Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 1

[Chapter 1 Fang Xing]

Young Eagle Star, Maple Leaf City Yucai High School, Class 1-2.

“In the first year of the Starry Sky Calendar, mankind entered the interstellar age. The first light-speed spaceship, the ‘Exploration’, discovered the ‘Thunder Cloud Planet’ and confirmed the existence of extraterrestrial intelligent life. The third kind of contact began…”

History teacher Lan Fei wore a black suit on her upper body and long legs in stockings on her lower body. There was a breathtaking curve in the hollow of her chest, and the large area of white and smooth skin revealed made many boys swallow their saliva unconsciously.

Even Fang Xing, who was slacking off, had to admit that she was a beauty, and a beauty that just hit the sweet spot of most young boys.

For most young boys who are just beginning to fall in love, mature women are obviously more popular than lolita.

Lan Fei’s voice was mellow and heavy as he continued, “The era of interstellar discovery began. In the same year, the Blue Star Federation was established. Humanity ushered in the most glorious and splendid era, until…”

Her eyes flickered as she called out, “Student Fang Xing, please tell us about the ‘Great Disaster Day’.”

Fang Xing was startled and stood up: “Okay, teacher.”

He looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a medium build and a thin body. He was wearing the white shirt that was the school uniform of Yucai High School. He looked energetic and fresh, as only young people can be, but there was a hint of suspicion and uneasiness in his eyes.

“I…traveled through time…”

Fang Xing’s heart was filled with astonishing waves. He was just an ordinary office worker on Earth, busy with heavy work every day. His only hobby was reading novels. Unexpectedly, one day he was too tired from reading novels and fell asleep. When he woke up, he found himself sitting in the classroom.

The real environment around him and the extra memory in his mind made him feel very conflicted.

However, he was born with a big heart. He kept a calm expression on his face and just observed and digested the memory silently. Unexpectedly, the teacher discovered the clues.

“I thought that the distraction skills I had acquired during college had reached the pinnacle, but I didn’t expect that I would still be caught by my future teacher… Blue Star Federation? Is this the future of Earth? Did I travel to another world? Or to the future?”

Fang Xing was confused, but then the boy next to him poked him, causing him to calm down and answer according to the knowledge he remembered:

“The Great Disaster Day originated from the 112th year of the Star Calendar. At that time, the Blue Star Federation had discovered hundreds of planets with life, and interstellar exploration became the most popular activity. Every interstellar explorer was a household name, successful and famous. Humans enjoyed the fruits of interstellar exploration to their heart’s content, and all kinds of technology exploded… Everything was like a golden age, until November 1, when the interstellar explorer ‘Klin’ discovered ‘Quanrong Star’. The Quanrong people there were fond of war and were extremely crazy. They directly slaughtered the entire fleet and cracked the coordinates of the Blue Star in the intelligent brain, launching a war against the Blue Star Federation…”

“In 119, the Blue Star Federation army pushed back to the Quanrong Star, and the Quanrong people were defeated… But it was not until the army cleared out their sacrificial temples that we discovered that these bloody and crazy people, who had mastered advanced technology and were extremely contradictory, were actually just servants of another interstellar race – the ‘Russ Clan’. And above the Ross Clan, there is an even more terrifying existence!”

“Humanity faced an even more brutal test, and the Federation entered an era of war that lasted for hundreds of years. Later, after a federal referendum, the ‘All-Knowing Brain’ passed a resolution to designate November 1 as the Day of the Great Disaster…”

Fang Xing talked freely.

“Very good, please take a seat, classmate…”

Lan Fei gave Fang Xing a look that said “you passed the test” and his voice became very heavy: “We originally thought that the mainstream races in the universe were civilized, just like the ‘Giant Rock Tribe’ and ‘Wood Star People’ we discovered before. But after the catastrophe, we realized that in the dark jungle of the universe, madness is the mainstream. The Quanrong Tribe and the existence behind them are the real cancer of the universe!”

“We, the Blue Star Federation, have paid a very painful price for hundreds of years of war. Even so, our civilization has never succumbed to those extraterritorial evil gods!”

…

After Fang Xing sat down, his consciousness was still a little dazed.

He looked at the textbook in his hand. The textbook seemed to be made of ordinary paper, but it was not weighty at all. It had a sense of science fiction and was obviously a product of projection.

On the cover, there was a line of text written: “Alien Races Atlas”!
He flipped through it and found the page about the Quanrong tribe. He found that the illustration was very blurry, as if it had been intentionally processed. The outline looked a bit like a dog-headed man.

And at the back, there is a label – lower servant level!

A few pages after the Quanrong tribe, there is a figure like a black mist, marked as the Ross tribe, a superior clan level!

“The evil god’s followers…”

Fang Xing murmured in his heart.

In the deep universe, there are “extraterritorial evil gods” standing above many alien families, lurking in the deep dimensions, accompanied by terrifying madness!
They are extremely terrifying and powerful, and are the mortal enemies of the Blue Star Federation and other advanced alien civilizations!

Just some of their followers and servants possess enough power to destroy the primary civilization of the universe!
However, these “extraterritorial evil gods” are not completely invincible, otherwise the Blue Star Federation would have been extinct long ago.

