Translator: AnubisTL
At that moment, Wu Zhending, remaining composed, sent another video clip along with an item panel.
"Their... uh, the items they produce look like this."
A video quickly popped up.
In the video, Wu Zhending held a cube artifact in each hand, each roughly the size of four Magic Cubes.
He brought the two cubes together, and a faint white light flashed. Suddenly, a thumb-sized cube artifact materialized between them and fell freely.
[Item Name]: Trash Manufactured by the Trash Manufacturing Machine
[Item Star]: One-Star Item
[Item Effect]: Its sole effect is that it is a one-star item.
[Item Description]: Given enough time, the Trash Manufacturing Machine will eventually fill the universe with garbage.
"..."
Scar Dog watched the video loop several times with a peculiar expression before finally speaking. "I must say, white light might be the most miraculous phenomenon in the universe. Have you noticed? After a flash of white light, anything is possible."
"But on the other hand, with my limited knowledge, I'm pretty sure that even the most absurd things should still obey the law of conservation of energy, right?"
"Creating a small cube out of thin air should require at least some kind of energy expenditure, shouldn't it?"
"Yet in this video, it looks like nothing is being consumed. It's as if creating a small cube requires absolutely no energy at all."
"I know props are often scientifically inaccurate, but isn't this a bit too far-fetched?"
"Maybe it's not that nothing is being consumed, but rather that the energy expenditure is so minimal we can't detect it?"
Li Hao mused thoughtfully, "For example, perhaps each time a small cube is generated, the two larger cubes shrink slightly in volume. The mass reduction might be so tiny that we can't even perceive it."
"What do you think? Is that possible?"
"It's not impossible, but regardless of the explanation, this item remains crucial to us."
Scar Dog nodded firmly.
Just then—
The other party sent another message.
"My father suspects this item might be some kind of curse, because... this method of reproduction is similar to a race that escaped from the Ten Thousand Races Arena long ago."
"That race had an extraordinary ability to reproduce rapidly."
"It was unimaginably fast. A single male-female pair could produce over a thousand offspring in a single day!"
"Moreover, the offspring had virtually no childhood. They were born in their prime, ready to reproduce themselves shortly after birth, and they would devour every visible living creature around them."
"Individually, this race was weak—even the most basic energy weapons could shatter them."
"But their sheer numbers were overwhelming."
"When the Ten Thousand Races Arena opened, swarms of these creatures, dense as meteor showers, poured out and devoured everything in their path."
"Initially, many died due to the vacuum of space."
"But their evolutionary speed was even faster than that of computer AI. They couldn't evolve themselves directly, but they could pass down solutions to crises through reproduction, ensuring their offspring inherited these adaptations."
"Moreover, with each generation, they continuously refined their evolutionary process, correcting any flaws that arose."
"In less than three days, the entire race had rapidly adapted to the vacuum environment. However, by this point, the race had almost completely transformed; they were no longer the same group that had emerged from the Ten Thousand Races Arena."
"Because of their grotesque appearance—resembling massive insects nearly 30 centimeters long—the galactic federation designated them the Interstellar Insect race!"
"Yet this wasn't the most dire threat."
"What was truly catastrophic was their swift imitation of the federation warships. They began constructing insect warships from their own bodies, evolving the ability to navigate through space and absorb energy cannon blasts, storing the energy within their bodies."
"Yes, they absorbed energy cannon blasts with their flesh."
"After the insect warships were struck by the federation warships' main cannons, they rapidly distributed the energy cannon damage across every insect, completely absorbing the federation warships' attacks!"
"Then, each insect converged the absorbed energy and redirected it back at the federation warships."
"Empowered by this almost terrifying ability—"
"They devoured all the surrounding habitable planets, as well as... mineral-rich planets."
"The mineral-rich planets altered their internal genes, resulting in even more powerful offspring."
"In just thirty days, nearly one-tenth of the galactic federation's planets had been destroyed by the Interstellar Insects."
"As for the human casualties, no precise figures have ever been compiled."
"That catastrophe was named the Insect Calamity."
"Good lord," Scar Dog muttered, his jaw dropping in astonishment. "This is insane! With such rapid reproduction and consumption rates, how didn't they devour their own planet back home?"
Chen Jiang, however, was concerned about another matter.
"So, the Ten Thousand Races Arena where the Interstellar Insects were located?"
"It's gone," came the swift reply.
"Completely gone. No items, no players with personal innate abilities—nothing. Everything was devoured utterly. The moment the Ten Thousand Races Arena opened, there was nothing left but swarms of Interstellar Insects filling the skies."
"According to the galactic federation, the Interstellar Insects weren't nearly as powerful on their original planet. It was only after entering the Ten Thousand Races Arena that the Planetary Origin granted them a racial innate ability that perfectly synergized with their nature, causing their combat power to explode hundreds, even thousands of times over."
"The cube artifact's reproduction method is somewhat similar to the Interstellar Insects' reproductive cycle, which is why my father has some concerns. I'm curious to hear Mr. Jiang Cheng's thoughts on this."
Chen Jiang nodded thoughtfully.
"Send it over. I'll take a look."
"Understood."
Soon after, Chen Jiang gazed at the male and female Trash Manufacturing Machines in his hands, tentatively bringing the two cubes together.
Immediately afterward, a white light flashed.
Then, a thumb-sized cube materialized between the two larger cubes and fell freely to the ground.
"Truly... astonishing," Scar Dog murmured, his jaw slowly dropping. Though he had learned in biology to acknowledge the diversity of species, he had never heard of or witnessed such a method of reproduction.
Chen Jiang picked up the thumb-sized cube, weighed it in his hand, and examined its item panel. It was identical to the one Wu Zhending had sent him, with no discernible differences.
