Smack! Lu Xingshi reached out and caught a strange soul.
The soul's overall structure was exceedingly bizarre, rippling like waves.
The moment it appeared, it tried to burrow into Lu Xingshi's body and seize possession of him.
"Where did this thing come from?" Lu Xingshi had been conducting research when it suddenly popped up with a plop.
"And it's all flat, like it was squashed."
As he spoke, the soul shattered in his hand. Judging from the cracks left by its explosion, it had indeed been forcibly burst apart by some unbearable pressure.
"It's dead. This seems... to be an Interstellar Remnant's soul." Lu Xingshi was utterly dumbfounded and immediately recognized it.
For no other reason than that familiar fluctuation had just surfaced—the world had clearly acted again.
"The Interstellar Remnants intend to retaliate through body-snatching?" Lu Xingshi's expression calmed as several guesses emerged. Nothing more than replacing someone in a high position to gain an advantage.
Lu Xingshi possessed both sufficient status and strength. If they truly replaced him, it would absolutely grant them a tremendous advantage.
But they were dreaming too beautifully.
"Based on the data captured just now, it was roughly equivalent to a third-tier Extraordinary Soldier."
"Even if it wasn't one of their strongest, it was still a core combatant."
As for it being cannon fodder from the bottom ranks? That possibility never entered Lu Xingshi's considerations.
If they could treat elites equivalent to third-tier Extraordinary Soldiers as cannon fodder, they would not need to replace anyone at all—they could simply roll over everything in their path.
With such an enormous gap in strength, only the world personally taking action would give them a chance of winning.
Thus, the most likely possibility was that the Interstellar Remnant soul that had tried to seize him just now