Fang Xing turned to the last page of the “Atlas of Alien Races” and a star that seemed to have gone out appeared in front of him.

In the description next to it, it was clearly recorded that—

[Star Devourer Kgturem, whose body is a star, is the first ‘outside evil god’ killed by the Blue Star Federation, and his rank is – Lower Ruler! ]

“Lower? Are there ranks among the alien evil gods? The Federation put him in the textbooks, definitely to boost morale, but this ‘extinguished star’ is definitely not his true appearance. Most of these alien evil gods are said to have the attribute of ‘not to be looked at directly’, and humans will lose their reason when they see them… Even their subordinates have similar memes that spread madness. According to scientists’ speculation, this kind of ‘blind and stupid’ domain or authority may be related to their having the same source or worship… But this speculation is very hopeless, which means that above the ‘alien evil gods’, there is a higher-level existence similar to the ‘creator’…”

Fang Xing thought to himself.

Just then, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

“That’s all for today’s class. Goodbye, classmates…”

On the podium, the hot teacher Lan Fei smiled and waved her hands, then her figure suddenly became illusory and disappeared.

“Hey, it’s projection again…”

Liu Wei beside him wailed.

Fang Xing saw the textbook in his hand also disappear, and he couldn’t help but nod secretly.

The Federation’s current teaching teachers and teaching tools all use projection mode, but the sense of reality far exceeds the so-called 3D.

Liu Wei is the same age as him. He was once Fang Xing’s desk mate and friend. He has a slightly high hairline and some acne on his face.

He looked at Fang Xing and complained, “I don’t understand. Didn’t the Federation announce that the ‘learning device’ that directly infuses knowledge had already been successfully developed? Why do we still have to come to school and delay our part-time jobs? I want to pay off the loan as soon as possible and buy the house I live in now…”

Fang Xing sighed: “The main thing is that the next ‘martial arts class’ must be taught in real life. Even projecting a real person is not allowed. After all, the illusory ‘martial arts will’ is a problem that is difficult to solve with today’s technology. The human mind is more complicated than any science… and there are some safety and moral issues in learning ordinary knowledge through consciousness infusion. If there are evil cultists with bad intentions who tamper with the teaching materials, it will cause great harm…”

“Morality, haha… what morality do we ‘bio-humans’ have?”

Liu Wei spread his hands, looking speechless.

Fang Xing fell into silence when he recalled the life story of his predecessor with the same name as himself.

With the development of science and technology, human reproductive concepts are also constantly changing.

Coupled with the pressure of war, the problems of population aging and low birth rate have become prominent…After the disaster day, the Blue Star Federation passed a series of bills, calling on citizens to donate eggs and sperm, which will then be randomly paired by the state, nurtured and matured in incubators, and raised uniformly.

Such people are called “biochemical people”, but according to ancient customs, those born after ten months of pregnancy are called “natural people”.

‘So, I was born an orphan just because I followed the crowd?’

When Fang Xing scanned this memory, his heart was full of complaints.

“But fortunately, it’s just the equivalent of a test-tube baby, cultivated in vitro for ten months… The Federation still has some conscience and didn’t do cloning or genetic modification. If you think about it carefully, the original body’s parents might still be alive, and even hold high positions in the Federation…”

Why do they hold high positions?
Of course, it is because the better the genes, the more valuable they are to cultivate!
In the past, those who did artificial insemination, if they could choose, would definitely want to choose the excellent genes of Nobel Prize winners or even Olympic champions.

Fang Xing felt really sad for himself because he owed the Federation a large amount of “child support” since he was born, which was equivalent to taking out a loan since birth. If he still hadn’t paid it off after he became an adult, he would be forced to work to pay off the debt, most likely to be sent to the front line as a soldier…

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

Teaching aids such as textbooks, paper and pens disappeared, and the desks and chairs automatically sank into the ground, revealing a smooth floor.

Not long after, a tall, 30-year-old yellow man with bulging muscles and wearing a thin, sweat-permeable military green shirt strode into the classroom.

Fang Xing met his eyes and suddenly felt a chill.

“This person is definitely not a projection, he is a real living person, and a very powerful warrior… Hmm, is he Fang Xing’s martial arts teacher, Xia Long? I wonder what level of martial arts he is?”

‘In this world, after the ancient martial arts on the Blue Planet came into contact with the advanced technology of the universe, they exuded a different kind of vitality and became one of the most common ways of evolution for humans. ‘Martial Artist’ also became the most popular ‘profession’…’

Fang Xing lowered his eyelids, but a hint of anticipation emerged in his heart.

Hello again, fellow book lovers. When writing this chapter, I was really overwhelmed with emotions. I feel a little embarrassed that it has been so long since I wrote a new book. Since my daughter was born last year, things have suddenly become more complicated. My wife is a sensitive person, and I have changed three confinement nannies. Later, I decided to take care of her myself. The baby’s eczema has not healed repeatedly, and I am very worried… I am really sorry for keeping you waiting for so long. I hope I can give back to you with a good story this time. Finally, I ask for collection, recommendation, and monthly ticket. Please!

(End of this chapter)