Its sole effect was its status as a one-star item.
Without hesitation, Chen Jiang immediately produced several more small cubes. He then retrieved an unenhanced shotgun from his chest pocket and gently placed the two items together.
[Ding! Enhancement successful. Caliber enhancement value +1.]
"Heh."
Seeing the results before him, Chen Jiang couldn't help but smile slightly, a soft chuckle escaping his lips.
This seemingly useless one-star item could be used for enhancement.
That was enough.
From the moment the item fell into Chen Jiang's hands, it ceased to be a mere Trash Manufacturing Machine, and the small cube artifact was no longer a useless trinket. Its true purpose lay in enhancement!
Without hesitation, he tossed the items to Scar Dog standing nearby, picked up his tablet, and began replying to messages.
"I'll take all these items."
"And please keep an eye out for more Trash Manufacturing Machines. I'll take every single one you find, no matter how many there are."
"Understood, Mr. Jiang Cheng."
The response came swiftly.
"Now, the remaining items can be transported through the space teleportation gate. Is it convenient for you to receive them now?"
"Yes, it is."
"Very well."
Soon—
A white circle of light slowly materialized above the tablet.
Ding-dong.
An item dropped from within, emitting a crisp, clear sound.
Then, as if Pandora's Box had been opened, items began raining down from the air like a dense hailstorm.
Using a space teleportation gate to transport materials was an extremely costly endeavor, with expenses rivaling the value of the goods themselves.
In essence, almost no one would be foolish enough to use Remote Space Transmission for cargo transport, except for wartime emergency supplies.
After a long moment, the white spatial portal slowly closed.
Five small mountains of one-star items now stood neatly arranged in the open space beneath the world tree, resembling five abandoned trash heaps.
"This delicious aroma!" Scar Dog exclaimed, spreading his arms wide, twitching his nose, and grinning. "Over a million one-star items! Time for another epic power-up!"
"And our methods for acquiring one-star items are only growing more diverse," he continued. "We have Wang Defa, the world tree, the soon-to-be-activated Trash Manufacturing Machine, and the still-uncaptured insect race Queen Mother. Everything is moving in the right direction."
"This feeling... it's truly wonderful."
Chen Jiang nodded in satisfaction and gave Wu Zhending a reply.
"Thank you. I owe you all a favor this time."
"Mr. Jiang Cheng, you're too kind. You've helped us immensely. We're friends, and helping each other is only natural."
"You're right, my friend."
With that, Chen Jiang and the others began to work tirelessly.
The global event, the Ten Thousand Races Fusion, had concluded, but an even greater crisis loomed ahead.
The greatest threat they now faced wasn't any global event. After all, no global event could pose a life-threatening challenge to Chen Jiang and his team anymore.
With their overwhelming firepower, any threat would be forced to retreat.
Their primary concern was the crisis that would arise after the Ten Thousand Races Arena closed.
Therefore, they had to seize every moment to enhance a turret with a caliber of at least three thousand meters!
Yes, at least three thousand meters!
And with less than three months remaining until the arena's closure, time was running out.
Wu Zhending's words today had intensified their sense of urgency.
Were the Interstellar Insects formidable? The word "formidable" didn't even begin to capture their true nature. They were practically invincible, possessing terrifying reproductive rates and evolutionary capabilities. No matter which planet they infested, they would swiftly become its dominant species!
After leaving the Ten Thousand Races Arena, the Interstellar Insect had destroyed one-tenth of the Galactic Federation in just thirty days!
But that was all.
After those thirty days, there were no further reports. Though Wu Zhending didn't explicitly say it, it was obvious: after thirty days, the Galactic Federation had completely eradicated the Interstellar Insect, leaving not a single survivor.
This was a race capable of evolving within three days to survive in space, navigate the cosmos, form insect warships, and absorb energy cannon fire—a truly terrifying species.
Yet it had been annihilated in just thirty days.
While Wu Zhending had described the Interstellar Insect as utterly terrifying, this also indirectly demonstrated the Galactic Federation's own terrifying power.
History often records the horrors of certain races, but in the eyes of those extinct species, the race that recorded that history was the true terror.
Only the most terrifying races possess the right to write history.
"I have to say, it's a good thing the insects in our Ten Thousand Races Arena aren't the Interstellar Insect," Scar Dog remarked, clicking his tongue in awe. "Based on Wu Zhending's description, I doubt anyone in the arena would have survived except for the Interstellar Insect itself. Even Brother Jiang's turret might have struggled against them."
"This race sounds utterly depraved."
"But if even they were wiped out by the Galactic Federation, I'm starting to think the Federation is even more twisted."
"Alright, enough." Chen Jiang shook his head slightly. "Now's not the time for such thoughts. Let's speed things up. Scar Dog, are those Trash Manufacturing Machines working for you?"
"Perfectly."
Scar Dog held one Trash Manufacturing Machine in each hand and quickly clapped them together in mid-air. Several small, cube-shaped energy blocks fell from the machines. He clicked his tongue. "Such a simple design."
"I've decided. The first model of our perpetual motion machine will be called the 'Perpetual Motion Machine - Piston Engine.'"
"Sounds good."
Chen Jiang nodded, glanced into the distance, and said, "Then I'll leave this to you. Also, try taking some photos of these items later. See how many we can fit into a single shot?"
"No problem."
After finishing these preparations, Chen Jiang secretly began calculating. He wondered how high he could enhance the 1.3 million items. He estimated he could reach at least +300.
He wondered when he would finally reach +500.
He remembered that enhancing to +500 would unlock a new set effect.
(End of the Chapter)
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