241: Dynasty civilization

“Has something happened in the Fifth Ecological Circle?” Chen Du asked urgently, looking at Pang Tian Ce with a solemn expression.

Before, he only knew that civilization was in crisis; now, the crisis had appeared!

These were two completely different situations.

Coupled with Pang Tian Ce's resolute tone, as if he was going to his death, it made Chen Du have a very bad feeling.

“What exactly happened is a bit complicated, not something that can be explained in just a word or two.”

“And… you’re not qualified to know yet.”

“But I can tell you, it won’t affect the Seventh Ecological Circle.”

Pang Tian Ce knew Chen Du came from the Seventh Ecological Circle, so he gave him a boost of confidence first.

“Your main task now is to raise your Life Strength to Rank 14.5 and then go to Sifang Cave.”

“There might be something there that could help our High Martial Civilization.”

“I probably won’t be back for a while, and I’ve already handed over your Docking work to Xie Miao.”

“You remember the beautiful woman you saw the first time you came to Martial Arts Room 1, right?” Pang Tian Ce said with a smile.

Chen Du nodded. There were four Vice-Principals present that day.

They were Kouban Nichiro, Kaladov, Pang Tian Ce, and Xie Miao.

Chen Du wasn't familiar with Kouban Nichiro and didn't have any specific impression of him.

Kaladov, on the other hand, was a more adventurous person.

As for Xie Miao, Chen Du only knew that her husband was Lin Qi, who was also one of the Vice-Principals.

Both of them were very promising, the two youngest among the eight Vice-Principals.

“Alright, I’m getting ready to leave too.”

“I hope to see surprising progress from you next time.”

After Pang Tian Ce finished speaking, he stood up, seemingly ready to leave the First Ecological Zone and head to the Fifth Ecological Circle for support, as he had said.

Seeing Pang Tian Ce stand up, Chen Du also quickly rose.

At this moment, Pang Tian Ce seemed to remember something, and his eyebrows twitched:

“Almost forgot.”

He muttered to himself, and a palm-sized, exquisite, trapezoidal glass bottle inexplicably appeared in his hand, containing an orange-yellow liquid similar to honey.

“This is holy healing water, an item Sky Soaring Martial Artists specifically use to restore their stamina.”

“For you right now, just half a bottle cap’s worth will restore you to full status.”

“I bought it specifically for you, as a welcome gift to congratulate you on winning first place in the Three-School Joint Martial Arts Competition.”

“Although there was some cleverness involved in the process, it’s still first place after all!”

As soon as Pang Tian Ce finished speaking, he shoved the bottle of holy healing water into Chen Du’s hand.

His attitude was clear: he would not allow Chen Du to refuse.

“Thank you.”

Chen Du understood his meaning and thanked him happily.

This item was twice as expensive as an Advanced Storage Ring, costing 2000 points to exchange for one bottle.

For Sky Soaring Martial Artists who frequently appeared, it was equivalent to an extra half-life.

These points might not be much for Pang Tian Ce, but giving them to him was significant.

This made Chen Du think of Li Mu, the Principal of Liangcheng No. 1 High School.

At that time, when he won the Hundred Cities Championship, the Principal also gave him a Marrow Cleansing Pill as a welcome gift.

These Principals, each of them, were surprisingly kind!

“Alright, I’m really leaving this time.”

Pang Tian Ce smiled and bid farewell, and the two left the Martial Arts Room one after another.

“Have a safe journey.”

Watching Pang Tian Ce get on the flying vehicle and gradually disappear into the sky, Chen Du murmured from the bottom of his heart... an unknown plate.

A middle-aged man dragging a huge sack slowly walked forward.

Although he appeared to be walking on the Surface, he was actually floating, his feet about 3 centimeters off the ground.

From behind, he looked as if he was gliding on ice.

Perhaps due to the long journey, the man looked a bit dirty, and there were two cords around his neck, which seemed to indicate he was wearing a necklace or something similar.

However, his excellent facial features and contours made it easy to tell that he must have been a handsome man in his youth.

“Stop!”

“Do you know where this is?”

Two male shouts suddenly came, and then two people, who clearly weren't from the same civilization, blocked the man's path.

One was three meters tall, shirtless, holding a spiked club, and his head was completely different from a normal human's.

He had four faces—front, back, left, and right—and his front face now showed a wary expression.

The other three faces also showed corresponding expressions at the same time.

The other person was a humanoid creature only about 1.5 meters tall.

He had half a seashell growing on top of his head, which looked very sturdy.

In addition, he had a long, thin blue tail with no hair on it, which was currently wrapped around his waist like a belt.

The man stopped walking when he heard this, looked at the two people in front of him, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His original Skysoar state was also accordingly released.

“It seems I’ve come to the right place.”

The two men's expressions remained unchanged when they heard this, and an indistinct Killing Intent erupted around them:

“Please state your reason for coming here. Your answer will determine whether you leave alive.”

The shorter man spoke, and as he spoke, his body floated up.

He finally stopped at a height level with the three-meter-tall four-faced man.

The man did not answer, but instead loosened the sack he was holding tightly in his hand. The sack fell to the ground with a “thud,” emitting a muffled sound.

The mouth of the sack was not tied, and the contents were immediately exposed.

It was half of a Yellow Demon's corpse!

Yellow Demons were one of the two races under the Hunter Civilization. Yellow Demons were rare, and their talent was far superior to that of Silver Demons, making them Geniuses within the Hunter Civilization.

This Yellow Demon even had 26 barbs on its back, which meant its Life Strength was Rank 26!

It belonged to the Advanced Aerial Warrior Ranks.

“This is a pledge of allegiance.”

“According to your rules, to join your civilization, one must kill a Great Civilization lifeform of the same Rank as oneself.”

“Am I right, the top-tier civilization closest to a Great Civilization, the Dynasty Civilization!”

The two men's pupils contracted slightly when they heard this. The shorter man beckoned to the half-corpse of the Yellow Demon on the ground.

He made a gesture of “Come here.”

The next second, the half-corpse of the Yellow Demon flew in front of the short man.

He closed his eyes and placed one hand on the Yellow Demon’s forehead, seemingly confirming something.

After a while.

“The corpse is real, and it hasn’t been dead for very long, so it shouldn’t have been picked up randomly from the roadside.”

“However, we’ll still need someone to test your strength later, as we don’t allow freeloaders to join here.”

The short man paused here and then introduced himself:

“Beizhe Civilization, Hu Haibalan.”

The tall man also spoke:

“Four-Faced Civilization, Newt.”

“It seems you already know that the Dynasty Civilization is a place that gathers Geniuses from other Small Civilizations.”

“All Geniuses who join our civilization are those who see no hope in their own civilization.”

Hu Haibalan said to the man in front of him indifferently.

“Yes, on Blue Star, only being in a Great Civilization can bring peace of mind.”

“Small Civilizations are like lonely boats drifting on the sea; they can disappear at any moment.”

“I don’t think my civilization can go very far, especially now, so I choose to join you.”

The man finished speaking with a slight smile and then introduced himself:

“High Martial Civilization, Zhou Cheng.”

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