Translator: AnubisTL
Chen Mang narrowed his eyes slightly, remaining silent. He was currently unsure how many distinct racial talents existed in the universe. Apart from the Human Clan, which lacked any racial talent, virtually every other race possessed a unique talent specific to their kind.
Assuming there were a thousand racial talents in the universe, the expected value at a one-in-a-thousand probability would require 200 billion units of iron ore.
Multiplying that by ten would require 2 trillion units of iron ore.
Multiplying that by a hundred would require 20 trillion units of iron ore.
Multiplying that by a thousand would require 200 trillion units of iron ore, which, when converted to Foundation units, amounted to 0.02 Foundation units of iron ore.
For the current Stellaris train, this was a mere drop in the bucket.
Compared to the anticipated gains, this cost was practically negligible.
0.02 Foundation units of iron ore was sufficient for a million individuals to consume Tier 500 Panels and randomly acquire a racial talent. While he couldn't guarantee anything else, Chen Mang was confident that there couldn't be a million distinct racial talents in the universe.
He was certain they could draw one.
"Let's proceed as planned."
After a moment's thought, Chen Mang nodded. "Produce one million Tier 500 Breads and distribute them. Tell these people that if anyone draws the Sagittarius Clan's racial talent, they will be exiled to the Rugged Civilization to serve as its leader."
"Understood."
"Oh, and have Ji Chuchu and Yan Yao come see me."
Having roughly resolved this matter, Chen Mang turned his thoughtful gaze to the Doppler Radar screen. The Rugged Civilization's territory spanned approximately several hundred million light-years.
This was already a considerable expanse.
Currently, the entire First Universe was continuously expanding outward, its size ever-increasing. Yet, according to the latest data, the universe's diameter remained around 400 billion light-years.
That was the entire universe.
Vast, yet not truly boundless.
Of course, the actual area of the universe was undoubtedly far greater than this.
Within this 400 billion light-year expanse, several God-Tier Civilizations had carved out their territories, each encompassing numerous weaker civilizations. Many regions remained Cosmic Voids or were occupied by various celestial bodies.
And this 400 billion light-year universe...
This was his destination.
The Tier 10,000 mechanical train accessory was his destination.
This was the end of his journey through time and space.
"..."
Chen Mang stared blankly at the train's screen, his mind adrift. He hadn't thought of himself as someone who had transmigrated to this planet in a long time. Though only a few years had passed, it felt like an eternity, almost like a lifetime ago.
If his memories weren't so vivid, he might have convinced himself that his life in the previous world was just a dream.
When he ascended to become a God-Tier Civilization, the first thing he would do was search the entire universe for "Blue Star."
He desperately wanted to know if the Blue Star he had lived on before transmigrating existed in the "First Universe." If it did, he could take the train back and show his fellow humans in the other world a wider perspective.
Only now did he realize how utterly hopeless the former "Blue Star" had been. There were no other inhabited planets nearby, no civilizations, not even a single mining star. It was completely isolated, devoid of any resources.
To be born in such a place...
Even with a top-tier train, it would be impossible to gather enough resources in this barren zone to create a wormhole.
The area around Blue Star was simply too impoverished.
So poor it brought tears to one's eyes.
Just then, Ji Chuchu and Yan Yao entered the locomotive cabin and stood in a row, looking at Chen Mang. They whispered in unison, "Lord Mang."
"Hmm," Chen Mang replied, swiveling his chair to face them. "When I had you two awaken your racial talents last time, what did you awaken?"
During his previous encounter with Xiao Fang, Chen Mang had experienced her three forms—Past, Present, and Future—and found it so fascinating that he had gotten carried away. In his excitement, he had given Ji Chuchu, Yan Yao, and the others a slice of Tier 500 Bread as well.
But he hadn't followed up on it afterward.
If they hadn't brought it up again, he would have completely forgotten about it.
Ji Chuchu and Yan Yao exchanged a glance, their voices softening. "Lord Mang, we both awakened the same racial talent—the Fox Charm Clan's 'Three Pure Transformations.'"
