Chapter 1 Virtual World Network, Personal Space

"Approved?" Xu Jingming looked at the newly received transfer order, unable to hide his joy. At the same time, a new application to visit his personal space popped up. "Vice-Dean Chi Meng wants to see me?"

Xu Jingming reached out and gently clicked to accept, then stood up to greet him.

A wide, portly figure emerged from the void. It was Vice-Dean Chi Meng, still smiling with his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Vice-Dean Chi Meng," Xu Jingming said with a slight bow.

"Don't be so polite, sit," Vice-Dean Chi Meng said with a smile, taking a seat on the sofa first. Xu Jingming sat opposite him and poured a glass of fruit wine.

"You've received the transfer order, I assume," Vice-Dean Chi Meng said.

"Yes," Xu Jingming nodded.

"The reason we didn't let you go to the front lines before was because it's the most intensely contested area. Several monarchs of the Prison race who control high-dimensional power are stationed there long-term. You might have run into them. Now that your strength has increased significantly, and you have the protection of the No. 9 Primordial Battle Armor, it's acceptable for you to go. If you die, you can be resurrected. But the loss of the No. 9 Primordial Battle Armor... although the alien races can't use it, the cost of losing a numbered Primordial Battle Armor is ultimately very high."

"I understand," Xu Jingming nodded.

"This time, going to the front lines is also an opportunity to accumulate merit," Vice-Dean Chi Meng said with a smile. "The next time our Primordial Research Institute opens merit exchange is in 112 years. At that time, some cosmic treasures, high-dimensional items, technological weapons, and so on will be available for exchange. The better the item, the more merit it will require. For the next exchange... you only have 112 years to prepare."

"I understand," Xu Jingming said, also looking forward to it.

Like spacetime stardust, which is one of the cosmic treasures released during the opening of the Spacetime Isolated Island exchange.

"Especially the 'Primordial Star Flame,' every wisp is precious. At that time, it will be ranked according to merit, with those with higher merit having priority exchange," Vice-Dean Chi Meng said. "This is also the common rule of the seventeen top forces of the cosmic human race: those with high merit have priority. You should be very clear about... the importance of the Primordial Star Flame."

Xu Jingming nodded.

Primordial Star Flame...

It's the flame of the Primordial Star in high-dimensional space! Even the Dean can't truly touch the Primordial Star, but the Primordial Star has different stages like contraction and eruption. During the eruption phase, flames will dissipate very, very far! The Dean and others then have the opportunity to capture them.

Every wisp of 'Primordial Star Flame' is a treasure for cultivators of the Primordial Star lineage.

Just long-term observation can deepen one's understanding of the Primordial Star, allowing for more realistic visualization and potentially reaching a higher level of visualization.

Not to mention the utilization of 'light,' 'flame,' and other forces.

As for some high-dimensional weapons, civilization-level intelligent robots, these are very common. There's just one thing they have in common: they are very expensive! Generally, they require merit to exchange. Only a very few items are allowed to be exchanged for cosmic currency.

Regarding merit exchange.

In fact, the items from the other fourteen top forces are relatively ordinary. The exchanges from the three most powerful forces are the most eye-catching, after all, there are three Supreme Realm beings providing some precious items behind them.

However, among the three strongest forces, not to mention the vast number of ninth-order source lifeforms, there are an average of about ten thousand tenth-order source lifeforms. And the number of precious items released each time is too small, almost all snatched up instantly.

Often, a great price must be paid to ask those with high merit to help with the exchange.

In addition to the three strongest forces, the Cosmic Human Alliance official also regularly opens merit exchanges, but it mainly focuses on 'technology,' and high-dimensional objects and cosmic treasures are even rarer.

"At the forefront of the Tianmang Starfield, according to current intelligence, there are six Prison race monarchs who control high-dimensional power. The strongest one is called Monarch Mo You," Vice-Dean Chi Meng reminded him. "He is also one of the Prison race's top ten monarchs."

Xu Jingming nodded. "I know. Among the tens of thousands of Prison race monarchs, those who can be ranked in the top ten are either cosmic legends or possess exceptionally powerful high-dimensional power."

