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At the same time, Sebastian applied for another copy of the Water of Life from the school because he had won the exchange tournament championship. There was no longer any need for a review, the school was very quick to provide a copy. Sebastian stored the Water of Life in the 3rd Continent.
The Space Kangaroos lived there, and their reproduction was accelerated. These bouncing creatures weren't slow to reproduce, typically, they had about one to two babies a year. With the blessing of the Water of Life, their reproduction rate more than doubled.
As for Pikachu, he didn't have to worry. These guys were as fertile as rats; they produced several offspring each year, turning into quite a nuisance. If it weren't for their small appetites and slightly naughty nature, they wouldn't cause much damage to the surrounding environment. But I fear the 2nd Continent might suffer under their proliferation.
The Quantum Cat needs no words; there are only a few of them. All day long, it does nothing.
From the pile of metal in the middle of the 2nd Continent, more life was emerging. The first batch had begun to thrive, curiously surveying their surroundings and developing their own abilities.
"These little ones might have potential later, but they're not useful for now," Sebastian observed them for a few moments before his consciousness returned to reality.
Since he hadn't registered yet, he opened his communicator and tapped out the registration page for the Group Star Competition. The number of registrants at the bottom made even Sebastian feel a bit dizzy, over ten billion people had already signed up.
"I wonder what kind of astonishing number it will reach by the end," Sebastian muttered to himself.
Registering was simple: click the sign-up button, select your region, fill in your gender, name, and age, you're done. Naturally, there was no registration fee.
"Region: Endless Star Territory, Gender: Male, Name: Sebastian, Age: Eighteen, Strength: Level 2 Planetary Lord. Eligibility confirmed. Registration successful!" A moment later, this message appeared on the screen.
"How do the officials determine my strength?" Sebastian raised an eyebrow, then glanced at his communicator. He couldn't help but blink and comment, "It can't be through the communicator, then the council's assessment must be terrifying."
After registering, Sebastian continued to enter the awakening space to observe Terra's development.
Here in the Imperium, plans were being formulated. Lando immediately flew to the base on the 2nd Continent to oversee the development of melee weapons. After a long period of research, with substantial manpower and funding invested, these weapons had reached a critical moment. Breakthroughs could happen at any time.
Other projects also progressed. New weapons were being developed, some already invented, others still in progress. For the war effort, the Imperium was once again in full swing, mobilizing large forces and making comprehensive preparations.
Meanwhile, outside, whether in the Federation, the Empire, or other regions, everyone remained silent. The geniuses and veteran experts, who had been dormant for hundreds of years, were making final preparations for the upcoming star competition, aiming to be in top form.
Time flowed quickly like water, yet a month had passed in the blink of an eye. Many felt unprepared. The most anticipated event, especially for Level 6 Planetary Lords, the Star Competition, had quietly arrived.
Sebastian detached himself from the awakening space. After washing his face, his communicator rang. He picked it up and saw Prokopy's name on the screen.
"Sebastian, you've signed up for this year's Star Competition, right?" Prokopy asked.
"Yes, I want to learn more about it," Sebastian replied with a smile.
"Good," Prokopy nodded slightly. "This is a rare opportunity for you, a Level 2 Planetary Lord recently promoted. To meet the most talented geniuses of the time, from other regions, and the unique races they've created, take advantage of it. But don't push yourself too hard; you still have a long way to go." Prokopy advised.
"I understand," Sebastian nodded.
At Prokopy's estate, several other teachers and school leaders were present.
"How is it? Sebastian has also signed up, right?" one asked.
"Definitely," Prokopy confirmed. "Most of the new students in this class have signed up."
"Hahaha, another pile of cannon fodder," a teacher chuckled.
"Those Level 2 Peak Planetary Lords are the same," Prokopy said with a smile. "Most are also cannon fodder. No matter how strong you are, it's useless if you can't qualify in the end. Only a small handful are truly capable."
"Let's not talk about the entire federation; just top universities," another teacher added seriously. "This time, only a few have hope of making it."
"If only there were more," lamented another.
"It's beyond our control," Prokopy said with a shake of his head. "While the number of spots seems limited, if we consider the entire Endless Star Territory, it's still a select group. Let's see which lucky ones will stand out again this year and become candidates for the Level 6 rank."
Later, back at the villa, Sebastian exhaled softly after hanging up. Everyone believed Sebastian was a monster, hailed as the strongest freshman in the Federation this year, but few considered that Terra had expanded vastly. The level of technology in the Imperium had improved by an incredible margin compared to a month ago. Their hundred-year plan was only a fifth complete.
Sebastian's goal in this Star Competition wasn't just to see the world or gain insight. It wasn't simply about winning. The higher your rank, the greater the rewards. Sebastian aimed to create a miracle.
"Is it starting soon?" At that moment, geniuses from various places emerged from their respective locations, eager and expectant, stepping into the event that belonged to the entire Endless Star Territory.