The gene Origin Energy that ordinary people might have needed months or even years of grueling cultivation to condense had quietly come into being just like that. The gap between ordinary people and geniuses was especially apparent in the extraordinary world.
Without anyone noticing, large numbers of young geniuses emerged in every field of the Empire. The talents suppressed by their pure Soul Bodies had been unleashed as soon as they reincarnated.
Again and again, they inadvertently reshaped humanity's understanding of the pinnacle of their respective fields, laying a firmer foundation for an age of prosperity.
The Lord of War slowly withdrew his gaze. Just moments ago, his divine nature had stirred and found a promising young talent. Perhaps the future flourishing of the Origin Martial Way would depend on him.
After looking away, he turned his attention to deep space. Not long ago, the Empire had encountered an unexpected major problem: a Star Fleet on an external colonization mission had been intercepted by an NPC Titan Fleet.
The ones intercepting the Colony Ship were "old acquaintances"—the Orks.
That's right, the green skins.
Before the Empire's Colony Ship conquered the Triangulum River System, dozens of Ork Starships had already left the galaxy and become nomadic fleets.
The fleet the Colony Ship had encountered now was one of them. The only thing that had left the Gods feeling troubled was the sheer size of the green-skinned fleet blocking their way.
"Seven Ork Titan Ships. Four of them should have been rebuilt from NPC Titans they destroyed." Wei Peng glanced over the fleet, and his divine nature automatically made its assessment.
"Looks like those green skins haven't been idle all these years."
A massive fleet of seven Ork Titans posed a deadly threat to the Colony Ship. Fortunately, the Ork fleet's weapons