Like that Monarch Wu Ke who once attacked him, causing him to lose consciousness in an instant, although he also possessed a certain high-dimensional power, he failed to enter the top ten among the Prison race's ten thousand monarchs.

"Monarch Mo You has deep accumulation," Vice-Dean Chi Meng said. "The high-dimensional power he controls, 'Nightmare World,' not only penetrates the mind but can also envelop a large area. We have seven tenth-order powerhouses in the Tianmang Starfield who control high-dimensional power, but none can withstand Monarch Mo You in a head-on confrontation. According to numerous encounters, Monarch Mo You's mental power has reached a high-dimensional level."

Xu Jingming's pupils contracted.

"Don't worry, he can glimpse the high dimension! But the speed at which the Nightmare World penetrates the high-dimensional space is definitely much slower than in the normal universe spacetime. It can't catch up with you," Vice-Dean Chi Meng said. "But remember, if you encounter him, just run."

"Understood, the gap between us is still very large," Xu Jingming also knew that his only high-dimensional power was for movement and escape, so naturally he couldn't harm the opponent in the slightest.

"What you are best at is targeting the Prison race's numerous lords," Vice-Dean Chi Meng said. "The more you intercept and kill, the more terrified the Prison race's ninth-order lords will become. They are not willing to do things that send them to their deaths. Your interception efficiency is higher than that of a hundred tenth-order source lifeforms. By the way, what is the limit of your spacetime traversal distance now?"

Xu Jingming said, "My mental power has just broken through to the tenth level of visualization. Now, with the help of the battle armor, the limit of spacetime traversal distance is 1.08 billion light-years."

Spacetime traversal is still traversing in normal universe spacetime, and the distance is very far.

High-dimensional travel! Xu Jingming has only just grasped it, so the distance is relatively short. But the conditions for spacetime traversal are very harsh, such as the aftermath of intense battles affecting spacetime, or large-scale domain techniques affecting spacetime... various factors can lead to the inability to spacetime traverse.

Spacetime traversal is suitable for traveling. It's inferior for saving one's life.

"1.08 billion light-years?" Vice-Dean Chi Meng smiled. "Haha, in that case, you can reach about one-third of the Tianmang Starfield in a short time."

Xu Jingming nodded.

"With your interception ability, the deterrent effect on the Prison race's ninth-order lords will be terrifying," Vice-Dean Chi Meng said with a smile. "If you perform well, your role will be no less than that of a cosmic legend."

"I will do my best," Xu Jingming had no mercy for the Prison race. Having seen planets where one lifeform after another was wiped out, he would not hesitate to completely eradicate the entire Prison race.

Vice-Dean Chi Meng said, "In a moment, the Primordial Research Institute will send you a detailed report, which is intelligence on some of the top powerhouses of the Prison race in the Tianmang Starfield. Know yourself and your enemy, so you won't easily fall into a trap."

"Also, in the Tianmang Starfield, besides you, there are seven other tenth-order powerhouses who control high-dimensional power. I will arrange for those seven to meet you," Vice-Dean Chi Meng said. "In the future, you eight will also cooperate with each other. You each have your own strengths and control different high-dimensional powers... Your cooperation can achieve an effect greater than one plus one equals two."

"I am good at traveling and escaping, so I can take other defenders with me," Xu Jingming understood.

"In short, you eight should discuss how to cooperate," Vice-Dean Chi Meng stood up. "The time and place of the gathering will also be notified to you soon."

Xu Jingming nodded.

"Intercepting and killing more Prison race source lifeforms will deter their arrogance and can indirectly save tens of thousands of life-bearing planets," Vice-Dean Chi Meng encouraged him, then disappeared into the void.

Perhaps high-dimensional lifeforms no longer care much about the countless planetary lifeforms in the vast territory of the cosmic human race. As long as they ensure the overall stability of the race, they won't care about anything else.

In their eternal lives, they may be studying a certain matter, and many generations of planetary lifeforms' short lifespans will have passed.

