used to accommodate various low-end industry factories and a large number of low-level workers and unemployed people, with the level of technology lagging at least several centuries behind the current era.
This also meant,
that newborn babies born in Qiuye City were starting from hell and might as well consider a restart.
"To make matters worse, I even awakened a top-grade spirit root."
Lu Yuan recalled the records about spirit roots in his mind and couldn’t help but sigh.
According to Star Alliance’s classification of spirit root quality.
All spirit roots could roughly be divided into five types: lower grade, middle grade, top grade, top grade, and celestial spirit root.
The higher the quality of the spirit root, the stronger the cultivation talent, but the demand for spiritual energy would also reach an absurd level.
But knowledge in literature is poor, wealth in martial arts is rich.
If he had been born in those cultivation stars abundant in spiritual energy, he might have been able to achieve something.
But the spiritual energy on Hulao Star was extremely scarce, not much different from a dead star.
Under these circumstances.
It was as difficult as reaching the heavens for Lu Yuan to obtain enough spirit stones for cultivation.
Especially for someone from a poor, bottom-level family like him.
Studying well, striving to get into a military school, joining the Star Guard Army reserves, and becoming a qualified Martial Artist was the only way out.
"Martial Artist, Mecha Master, Spiritualist, Cultivator, Spiritual Mind Master... seems this world is more fascinating than I imagined."
Lu Yuan murmured thoughtfully.
Although the Celestial Divine Race monopolized ninety-nine percent of the spiritual energy and cultivation resources, life finds a way.
Furthermore, dark energy was rapidly spreading across the ten thousand realms, even this eight-star world couldn’t remain unaffected.
Even though the Celestial Divine Race was desperately sealing off the entire world,
the dark origin was ubiquitous, capable of infiltrating into this world through the dark side of human nature.
Silently,
it could corrupt countless races and creatures, turning them into dark alien races!
No matter how strong the Celestial Divine Race was, how could they possibly resist the rapidly spreading dark origin, like a virus, by themselves?
They had no choice but to release some restrictions, forced to yield some benefits and resources, allowing all races of the cosmos to once again embark on the path of cultivation.
When chaos brought death and despair, it also provided a ladder for countless bottom-level races to rise.
This originally stagnant world once again teemed with vitality, evolving a multitude of cultivation systems and pathways to advance.
And among them, the cheapest and most suitable to be used as cannon fodder was none other than Martial Artists.
Lu Yuan carefully sorted through the information in his mind, gaining a rough understanding of this world.
The Celestial Divine Race guarded against cultivators with utmost vigilance, allowing no loose cultivators to appear except for a few cultivation forces that pledged allegiance.
But when it came to Martial Artists, the restrictions were much more relaxed.
The Star Alliance, led by the Celestial Divine Race, not only didn’t prohibit Martial Artists but instead strongly recommended many poor descendants choose this path.
After all, compared to other cultivation systems,
Martial Artists required less investment and yielded quick results, undoubtedly the most cost-effective and favored by the Star Realm Army.
Of course.
Not all Martial Artists were mere cannon fodder.
If someone could carve a path out of the battlefield, they could still stand out.
Like those Martial Saints and Martial Gods revered by countless people, they walked this path.
Ordinary people mainly had two ways to become Martial Artists.
The first way was to get into a military school, becoming a reserve for the Star Realm Army, where they could receive abundant resources and combat skills for free.
The second way was to pay exorbitant tuition to join forces like martial academies, thereby acquiring the combat skills and cultivation techniques needed to become a Martial Artist.
But the latter was exceedingly expensive, already beyond the limits of what bottom-level citizens could afford.
In comparison,
the first way was undoubtedly the only hope for bottom-level transcendence.
That’s why Father Lu was so concerned about Lu Yuan being expelled from school.
As Lu Yuan immersed himself in his thoughts, time flew by.
"Dear passengers, we have arrived at the Suburban Neighborhood Station, please be careful when opening the door, passengers getting off please exit through the back door."
An hour later.
As the voice announcement sounded, the driverless bus slowly stopped at the station.
Lu Yuan followed Lu Mountain and his wife off the bus, and a dirty, messy, and rundown neighborhood immediately came into view.