"Its effect allows us to summon our Past State and Future State simultaneously."
"..."
Chen Mang stood motionless, his expression blank, silent for a long time before finally murmuring, "That's... quite something."
Xiao Fang, Ji Chuchu, and Yan Yao—all three of them just happened to awaken the same racial talent?
He didn't believe it.
Who are they trying to fool?
Xiao Fang might have genuinely struck gold with her luck, but the other two? They definitely hadn't just gotten lucky. They must have consulted Xiao Fang and found some way to acquire the racial talent themselves.
Though he said nothing aloud, he mentally instructed Xiao Ai to investigate the situation. Why have they all awakened the same racial talent as Xiao Fang?
The answer came quickly. Xiao Ai had already checked—there were no anomalies. It truly was all random.
"So it really is..."
If that's the case...
Chen Mang lifted his gaze. "Bring Xiao Fang in here too."
Fifteen minutes later, inside the Stellaris locomotive cabin, nine figures lay sprawled across the bed under the dim, suggestive lighting: Xiao Fang, Ji Chuchu, and Yan Yao, each in their Past State, Future State, and Present State.
"How to describe this feeling..." Chen Mang mused, clicking his tongue as he looked at Ji Chuchu's Past State. "Is this what it means to be restored to perfect purity?"
The process defied description.
One could only say...
The physical pleasure paled in comparison to the electrifying sensation that resonated deep within his soul, leaving him utterly chilled to the core.
It was a unique and perfect experience.
He found himself increasingly curious about the Fox Charm Clan, even yearning for the chance to witness their customs firsthand. How did the men and women of this race conduct themselves in the bedroom?
A 3v3 scenario?
Like a chaotic brawl?
And with countless possible combinations:
The man's Past State versus the woman's Future State. The man's Future State versus the woman's Past State. * And so on.
The permutations seemed endless.
He vaguely sensed that this arrangement might align more closely with the Cosmic Law.
Among humans, couples typically have similar ages, leading to unspoken yet pervasive issues.
Young men, at their physical peak with immense strength and rapid recovery, often lack experience, which women tend to find unappealing.
Older men, seasoned and experienced like a finely crafted cocktail, deliver a potent initial burst but fade quickly, leaving no lingering aftertaste. Women of this age often crave raw power over finesse.
"Strength overcomes skill."
In this situation, having the male's Past State face the female's Future State, and then the male's Future State face the female's Past State, made everything perfectly balanced.
All four were satisfied.
Everyone was happy.
As for the remaining two Present States, if they were bored, they could always give the other two couples a little nudge.
"Just as I thought," Chen Mang murmured, lying on his bed, feeling the soft bodies pressed against his chest, arms, and feet. Exhausted and dazed, he knew the mind always wandered after battle.
He silently lit a cigarette, savoring the moment of peace and tranquility.
No, this was too intense. One post-coital cigarette won't cut it. I need two.
He lit another.
Chen Mang quickly finished the first cigarette and silently lit another.
The glowing red tip flickered in the dimly lit locomotive cabin, blending harmoniously with the rapid breaths filling the air.
Too bad...
Too bad what happens in the cabin must stay in the cabin.
Otherwise, he'd really want to give himself a nickname: Chen Jiufa.
One word: powerful.
Though it incorporated some technology, it remained overwhelmingly powerful, and he was very satisfied.
Only three months remained until the Sagittarius Clan's return to their ancestral home.
Soon—
A month passed.
The Holy Arrow problem had long been resolved. A total of 987 individuals had randomly received the Sagittarius Clan's racial talent, meaning he could provide the Rugged Civilization with 987 Holy Arrow candidates at once.
However,
he ultimately selected only one middle-aged man to send to the Rugged Civilization.
Before doing so, he erased all critical memories of human civilization from the man's mind to prevent the leakage of vital intelligence. Of course, some information would inevitably leak.
For example, the fact that human civilization had advanced from a civilization on the brink of annihilation to a Sixth-Tier Civilization in just over a decade.
That was certainly quite ostentatious.
In reality, the timeframe was even shorter. In his timeline, only a few years had passed.
