After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yin spat out another mouthful of blood. Shockwaves rippled out from his body, overturning the tents for several hundred meters. The surveillance cameras outside the tent were shattered, and the trees were toppled layer by layer.
The commotion attracted the attention of the camp, and two captains immediately rushed over to Lu Yin's side.
One of them was Feng Hong, and the other was a woman. She had a charming appearance, and her eyes were filled with curiosity.
The two captains appeared outside the ruins of Lu Yin's tent and peered inside. "Are you the new captain, Lu Yin?" Feng Hong asked loudly, and the cultivators behind him were on high alert.
Lu Yin quickly walked out of the ruins, his face pale and his steps shaky, "Sorry to disturb you two, but I am Lu Yin."
Feng Hong and the charming woman looked at him in shock, "Why are you so weak?"
Lu Yin smiled bitterly, "I saw the Executioner use a battle technique before, and I was itching to try it out myself. However, I failed and ended up with some injuries."
Feng Hong smiled, "Brother Lu, you're too impatient. Battle techniques aren't something that just anyone can grasp, and it's not something that can be learned in a short amount of time. All captains have the opportunity to be personally taught by the Executioner, so you don't have to rush."
Lu Yin nodded, "I understand. Thank you for your guidance, Brother Feng."
Feng Hong waved his hand, not putting on the airs of an instructor at all, "You're welcome, we're all brothers in the camp. We'll face the Apocalypse together in the future and rely on each other. Alright, I'll have someone arrange a new place for you, so you can rest and recover first. Right, do you need a doctor?"
"No need, it's just a flesh wound. I'm just too tired, there's no need to call a doctor."
Feng Hong nodded. "Alright, then we'll be leaving first. Brother Lu, you should rest first." After saying that, he gave the charming woman a look.
She nodded and glanced at Lu Yin one more time before leaving.
Lu Yin followed the soldier to the nearest tent, "I'll take my leave first. You can call for me if you have any instructions, Commander Lu," the soldier saluted and left.
Lu Yin nodded and stepped into the tent. His eyes were filled with excitement, but there was also a trace of apprehension and anticipation. Formcast had been a success, and not only had it been a success, but it had also given him a huge surprise. He raised his hand and a palm-sized die slowly floated into view, emitting hazy starlight. It had six sides, and like a normal die, each side represented a different point. There were a total of six points.
This was an innate talent, an innate talent that could only be born after a very small number of cultivators formed their bodies.
Innate talents were very mysterious. No one knew where they came from. Many scholars in the universe believed that innate talents were the deepest secrets of mankind, representing a person's ancient origins. However, this was only a guess. No one could truly research innate talents.
Lu Yin didn't care about the source of the innate gift; he only cared about the innate gift itself.
Before he came to Earth, he had heard countless stories about the power of innate talents. Every cultivator with innate talents was a genius and would be recruited by various forces in the universe. The most famous incident was that any cultivator with innate talents could directly join the Universe Youth Council.
Lu Yin's eyes burned with passion as he looked at the die. Although his innate gift was a little strange, how should he put it? What was most important was its usefulness.
He looked at the die that was floating in the void and tapped it lightly. The die spun rapidly before slowly coming to a stop, and the six faces began to change. The points on five faces immediately disappeared, leaving only one face with exactly one point.
Lu Yin stared at the point, and an inexplicable use appeared in his mind. It could be used to randomly retrieve anything from anyone's cosmic ring.
Before Lu Yin could react, the die shot out a beam of light into the void, disappearing in an instant as if it had opened up a passage. A moment later, a chip fell to the ground, and the die dimmed before vanishing.
Lu Yin stared blankly at the chip that had fallen to the ground. Was this the thing that it helped me steal — no, take back?
Lu Yin picked up the chip and looked at it before taking out Vesta's gadget from his cosmic ring and inserting the chip. A screen appeared in front of him with three large words: Sirius.
Lu Yin stared blankly at the flashing images of people, the universe, nebulae, and palms. After a full half an hour, the chip that had been inserted into the gadget self-destructed, waking him up from his daze.
Lu Yin was shaken; he knew that he had obtained something incredible.
The Sirius Art was a cultivation technique that absorbed star energy. It imitated the movements of the stars, and in theory, every time one imitated the movements of a star, the rate of star energy absorption would increase. Although this Sirius Art was only at the elementary level, it contained a method to imitate the movements of eight stars. In other words, as long as Lu Yin succeeded, his rate of star energy absorption would increase by eight times.
