Fang Xing

Stellar Calendar 717.

Chuying Star, Maple Leaf City, Yucai High School, Class 1 Grade 2.

"At the beginning of the Celestial Era, humanity entered the Interstellar Age. The first lightspeed spacecraft, Explorer, discovered Thundercloud Star, confirming the existence of extraterrestrial intelligent life. The third kind of contact began..."

History teacher Lan Fei wore a fitted black blazer over her upper body, with long legs clad in stockings below. A breathtaking curve dipped at her chest, and the expanse of smooth, snowy-white skin on display made quite a few boys swallow unconsciously.

Even Fang Xing, who had been slacking off and daydreaming, had to admit that she was a knockout—the kind who hit the sweet spot in most teenage boys' hearts.

For most boys just beginning to awaken to romance, a mature beauty was clearly more popular than a cute little girl.

Lan Fei's voice was mellow, yet seemed to carry a trace of gravity as she continued. "Thus began the age of great interstellar discovery. That same year, the Blue Star Federation was founded, and humanity entered its most glorious and brilliant era, until..."

Her eyes rippled as she called on him. "Student Fang Xing, please tell everyone about Great Disaster Day."

Fang Xing jolted and stood up. "Yes, Teacher."

He looked only sixteen or seventeen, of average height and slim build. Dressed in Yucai High School's white uniform shirt, he had the vitality and freshness unique to youth, though his eyes held a trace of confusion and unease.

I... transmigrated...

A storm raged in Fang Xing's heart. He had originally been an ordinary office worker on Earth, run ragged every day by his heavy workload. His only hobby had been reading novels. Yet one day, exhausted from reading, he had fallen asleep—and when he woke up, he was sitting in a classroom.

The realistic surroundings and the extra set of memories in his mind left him feeling deeply conflicted.

Fortunately, he had always had strong nerves. He had kept his expression unchanged, quietly observing and digesting the memories, but the teacher had unexpectedly noticed something was off.

I thought the daydreaming skills I honed in college had reached Peak Perfection. Who knew I'd still get caught by a teacher in the future... Blue Star Federation? Is this Earth's future? Did I transmigrate to another world, or into the future?

Fang Xing was full of questions, but the boy beside him poked him, making him collect himself and answer according to the knowledge in his memories.

"Great Disaster Day originated in Celestial Era 112. At that time, the Blue Star Federation had already discovered over a hundred life-bearing planets. Interstellar exploration had become the most popular activity, and every interstellar explorer was a household-name celebrity, successful and famous. Humanity freely enjoyed the fruits of interstellar exploration, while all kinds of technology exploded in development... Everything resembled a golden age, until November 1, when the interstellar explorer Clin discovered Quanrong Star. The Quanrong Race there was warlike and exceptionally crazed. They directly slaughtered the entire fleet, cracked Blue Star's coordinates from the Smart Brain, and launched war against the Blue Star Federation..."

"In 119, the Blue Star Federation's army pushed back to Quanrong Star, and the Quanrong Race was defeated... But when our military cleared out their sacrificial temples, we discovered that those bloody, crazed beings, who nevertheless possessed advanced technology—a complete contradiction—were merely servants of another interstellar race, the Ross Race. And above the Ross Race, there existed something even more terrifying!"

"Humanity faced an even crueler trial. The Federation entered an age of war that stretched on for centuries. Later, after a vote by Federation citizens, the Omniscient Brain passed the resolution designating November 1 as Great Disaster Day..."

Fang Xing spoke fluently.

"Very good. Please take your seat, student..."

Lan Fei gave Fang Xing a look that said, "You passed." Her voice turned exceedingly solemn. "We once believed that the dominant races of the universe were civilized, like the Giant Rock Race and the Wood God Star People discovered before them. But after Great Disaster Day, we learned that madness was the true norm in the dark forest of the universe. The Quanrong Race and the beings behind them are the true cancer of the cosmos!"

"Over centuries of war, our Blue Star Federation paid an agonizing price. Even so, our civilization has never yielded to those Extraterrestrial Evil Gods!"

After sitting down, Fang Xing still felt somewhat dazed.

He looked at the textbook in his hand. It appeared to be made of ordinary paper, yet had no weight at all and carried a futuristic feel. It was clearly a projection.

And written across the cover was a line of text—Alien Species Guide!

He flipped through it and found the page on the Quanrong Race. The illustration was extremely blurry, seemingly deliberately processed. Judging from the outline, they looked somewhat like dog-headed humanoids.

There was also a note beneath it—Lower Servant-class!

Several pages after the Quanrong Race was a shadowy figure like a mass of black mist, labeled as the Ross Race, Upper Family-class!

"Evil God Kin..."

Fang Xing murmured inwardly.

Within the depths of the universe existed Extraterrestrial Evil Gods, standing above countless alien vassal races, lurking between profound dimensions, and keeping company with terror and madness!

They were incomparably terrifying and powerful—the mortal enemies of the Blue Star Federation and other higher alien civilizations!

Even some of their vassal races and servants wielded enough power to destroy a primary civilization!

