Tempest of the Stellar War

Charcoal continued to look at Wang Zheng, and continued nagging. “When your sense of pain disappears, your sense of feeling gradually disappears as well. Eventually, you don’t feel anything anymore, and even basic human procreation…”

At this point, even the unshakable Wang Zheng paled. “Damn, that’s an existence worse than death!”

Charcoal showed some satisfaction at Wang Zheng’s response. “Exactly. I’ve always been curious about the Rubik’s Cube’s existence. It seemed like a thing out of Li Feng’s time. But the bloodthirst was too heavy. Now I understand. He must be a product of another dimension’s civilization. His goal is not to nurture strong warriors, but to train super soldiers that don’t die,”Charcoal said.

Wang Zheng naturally understood. He had heard much of the legend of Li Feng and Wang Dong. Compounded with these two strange things before his very eyes, this meant that this Li Feng was not that Li Feng in that legend. In this dimension, Li Feng was undoubtedly a hero, but in another dimension, Li Feng was probably a demon king who had used the Rubik’s Cube to create super soldiers and dominate the universe.

D*mn… what a troublesome thing. But back to the important point!

“Keke, Charcoal. I always knew you were the best from the start. How do we solve this pain problem? Since you’re so powerful, you must have a solution!”

Internally, Wang Zheng was screaming. He did not want to be doomed. Why hadn’t he thought about this at the start… Well, even if he had, he had no choice.

Charcoal shook his head. “Master, I’m just a soul imprint. Besides, I must follow your path, and constantly be in contact. I have no more practical use.”

BOOM…

The sky fell on him with Charcoal’s casual words. He meant that he was f*cked?

To a man, this was too fatal. Wang Zheng was starting to despair. How would he live his life from now on? The world turned to grey, no, black.

Charcoal continued, “Luckily, I adjusted your Primordial Regression Technique a while back. A killing-type Primordial Regression Technique would be completely helpless in your current situation.”

Wang Zheng was seized with a sudden urge to smash this blockhead on the floor and stomp on him. Would he die if he didn’t brag?!

“You mean there’s hope?”

Charcoal nodded. “The Rubik’s Cube should be using this method to continually unearth the potential of the tested. At the same time, they will be lost in power, and lose their humanity, eventually becoming a war machine. But after I recalibrated your Regression Technique, its limits on you are only at the second stage of Primordial Regression Technique. If you elevate yourself to the third stage, the spell will be broken.”

Wang Zheng hugged Charcoal, planting a kiss on its shiny, black skull. This guy was really his savior. For a while back there, he had contemplated asking Yan Xiaosu to give birth to a few more and let him adopt.

“But Master, Bonehead has no bad intentions. It simply has no way to defeat the principles of the Rubik’s Cube. You must be cautious the next time you use its power. Each time you use it, the price you pay will only increase, even beyond the point where you can afford,” Charcoal said.

Wang Zheng smiled and nodded. He did not really mind this. Bonehead had saved him countless times before. Even if he would one day be finished, he would surrender to it. Of course, if it could be helped, he would rather be a normal person.

He had chosen this path, and could not resent anyone. He would simply live on.

“Oh, Charcoal, come chat with me if you’ve nothing to do. It’s boring being alone. Besides, I would still like to learn how to elevate my Primordial Regression Technique.” Wang Zheng felt like he could not neglect this black blockhead.

“Master, my memory needs stimulation. I cannot give you too much help frequently,” Charcoal said seriously.

This blockhead. Wang Zheng could do nothing about him. He did not put him in a hard spot, but seeing that Charcoal had just saved his manhood, he would reserve his comments.

Retrieving Charcoal, Wang Zheng was quiet for a while. He knew that the dangers of using the Skeleton mech were high, but he had not expected it to be this serious. Back then, the bloodthirst of the Primordial Regression Technique had been too great, and there had been no feedback. Ever since he changed to the current Primordial Regression Technique, things had been much better.

As for the parallel dimension thing, he would not dwell overlong on these painful things. He would tell Old Merchant the good news the next time he saw him. In the end, even Old Merchant had begun to be suspicious of the thing’s origin.

In conclusion, this Rubik’s Cube might very well have come from another dimension. Old Merchant had always said that the parallel dimensional theory was the highest law, specially used to counter “gods”. No matter how advanced a civilization, it would always move towards death, but could not traverse the universe.

But the fact that the Rubik’s Cube could come over meant that there had to be some rifts remaining, ones that had originated from the Little Golden Leaps from Li Feng’s civilization. The chances that Old Merchant would stumble across it were billions to one.

He tapped his own head. Wang Zheng felt like he could think on this no longer. He was just a miner, a diligent miner.

Hopping into the Hercules, Wang Zheng started up the engine. Humming one of Huiyin’s little tunes, he started work. Actually, this place was not as bad as the outside world imagined. But anyone who came here would be paying back dues from their past, so there was no need for resentment. Or they were on a mission like himself.

Zuckerberg was in a good mood in the last two days. This batch of newcomers was in good shape, especially that youngster Sunday Zhao. Not only did he work well, but he was always optimistic. He had given Old Xiao special privileges not only because of his experience, but because his optimistic attitude had spared him much trouble. That was why Zone D, which he was in charge of, always performed better, and made him look good in front of the boss.

It was work. You win, I win, everybody wins. As long as he had no trouble, he was happy. If he had free time, he would rather go into the city to enjoy himself.

This Sunday Zhao worked very well. Under his efforts, everyone’s productive efficiency increased. It was just his name that was a joke. What were his parents thinking to give him such a name? But that was how it was. Otherwise, he would not be here mining.

Just like that, Wang Zheng hummed as he worked while practicing the Primordial Regression Technique. Ever since the end of the Greatest King Competition, Wang Zheng had not known such peace and quiet. Wang Zheng had this strength, which was to rid himself of stray thoughts. Since he could not help it, he would not think about it, but instead think about things he could change.

That was why he often switched methods during his mining. As long as one was in a good physical and mental condition, mining was also training. It was just that he ate a bit more than average. But seeing that he produced twice the average load, Zuckerberg was nonchalant about it. The able eating more was just. He again increased the supplies of section 16 as a reward.

Sustaining this for a day was easy. But for half a month, there needed to be some work-life balance. Zuckerberg decided to give Sunday Zhao a day to rest and find some work-life balance. He did not want this guy to tire himself out. In order to keep this guy out of trouble, he had sent Old Xiao with him.

Finally, Wang Zheng’s first holiday in Fallen Paradise. He could breathe some of the fresher air outside. It was a thing to lift one’s heart!