Eight times was a terrifying efficiency, and the Sirius Art also contained a battle technique called the Sirius Palm. It was extremely powerful, and stars would appear when the palm struck.
Lu Yin put away the gadget with excitement. He had never even heard of the Sirius Art, but it was definitely terrifying. Someone with such a powerful technique might have come from the Innerverse.
Lu Yin suppressed his excitement; he hadn't expected his luck to be so heaven-defying. Logically speaking, the probability of obtaining a battle technique from a roll of pips was quite low. He wouldn't be surprised if this thing had stolen him a pair of underwear. He had actually obtained something as heaven-defying as the Sirius Art on his first try. This technique would be enough to shape his future.
Unfortunately, it was only at the elementary level.
Lu Yin shook his head and laughed; he was overthinking things. This technique had to be the treasure of some powerful sect, and there was no way the entire technique would be recorded on a chip. The method of preservation was extremely strict, and the chip that had been destroyed had clearly just been recorded. It had probably been stolen from some unlucky person, and it was too difficult to obtain the entire technique.
Lu Yin stopped thinking about it and walked out of the tent. He found a tree and lay down, looking up at the sky as he recalled the Sirius Art. The movements of the stars?
He would probably have to spend the rest of his life in space.
At the same time, in the depths of the vast universe, a towering mountain slowly floated around dozens of stars. The top of the mountain was burning with flames that looked like cigarette butts from afar. The flames would extinguish every few seconds, only to reignite once more. Smoke soared into the sky, covering the dark universe with white ribbons.
Within the mountain, a loud roar reverberated throughout the universe. "What did you say?
You brat, the technique disappeared?
Did you give it to that bitch again? Get the hell over here! "
A young man escaped from the dark universe, clutching his butt in embarrassment. "Dad, don't accuse me! I didn't! It really disappeared! What the hell?"
"Brat, do you think I'm an idiot?
Who dares to steal from under my nose? Get over here! "
"No, Dad, it's really a ghost!"
…
Lu Yin didn't manage to figure out anything after an entire night, so he entered the interior of Mount Zhong tiredly.
On the top floor of Mount Zhong, many people were seated in a huge meeting room, but the seat of honor was empty.
When Lu Yin stepped into the meeting room, everyone looked at him with curiosity, friendliness, and doubt. There were all sorts of gazes on him.
"Brother Lu, sit here," Feng Hong spoke up as soon as he saw Lu Yin.
Lu Yin naturally sat beside him, and on the other side was the charming woman he'd seen the night before.
Diagonally across from him was the bespectacled woman he'd seen once before.
Most of the people here were captains and a few researchers.
Not long after, Zhou Shan walked into the meeting room and scanned the room. His gaze lingered on Lu Yin for a moment, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes. He then sat down at the head of the table and smiled, "Let me introduce Lu Yin, the new major."
Lu Yin stood up and nodded to everyone before sitting down again.
Lu Yin's introduction was just a formality; he didn't want to listen to the discussions that followed, and the meeting only ended after half an hour.
Everyone left, leaving Zhou Shan alone with Lu Yin.
"Lu Yin, I thought you hadn't absorbed any energy crystals to cultivate and wanted to discuss it with you, but it looks like you used up all your energy yesterday," Zhou Shan probed.
Lu Yin nodded, "Executioner, that alien was very strong. Even though he was heavily injured, he wasn't easy to deal with. I had to use up all my energy to kill him."
"I can see that he's a Realm of Sky powerhouse. It's impressive that you were able to kill him," Zhou Shan laughed.
Lu Yin smiled but didn't reply.
"I heard that you came to the camp yesterday, but didn't agree to stay. Why?" Zhou Shan asked.
"I like my freedom, and I can't stand the atmosphere of the camp."
Zhou Shan nodded and sighed. "Many people think the same way. Actually, when the Apocalypse comes, humans should be united. Those that can be abandoned should be abandoned."
"I understand, Executioner," Lu Yin replied.
Zhou Shan grunted, "How's your injury?"
"It's fine, I'll recover soon."
"That's the good thing about being a cultivator; they have great recovery abilities. Actually, they're even more dangerous than normal people. After experiencing what it feels like to be strong, you don't want to be weak anymore. The stronger you become, the more you have to risk your life. Countless people have fallen on this path, and even I don't know when I'll die," Zhou Shan sighed.