When the nest is overturned, there will be no eggs left intact.
The situation in the galaxy seemed to be stable, but the repeated disasters were definitely not a coincidence.
Under the calmness, there were undercurrents surging, rising and falling.
Once it appeared on the surface, it would become a torrential force that could easily drown everyone in it. All resistance would be futile.
The humans of the Interstellar Era seemed to have been peaceful for a very long time, but the danger was never far away.
It was just that after thousands of years of interstellar wars, there were victories and defeats.
The various galactic races were wary of each other, and no one had the confidence to swallow the other in one go. Thus, a delicate balance was reached.
Once a great war broke out, the losses would be too great for any race to bear.
But now, the spirit race had repeatedly acted against the freshmen of the Great Wall University. This had already broken the already extremely fragile balance.
Once this news spread out, the entire Great Wall University and even the interstellar human race would be shocked.
Hunting the geniuses and new forces of the races on a large scale had already crossed the bottom line of the human race.
But maybe, the spirit race didn't care at all.
They might have wanted to start a war with humans for a long time!
The storm was coming, and the wind was sweeping the building!
Feng Lin sighed in his heart.
All of this was just his guess, but it wasn't just a guess. It was more like a premonition.
All along the way, it wasn't easy for him. He'd experienced numerous dangers, and he'd long since tempered an extremely acute sense of vigilance towards danger.
If he wasn't vigilant enough, he would have died many times over.
This time around, he also had a feeling that a great calamity was about to occur. It was like the magma under a volcano was about to erupt. It seemed calm, but once it erupted, it would shake the entire Great Wall University and even the universe.
War was coming!
If they didn't prepare in advance, the dangers involved could be imagined!
But at the same time, it was also a huge opportunity!
There was no fear in Feng Lin's heart. He was only extremely cautious.
In the future, there would be great dangers. Countless people would lose their lives, but there would also be great opportunities. If one could face the difficulties head-on, they would be able to obtain great accomplishments.
Chaotic times had always been a pasture for the mediocre and a battlefield for heroes. It was an era where one could ride the tide!
In this era that was as calm as stagnant water, there was no chance for anyone to rise!
Only in troubled times would there be those who could ride the waves!
…
Feng Lin's eyes gleamed.
Although the future was magnificent and exciting, it was useless to think too much about it now.
The most important thing now was to survive the pursuit of the spirit race.
If he lost his life, everything would be in vain.
This interstellar escape journey had only just begun.
Although the future was dangerous, he had already experienced it once. Hence, Feng Lin wasn't too anxious.
The spaceship spat out flames as it rapidly traversed through the dark starry sky.
In the main cabin, Feng Lin sat cross-legged and closed his eyes in contemplation. His thoughts spun rapidly.
The spirit race was a body of energy. They were formless and formless. It was truly too troublesome to fight against them!
It wasn't something an ordinary person could handle.
If one didn't have a special energy attack, it would be very difficult to deal effective damage to them.
During this training mission, Feng Lin had discovered this point.
Although there were many freshmen, less than 10% of them could face the spirit lifeforms head-on.
Most of the people's attacks missed and were completely useless.
Feng Lin couldn't continue using his Heart Monkey Force to reinforce them.
Each team had more than three hundred people, and he alone was far from enough.
He wasn't a babysitter, so he had to come up with an effective method.
What should he do?
Existing technological means were useless, and cultivation was not something that could be improved in a short period of time.
Cultivation was about practicing diligently day after day. It was a slow and gradual qualitative change. There was no way to make a huge leap.
Moreover, after becoming a grand cultivator, Feng Lin's potential requirement had greatly increased, and his improvement had become slower.
Even if he strengthened one or two genes, what use would it be?
Facing such a dangerous situation, the strength of a single person was useless!
He had to mobilize everyone's strength to form a rope, and only then would there be a qualitative change. Otherwise, there would be no chance of victory.
This time around, the situation was even worse compared to what Feng Lin had encountered before.
This was a star system outside of the Milky Way Galaxy. Astral matter was sparse, and there weren't many energy resources that could be harvested.
Right now, they were still 3,000 light years away from the Great Wall University.
If they kept flying in the material world, it was impossible for their speed to surpass the speed of light.
If they continued flying like this, they wouldn't be able to return to the university even after 3,000 years. By then, they would have long died of old age.
They had to travel through wormholes!
However, every time they traveled through a wormhole, there would be giant spirit beasts lying in ambush. Each time they opened a wormhole, 20% of the flying shuttle's energy would be depleted.
In the end, everyone could only drift about in the universe, waiting for death.
Despair!
This was a true despair!
Feng Lin kept on rubbing the center of his brows, feeling a deep sense of helplessness and difficulty.
This group of people had already entered a desperate situation where there was no path forward or backward.
For a time, they couldn't think of a solution. This was simply despairing.
Even if Feng Lin's will was as tough as steel, it was gradually being corroded by despair.
(No, there must be a way!)
Feng Lin forcefully roused his spirits. If he gave up, everyone would really have no chance of survival at all.
An invisible weight pressed down on him. He had to pick it up.
The most crucial thing was …
He didn't want to die!
What should he do?
Feng Lin had awakened the Spirit Gene, and his thoughts were incomparably sharp.
Right now, he could only search for a solution himself!
Technology was useless! Cultivation was useless! In that case, the only thing left was …
Alchemy!
But wasn't alchemy supposed to be used to save people?
No, not only that!
An indescribable memory surfaced in his mind.
Feng Lin abruptly woke up and saw a ray of hope. He immediately started to flip through the memories in his mind.
Furnace Alchemy Technique!
Slaughter Alchemy!
The inheritance of knowledge flowed down like a waterfall.
Although the majority of alchemy techniques were used to concoct all sorts of miraculous pills, there were also exceptions.
There were internal and external alchemy pills.
Internal alchemy pills were used to refine one's life essence, while external alchemy pills were a type of wondrous technique that contained miraculous might.
In ancient Huaxia, the earliest form of gunpowder was born from alchemy.
And in true alchemy, there was a specialized type known as cinnabar pills!
Cinnabar pills were refined using gold, silver, minerals, and many other miraculous materials. They were extremely poisonous and couldn't be consumed by living beings. However, they contained an immense amount of energy. Once they were used, their might would be incomparably terrifying.
Concoct cinnabar pills?
Feng Lin silently mused. No matter what the effect was, this seemed to be the only way out now. It was worth a try.
He swiftly started to operate. His fingers were like butterflies weaving through flowers as he entered the data of the cinnabar pill formula into the A.I. of the flying shuttle.
"A.I., search for a pill formula that can deal great damage to energy-type lifeforms. The flying shuttle has enough materials to concoct the cinnabar pill formula!"
Di, di, di!
The data of the A.I. flashed as it rapidly calculated.
"Violet Light Cinnabar Pill, eliminate! Red Light Cinnabar Pill, eliminate! Flying Dragon Cinnabar Pill, eliminate! … "
After the calculations ended, Feng Lin glanced at the results. A pill formula appeared on the A.I.
Crimson Refinement Cinnabar Pill!
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