But Xu Jingming, Vice-Dean Chi Meng, and other source lifeforms who have not yet reached the 'high dimension' still care.

...

Virtual World Network.

A virtual world, with only five people in the entire world. On a floating island, the five of them sat around a table, drinking wine and chatting.

One of them, wearing a light golden robe, with golden hair and beard, an old face, and a pair of golden wings, the golden-winged old man looked at his companions with a smile. "We old guys are living one year less each year. My lifespan is only about 300 years left. Even if I can step into cosmic legend, I won't have time to evolve my lifeform to the high dimension."

"Yes," another middle-aged man with deep eyes, as if hiding endless spacetime, said. "Watching yourself gradually grow old is indeed helpless. I'm a little better, with 8,000 years of lifespan left. But I also have no hope of reaching the Supreme Realm."

"Back then, the five of us joined forces, thinking of impacting the Supreme Realm. At that time, we were all ambitious," a silver-haired beautiful woman said with a smile.

"We initially called ourselves the 'Five Kings Assembly,' a meeting of five Enfeoffed Kings. But now, what do other tenth-order source lifeforms say about us? They say we are the Five Old Men Assembly, five old guys," an old man in a loose black robe said with a soft laugh. "The youngest of us five is over 85,000 years old. We are indeed old guys."

Tenth-order source lifeforms, in their long lives, naturally have small circles due to their strength and relationship.

This Five Old Men Assembly was a group of five tenth-order source lifeforms who were 'Enfeoffed Kings' at a young age. They joined forces, vowing to impact the Supreme Realm. But now, with little lifespan left, hope is already slim.

"Let's discuss the next topic," the silver-haired beautiful woman said. "The development of the Nine Lords Subsidiary Universe, Brother Wen, are you still continuing?"

"I don't have much lifespan left, so sell my ownership," the golden-winged old man said with a smile.

"What will you exchange it for? Currency? Starfield territory? Or something else?" The other four looked at him.

"In 35 years, the Eternal Academy Tower will open merit exchange. In 112 years, the Primordial Research Institute will open merit exchange. The Spacetime Isolated Island exchange is 500 years from now. I can't wait," the golden-winged old man said. "I need the Eternal Academy Tower's merit or the Primordial Research Institute's merit."

The Eternal Academy Tower's exchange is limited to Eternal Academy Tower members.

The same is true for the Primordial Research Institute.

"50 million merit," the golden-winged old man looked at his four friends. "The price is not high."

Among the four friends, one was from the Eternal Academy Tower, one from the Primordial Research Institute, and two from the Spacetime Isolated Island. Of course, the golden-winged old man himself was also from the Primordial Research Institute.

"A Li and I will each contribute half," the black-robed old man said, and the beautiful woman nodded. "Okay."

"The next topic..."

The five of them discussed simply, sharing their resources and setting a large amount of profit distribution.

After the Five Old Men Assembly ended.

The other companions left one by one, and the golden-winged old man sat there alone.

"The lifespan is getting shorter and shorter. If I can step into cosmic legend before I die and experience the taste of cosmic legend once! Let my mental imprint remain in the virtual world network, let countless humans know... that such a cosmic legend has appeared, that would be very good," the golden-winged old man looked forward to it. "But it's too difficult. Without relying on external objects, relying on my own knowledge accumulation, to comprehend high-dimensional power?"

"The universe spacetime we live in is essentially different from high-dimensional space," the old man shook his head.

The difficulty of relying on external objects is one, then the difficulty of purely relying on oneself to grasp high-dimensional power is at least one hundred.

He suddenly received a letter.

"Hmm?"

The old man looked at the contents of the letter, a hint of a smile on his face. "Vice-Dean Chi Meng wants me to organize a gathering. To meet with Junior Brother Wu Ming? I didn't expect that in the Tianmang Starfield, besides the seven of us, there is another who controls high-dimensional power."

"Junior Brother Wu Ming, he's only a little over a hundred years old, right? Too young! Tenth-order source lifeforms have a lifespan of 100,000 years. His future is truly limitless," the old man sighed with emotion.