Therefore, in this space, there was a hard-and-fast rule: Veterans could have no more than 50 points in any stat, Reincarnators no more than 100, Conquerors no more than 150, and Immortals no more than 200. Kirk had reached 100 in stamina, and his strength was close to 100. If he couldn't break through the limits, he would be stuck where he was. The space imposed these strict rules to encourage Contractors to keep evolving.
You could choose not to evolve? Just stay where you were?
The space wouldn't erase you for it, true. But don't forget, there were other Contractors here. Evolution was like rowing upstream: if you stood still, others would gain the advantage through competition. Who didn't have a few enemies?
If you got along with everyone in this space, fine. But there were also Space Wars, where people were conscripted by force. People from hostile spaces wouldn't coexist peacefully with you.
Just then, the other members of Kirk's team arrived one after another and started talking with Kirk and Wang Han. There wasn't much time left before their next Space mission.
"How come I don't see Sheva?" Wang Han asked.
"He hasn't shown up once in the past seven days. Seems like he's been practicing in the training grounds the whole time," Little Fatty complained.
Lynn shot him a sidelong glance. "And haven't you been training the whole time too?"
Little Fatty grinned.
Just then, Sheva strode over.
"Has his whole demeanor changed?" Wang Han asked, puzzled.
"Definitely." Sulexi grinned, showing a row of white teeth. "He's already developed a Domain and become a Domain Expert! Congratulations!"
Kirk nodded. "Our team has four Domain Experts now. That's great!"
Sheva came over. After their Previous World, where he had assassinated Jupiter, he'd felt a flicker of insight.