Astral Apostle

  Chapter 2 Astral Shuttle

in the room.

  Zhou Jing threw himself on the bed with a thud, turned his back to the sky, and stared at the ceiling in a trance.

   Originally, his plan for his future life was like this - to obtain a degree from an institution of higher learning, it would be easier to find a job, and the job did not require a high salary, as long as he stayed in the local area, preferably closer to home.

  Because the eldest brother and the second brother separated and went their separate ways, they all went out to live and rarely came back. The parents in the family are getting older, and the remaining three younger siblings are all minors. The oldest is only ten years old and needs to be taken care of.

   Always have to leave an adult child to stay at home, and the two older brothers are unwilling to delay the future, so they have to take over the burden themselves. Zhou Jing's plan after graduation is to work nearby to take care of his family.

   As for his career and future, he can take it slowly. He can wait until his younger brother and sister are adults. He doesn't have such a great professionalism. He feels that he is still young and can afford to wait.

only…

  The sudden forced immigration disrupted his life plan.

   He has nothing to say about the official policy, but the attitude of the family is really **** heart-warming.

  In the interstellar era, due to various factors, the concept of family has gradually weakened, but even if the relationship between the family members is somewhat indifferent, Zhou Jing has always been careful to maintain it, feeling that it is family no matter what.

   It's just that he cherishes his family... The family doesn't seem to cherish him very much. Rather than retaining it, the father and brother seem to want an extra interstellar immigrant in the family to bring them career benefits... Or, everyone resists the mandatory immigration quota, so they can't wait to push him.

   "Sacrificing one of me to benefit the whole family?"

   Zhou Jing stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, then turned his head and looked around the room.

  The edge of the table is missing a corner, and there is a circle of tape on it, which was damaged when I was nine years old. The curtain rod is missing two hooks. They were used as earrings in the second year of middle school, and they were accidentally lost. It was probably twelve and a half years old? There are seven posters around the Super League on the wall. He has been a loyal audience since he was thirteen years old. These posters are different star players he likes...

   And here…and there…

   Zhou Jing's eyes swept slowly and carefully over every corner of this twelve-square-meter room.

   He has lived in this house for more than ten years, and there are traces of his life everywhere.

   Outside the window is the familiar scenery that I have watched for more than ten years. The setting sun hangs on the horizon, putting a golden coat on the steel forest. The speed-limited hovering car walked leisurely among the high-rise buildings. The signboards on the top floors of the buildings in the distance lit up and began to emit colorful neon lights, as if announcing that night was coming.

  There are familiar family members and friends, familiar streets and buildings, and I spent my green time here.

   No matter how far apart the city is, it is under the same blue sky, and the distance between planets is so far away that it seems impossible to touch.

  Interstellar immigration is a besieged city, some people want to leave, some people want to stay. Some people want to abandon their past and pursue immigration benefits, while others are unwilling to leave the land where they have lived for a long time, and it is difficult to get together with their relatives and friends.

  Zhou Jing has never thought about the possibility of leaving since he was a child. He doesn't want to leave yet... but no one can help him, and he can only rely on himself.

   "As long as you are selected for forced immigration, unless there are special circumstances, you must obey official arrangements for immigration...special circumstances?"

   Zhou Jing muttered to himself, suddenly focusing on the poster of the Super League.

   He turned over suddenly and sat up, took out his mobile phone, searched for the policy support clauses of power users, glanced at the large and cumbersome policy clauses, and finally stopped on one of them, and read it out softly:

   "Individuals who meet the definition of 'power person' are not within the scope of compulsory recruitment of interstellar immigrants. If the compulsory immigration quota is randomly selected, they can be exempted unconditionally without approval, and immediate family members can enjoy this right."

   "Superpower... If I become a superpower, I can be exempted from forced immigration..."

   Zhou Jing whispered, his eyes slightly brightened.

  Is there such a possibility... When I wake up tomorrow, I will become a power user?

   Raise your hands and the sky falls, stomping to the ground, no matter how big the world is, I can go wherever I want?

   He couldn't help daydreaming for a while, but finally stopped the momentum of his fantasy, slapped himself lightly, and sighed.

   There are several ways to become a power user, genetic medicine, super power knowledge, mutation, etc... But these are not accessible to an ordinary person.

  Genetic medicine is a product strictly controlled by the government. It cannot be found on the shelves, and online shopping is not supported. Ordinary people have no way to buy it. The dissemination of superpower knowledge is also strictly controlled, and civilians cannot access it.

   As for mutation, where can I find an environment or experimental project that allows me to mutate? And can you ensure mutation if you find it? There is a high probability that he will leave this world in a shocking manner in various strange poses.

  Under the control of the community government that prohibits the illegal spread of superpower knowledge and superpower items, the only way for ordinary people to become superpowers is to "awaken".

   But talent is the biggest barrier between people, almost at the moment of birth, who is destined to have the aptitude of superpowers.

I haven't awakened my superpowers for so many years, and it's a bit unrealistic to expect to wake up suddenly now. Putting hope on such a low-probability thing is different from hoping that toilet paper will fall from the sky when there is no paper in the toilet. Do it yourself a little more confident.

   "Superpower..." Zhou Jing stared at the poster of the Super League with complicated eyes.

  When he was a child, like many children, he also fantasized about becoming a superpower, but as he got older, he gradually lost his extravagant hopes and accepted the reality that he may only be an ordinary person in this life.

