Chapter 69: Primordial Human Race

Chapter 69: Primordial Human Race

"Hear me, children of Earth. I am Freya, the Central Intelligence of the Primordial Human Race. Your species has transcended its trial and proven itself worthy. From this moment forth, you shall be nurtured and uplifted by the Primordial Alliance. Prepare yourselves—for an emissary of our kind shall soon descend upon your world."

This message struck everyone like thunder in their minds. They couldn’t process what the hell was going on. Some even thought, after the earth-shattering battle just now, they were probably too tired to think straight.

Some of the old ones believed they must have gone senile.

But such a tremendous event couldn’t be suppressed. Soon they began sharing their thoughts, and that was how everyone on Earth realized the voice wasn’t a hallucination or an illusion.

On the battlefield, Dragon and Ethan were looking at each other, the same question marks on both their faces.

Ethan asked, "Po, do you perhaps know any Primordial Human Race?"

Po’s voice came instantly, a little agitated. "Boss, where have you heard this name? Your backdated planet shouldn’t have any records about them. I know everything about your planet."

Ethan rolled his eyes. "You’re backdated. Your entire generation is backdated, you fat panda."

But then he told Po about the message.

Po fell silent.

Ethan frowned. "Po?"



Still silence.

"Fatty?"

Then Po’s undeniably excited voice came. "Holy shit, holy shit, boss! You aren’t lying, are you?"

Ethan rolled his eyes again. "Why would I lie to you?"

Po nearly squealed. "The Primordial Human Race is going to contact you? Boss, your planet is going to soar. I’m not letting go of your big, fat thigh!"

Ethan sighed. "Would you stop being such a baby and tell me the details?"

Po took a deep breath. "Yes, boss. The Primordial Human Race is one of the sovereign races in the universe."

"Sovereign race?"

"Yes, boss. You already know the universe contains countless races, but only five races can be called sovereign races. The Primordial Human Race is one of them."

"Sovereign race, huh? What’s so special about them?"

Po said, "What do you know, boss? Even my master isn’t worthy enough to become a powerhouse in a sovereign race. There are many Galactic Lords present in a sovereign race. Above Galactic Lord is the Universe Realm, but even that doesn’t make them sovereign. Above Universe Realm, there is another realm, the ultimate realm—Universal Supreme. They are the ultimate evolution of life in the universe. Any race that has a Supreme watching over them is a sovereign race."

So that was how it was. A huge world opened before Ethan’s eyes. He wanted to roam the cosmos, meet every race, taste their food, and experience their customs—everything.

"So there are five sovereign races in the universe? Did that mean five Supremes are present in the universe?

Po said, "Not really. The Primordial Human Race has seven Supremes."

"Seven? Do you know the other four races?"

"The Celestial Race, the Vampire Race, the Cosmic Behemoth Race, and the Titan Race."

"So how many Supremes are there in total?"

"The Celestial Race has ten Supremes. The Vampire Race has six. The Space Behemoth Race and the Titan Race each have five."

"So the Celestial Race is number one?"

"Yes, they are the number one race. But the Primordial Human Race is ranked second."

Ethan suddenly called out, "Umm, Miss Freya, can I ask you something?" He didn’t have much hope of getting an answer.

But the voice came into his mind. "You may call me Queen Freya. Ask your question. You are the champion of this planet, so you are entitled to five free questions. After that, you will need to pay contribution points to receive answers."

"So that’s how it is. Okay, then."

"Can you tell me about this trial issue?"

"Are you sure you wish to use one of your free opportunities?"

"Yes, I am sure."

"Your planet offended a galactic powerhouse. He annihilated the previous civilization and sealed your solar system. But that civilization had potential. The Primordial Human Race is always searching for promising human races to nurture for the future. When we scanned your planet, it was sealed. We unsealed it to observe the race’s potential, but it was already gone. We found a new race here. So we gave you a trial as well as an opportunity—to gain enough power in fifty years to survive the calamity we created for you. We designed the calamity to be strong enough that only a Planetary Powerhouse could deal with it. But you killed the calamity as a King. That caught our attention. Therefore, an envoy will personally come to judge your potential. If your potential value surpasses one hundred thousand points, your race will be included in the Primordial Human Race."

That was a long answer, but all his doubts were finally clear.

Then he asked again, "What is the potential value?"

"The entire existence of a being is their potential point. We can measure that number. If someone has ten potential points, he is considered a little genius. If it surpasses ten points, he is an absolute genius. If the value surpasses twenty points, he is a monster. And if thirty points are exceeded, he is a legend. If forty points are surpassed, he is a myth. So we will check your race’s people and their potential values. If combined they surpass one hundred thousand points, you will be deemed worthy to join us."

"Okay, Queen Freya. That’s all."