However, these Extraterrestrial Evil Gods were not entirely invincible. Otherwise, the Blue Star Federation would have long since been exterminated.

Fang Xing turned Alien Species Guide to its final page, and before his eyes appeared a star that seemed to have gone dark.

The description beside it stated—

Star Devourer Realm. Its true body was a star. It was the first Extraterrestrial Evil God killed by the Blue Star Federation. Rank—Lower Ruler!

Lower? Do Extraterrestrial Evil Gods have ranks too? The Federation must have put it in a textbook to boost morale, but this "extinguished star" definitely isn't its true appearance. They say that most Extraterrestrial Evil Gods possess an "unseeable" nature—one glimpse is enough to shatter a human mind... Even their subordinate vassal races have similar memes that spread madness. Scientists speculate that this manifestation of an Authority or domain of "blind idiocy" may be related to a shared source or object of worship... But that theory is despairing. It means that above the Extraterrestrial Evil Gods, there may be an even higher existence, something akin to a Creator...

Fang Xing pondered in silence.

Just then, the bell rang.

"That's all for today's lesson. Goodbye, students..."

At the front of the classroom, the curvaceous Lan Fei smiled and waved. Her figure immediately turned illusory and vanished.

"Ah, another projection..."

Liu Wei beside him let out a wail.

Fang Xing watched the textbook in his hand dissipate as well and nodded inwardly.

The Federation's teachers and teaching tools now all used projection technology, but their realism far surpassed so-called 3D.

Liu Wei was the same age as him and had been the former Fang Xing's deskmate and friend. His hairline was slightly high, and his face was dotted with acne.

Looking at Fang Xing, he complained, "I really don't get it. Didn't the Federation announce that the Learning Device, which can directly implant knowledge, was successfully developed ages ago? Why do we still have to come to school? It's cutting into our work hours. I want to pay off my loan early and buy the place I'm living in now..."

Fang Xing sighed. "Mainly because the upcoming Martial Arts Class requires in-person teaching. Not even projected real people will do. After all, the elusive Martial Will is a problem that even current technology struggles to solve. The human mind is more complicated than any science... Besides, using consciousness implantation to learn ordinary knowledge has some safety and ethical issues. If heretics with malicious intentions tampered with teaching materials, the consequences would be disastrous..."

"Ethics, heh... What ethics can beings like us biochemical humans possibly have?"

Liu Wei spread his hands, looking thoroughly speechless.

Recalling the background of the former owner of this body, who shared his name, Fang Xing fell silent.

As technology developed, humanity's views on reproduction had continually changed.

Along with the pressure of war, aging populations, and declining birth rates... after Great Disaster Day, the Blue Star Federation passed a series of laws encouraging citizens to donate eggs and sperm. The state would randomly pair them, gestate the embryos to term in Incubation Pods, and raise them collectively.

Such people were called biochemical humans, while those still carried for ten months and born according to ancient custom were Natural Humans.

So I went with the flow and was born an orphan?

When Fang Xing browsed through that memory, his heart was filled with complaints.

Still, it's basically just IVF, cultivated outside the body for ten months... The Federation has some conscience, at least. They didn't go for cloning or genetic modification. Thinking about it carefully, the original Fang Xing's parents might still be alive—perhaps they even hold high positions in the Federation...

Why high positions?

Naturally, because the more outstanding the genes, the more valuable they were to cultivate!

If those people in his past life who underwent artificial insemination had a choice, they would certainly hope to select the superior genes of Nobel Prize winners or even Olympic champions.

What Fang Xing truly found tragic was that he owed the Federation an enormous "child-rearing fee" from the moment he was born. It was equivalent to being saddled with a loan at birth. If he failed to pay it off by adulthood, he would be forcibly assigned work to repay the debt—most likely serving as a soldier on the front lines...

Just as he was complaining inwardly, the classroom environment changed drastically!

Teaching tools such as textbooks, paper, and pens vanished at once. The desks and chairs automatically sank into the floor, revealing a smooth surface.

Before long, a tall, thirty-year-old Asian man with bulging muscles strode into the classroom. He wore a thin army-green shirt darkened with sweat.

The moment Fang Xing met his gaze, a chill ran through him.

This man is definitely no projection. He's a real living person, and a very formidable martial artist... Right, he's Fang Xing's martial arts teacher, Xia Long. I wonder what realm of martial artist he is?

In this world, Blue Star's Ancient Martial Arts gained a different kind of vitality after coming into contact with the universe's advanced technology, becoming one of humanity's most widespread paths of evolution. Martial artists also became the most common profession...

Fang Xing lowered his eyelids, but anticipation rose in his heart.

It's been a while, readers. As I wrote this chapter, I was filled with emotions. I'm truly sorry that the new book took so long. Since my daughter was born last year, things suddenly became much busier. My wife is also sensitive, and we went through three maternity nurses. In the end, we decided to care for the baby ourselves. Then the little one's eczema kept coming back, leaving us overwhelmed... I'm truly sorry to have kept you waiting so long. I hope to repay everyone with a good story this time. Finally, please save it to your library, vote with recommendations and Monthly Passes—please!