   If you say that you have any advantages, maybe your self-awareness is sober enough. He knows that he has no extraordinary intelligence, no outstanding family background, and no amazing perseverance. Although he looks good, he is not to the point where God is rushing to feed him... All in all, he is a mediocre person.

In the future, I will probably do a job that I don’t like or hate, and live a routine life day after day. Like countless ordinary people, I will act as a part of the society’s operation. The biggest credit is to give birth to offspring. Civilization's cause of interstellar expansion contributes to the population.

   Occasionally live leisurely, take a look at the superpowers in the super league, and witness the colorful lives of these "superhumans" with longing... But no matter how much I yearn, it is not a world that belongs to him after all.

   "Oh, let's think of another way."

   Zhou Jing rubbed his temples, sighed, and crossed out the plan of "becoming a superpower" from his mind.

  Although he was heartbroken by the attitude of his family, he tried his best not to think about it, knowing that it would not help the current situation.

   He forced himself to cheer up and find a way to solve the predicament of forced immigration by himself.

   But one method emerged, and one by one was rejected by him... If forced immigration was so easy to get rid of, it would not bring the word "forced". The determination of the Interstellar United Community to ensure that there is a sufficient immigrant population for interstellar expansion is very firm.

   The more he racked his brains to find a solution, the more Zhou Jing felt that there was nothing he could do, and the future that suddenly lost his mind made people confused and confused.

   Before you know it, the sunset falls and the night hangs in the air.

   The door was never knocked.

   He was lying on the bed tossing and turning, thinking about where he was going. I don't know when sleepiness surfaced quietly, his eyelids gradually darkened, and his thoughts sank into a half-dream and half-awake chaos.

  Time seems to be stretched into filaments, and various hazy emotions flashed like a marquee.

  The nostalgic childhood, the future derailed, the long-buried fantasy, the doomed mediocre life, the reality that is difficult to escape...

All this ups and downs in my mind, turning into inexplicable dreams, like the scale of time has become a picture scroll, the past and the future are spread out in front of my eyes, as if standing in a higher dimension, silently overlooking own mediocre life.

   And in this daze, half-dream and half-awake

   Thunder, suddenly exploded in my mind!

  Boom! !

  Electrical tremors traveled through every nerve, Zhou Jing's body shivered violently, and the drowsiness dissipated instantly.

   He subconsciously opened his eyes.

   At this moment, the world has changed.

   The room in front of you is no longer a familiar room. Instead, there is a universe full of stars, surrounded by slowly rotating bright nebulae.

  The stars surround each other.

  You feel like you are in the middle of the galaxy!

  “?”

  What is the situation?

   I have a problem with my sleeping position?

   Zhou Jing's head was buzzing, and his face was full of question marks.

   Suddenly, strands of starlight condensed in front of him, turning into a huge fluorescent panel with waterfall-like subtitles painted on it.

   Just then, a lot of information flooded into my mind!

  [Detected the disturbance of the star world, the coordinates are being calibrated... Found a new star world, and is checking the gravitational strength and intersection... The detection is completed, the current status: [Can be placed]]

  [Creating the astral link port...connecting the astral time stream...connected! ]

  [The astral plane file has been entered—the number of currently recorded planes: 1]

  [Currently connectable plane: [unnamed] number 001]

  [Map overview mode is loading...loading done! ]

  [Creating a new Astral Apostle... Template generation! ]

  —

  [Current Template-Trait File]

  [Name: Will Wood (subject to change)]

  [racial appearance: Terran (can be changed)]

  [identity: none]

  [Personality: suspicious, cautious]

  [style: conservative]

  [Stance: Lawful, Moral]

  [Pursuit: Strength, Honor]

  [Sync Difficulty Rating: Easy]

  [Life goals: [Become a hunter of alien beasts], [become a warrior of alien blood], [edit an encyclopedia of alien beasts]]

  [Apostle constant standard: 0/80 (click to view detailed explanation)]

  [Current Template-Ability File]

  [Attributes: Physical 3 (Tier 1), Resistance 5 (Tier 1), Perception 7 (Tier 1), Spirit 4 (Tier 1), Energy 0 (Tier 0)]

  [Qualifications: Survival-[Green], Physical Fitness-[Light Green], Riding-[White], Spear-[White]…(Expand the detailed list)]

  [Talent: [Agility] (slightly improved perception)]

  [Free allocation points: 4]

  [Extraordinary Power System: [Empty Slot] x1]

  [Skill: None]

  [Accessibility: [Unlocked]]

  [Rarity Rating: Mediocre]

  —

  [full template free reset times: 0]

  [Number of free resets for specified parameters: 2]

  [Whether to adjust the current Astral Apostle template? ]

[whether]

  …

  …

(Ps: Brothers, I’m getting fat again! I’m sorry, I took a long rest this time. The donkeys of the production team must have been burned for a long time if they dared to take such a rest, but I feel like time flies so fast, as if The end of the mechanic was only two or three months ago. I always feel that someone stole my time (*°°)

(Although the theme of this time is still written in the interstellar background, it must have changed a lot, and the theme is different. In addition, this time, unlike the mechanic who directly revealed the outline at the beginning, there are more settings and gameplay. , it will be explained with the plot, I think it is still very interesting, I hope it can be written more interestingly)

   (It seems that the starting point mechanism has been changed a lot, and you can vote for a monthly ticket even if it is not on the shelves. The new book is on its way, please recommend a monthly ticket, please (*￣3￣)

   (end of this chapter)