"You have used two of your free slots."



Sigh. The Earth was about to enter a grand stage now. But he was really looking forward to it. A bright smile spread across his face.

Then he looked at Dragon. He was still battered in blood. Ethan used his healing skill, and Dragon healed in thirty seconds. He was as good as new.

Ethan looked at the drones hovering nearby.

He said, "Hello. I am Ethan Hunt. The voice you have heard in your minds is real. An envoy will soon arrive on our planet."

Every corner of Earth was now full of discussion. Today they had faced two world-shaking events. The first was the battle that changed Earth’s history—but they hadn’t even had time to celebrate it. Now some alien was coming to visit their planet.

What if they were coming to make them slaves? Wouldn’t that be worse? Though they had lived in fear, at least they had their freedom.

Then Ethan spoke again. "Don’t worry, people. They are not coming with ill intentions. I have talked to the AI. She confirmed that if we can show them enough potential, we can become part of them."

Dragon was already surprised by the healing skill Ethan had shown. All of Ethan’s skills felt out of this world. Where did he get them? And now he was saying he had talked to the voice? Dragon had tried to contact it too, but it hadn’t responded.

Dragon asked, "Hey Ethan, did you really talk with it? I also tried, but it didn’t respond."

Ethan told him about the conversation he’d had with the AI.

Dragon nodded. "So that’s how it is. It didn’t respond to me because I wasn’t the one who killed that octopus."

Ethan said, "President, bring this octopus to the city. We can have a super feast with this thing. We’ll celebrate for three days and three nights."

Dragon nodded. "Yes, I was also planning the same." He grinned.

Leon and Alexander came over to them. The Morningstar Family patriarch came with his son beside them.

He stood in front of Ethan and bowed. "We are sorry, Mr. Hunt." After seeing Ethan’s power, even if they had the guts of five thousand men, they wouldn’t dare to antagonize the Hunts anymore. That would be suicide.

Ethan didn’t actually hate them. So he smiled at them. Seeing his smile, the father and son duo beamed with happiness.

Then the martial artists in the Nova Sentinels went into the sea to bring out the carcass of the octopus. It was a hundred kilometers long. Each tentacle was around fifty kilometers long. So a grand feast would be held.

The two million martial artists were still present there.

They collectively knelt down when Dragon and Ethan came in front of them. No words were necessary. Their actions showed how deeply they felt in that moment.

It was a grand sight—two million people kneeling before two men.

Then everyone began returning to Supercity One.

Ethan went directly to the Hunt estate. His family had been tense the whole time.

When he, James, Ryder, and Alexander arrived, there were thousands of people standing there.

They welcomed the pillar of their family with a warm reception.

Elina came forward and hugged Ethan. She didn’t say anything.

Jack hugged him too. "I am proud of you, son. I can die now without any regret."

Ethan said, "What are you babbling about, old man? I still need a cute little sister. How can you talk about dying? You have to carry my children and play with them. I am very busy, you know. You’ll have to take care of them."

Jack laughed out loud. "Sure. When are you giving me a grandchild?"

He looked at Rose. She turned red instantly, but she didn’t come forward to congratulate Ethan.

Ethan noticed that slight change in Rose. So he dismissed everyone.

Rose was about to leave.

"Wait, Rose. Is something bothering you?"

Rose tried to smile. "No, nothing. I’m probably just a little tense about the upcoming alien. Hehe." She laughed awkwardly.



Ethan narrowed his eyes. "Did someone say anything bad to you?" His gaze turned cold in an instant. Who in the family would dare speak badly to her?

"Tell me, Rose. Did anyone say anything?"

Rose’s eyes turned red. "Ethan, you are too good for me. I’m not worthy of you. You shouldn’t be with me. You deserve someone far, far better."

Then Ethan understood what was bothering her. When two partners social standing was worlds apart in power and status, naturally the weaker one would feel insecure. He’d been so busy these days that he hadn’t considered her feelings.

Ethan stepped forward and hugged her tightly. "Silly girl. No one other than you is worthy of me. I, Ethan Hunt, will only approve you to stand by my side. No one else is worthy in my eyes."

Rose asked, "Why?" Her eyes were still red, but she felt sweetness blooming in her heart.

Ethan smiled. "Of course, because I am a supreme genius. Who the hell in the world is worthy of me except the girl I love?"

Rose laughed through her tears.

Ethan pulled her out of his embrace and wiped away her tears. "Don’t ever think like that again, okay?"

Though Ethan sounded sarcastic, he was telling the truth. With his system, he would surpass anyone in the future. No one else was worthy of him, except the first love of his life.

Rose nodded.

Ethan said, "Go, get ready. We are having a grand festival for three days and three nights. We will tour the whole city. Then I will take you to see the entire world with me."