However, during their journey to the Good Cat Civilization, the black hole's influence had distorted time. While less than a day had passed inside the train, seven years had elapsed in the outside world.
But it didn't matter.
By now, he found it increasingly difficult to suppress his true nature. When one's power reaches such overwhelming heights, even deliberate attempts at concealment become futile.
It's like a firefly trying to hide its glow in the darkness—a simple task. But for a supergiant star attempting to completely conceal its radiant light across the cosmos, the challenge becomes insurmountable. The light cannot be contained.
Incidentally, he also helped the Rugged Civilization resolve the virus problem—a poison devised by the Green Mountain Civilization.
Xiao Ai and Qi Kexiu jointly developed an antidote based on the principle of fighting poison with poison.
The original toxin spread through sexual fantasies, causing newborns undergoing class change to become Chosen Ones to have a 99.9999% chance of becoming Berserkers, while the probability of becoming Divine Archers was only 0.00001%.
In reality, the odds were even lower.
These figures are merely approximate examples.
To neutralize the virus, they needed to simultaneously increase the probability of becoming Divine Archers while reducing the likelihood of becoming Berserkers.
Regrettably, they couldn't increase the probability of becoming Divine Archers—an unsolvable problem.
And so,
They abandoned their research into a cure and stopped trying to restore the Rugged Civilization to its former state. Instead, they administered another poison, reducing the probability of Rugged Civilization members becoming Berserkers to a mere 0.00001%.
Upon reaching adulthood, every member of the Sagittarius Clan was destined to undergo a class change, becoming either a Divine Archer or a Chosen One.
The probability of becoming a Berserker was 0.00001%.
The probability of becoming a Divine Archer was also 0.00001%.
In a sense,
This was equivalent to a 50% chance for each outcome.
A perfect solution.
Though it differed from the original plan, the practical effect remained largely unchanged.
"Quite satisfactory," Chen Mang murmured, sitting in the locomotive cabin and gazing at the control panel screen, where he was secretly monitoring the Rugged Civilization's Council of Elders meeting. A faint smile played on his lips.
His mission was now complete.
The Sagittarius Clan had two months remaining before their return to their ancestral homeland.
All he needed to do was wait patiently. Once the two months passed and the Rugged Civilization departed, he would inherit all their resources and civilizational territory.
Of course.
He had also kept a trump card up his sleeve.
After all, he had never heard of the "Bloodline Wormhole" before. The fact that nothing could be carried through it had only been revealed by the Rugged Civilization's Great Elder. What if the Elder was lying?
If he left without securing the resources, he would end up with nothing—a wasted effort. Worse, he would be mocked behind his back as a fool who had lost both his wife and his army, a humiliation he couldn't tolerate.
Fortunately—
His recent surveillance confirmed the Rugged Civilization's claims. No resources could be taken through the Bloodline Wormhole, meaning everything would soon be his.
This was far faster than plundering.
Plundering could never secure all the resources of an entire galaxy. Many resources were scattered among ordinary people—a few thousand or tens of thousands of iron ore units held by a single commoner, for example. Would he really go after every individual for such meager pickings?
Even with the Green Mountain Civilization, he had only taken the bulk of their resources. He hadn't bothered with the meager pickings held by ordinary people on other planets.
If the Rugged Civilization were to relocate directly, even these meager pickings would be his, making collection far easier and requiring minimal effort.
"If the Rugged Civilization's Great Elder continues to honor his promises so faithfully, the Sagittarius Clan might yet receive an olive branch of friendship from human civilization," Chen Mang mused, clicking his tongue in admiration.
Truth be told, after a lifetime of deception and betrayal, he found it somewhat unsettling to encounter such an honest friend. Someone who kept their word without fail, never lied, and always played it straight.
"How goes it?"
In the blink of an eye, the three-month countdown was nearing its end.
Chen Mang sat in the Stellaris locomotive cabin, facing the Rugged Civilization's Great Elder. Smiling, he said, "The antidote we developed, like the virus itself, spreads through sexual fantasies."
"Full dissemination will still take some time."
"I estimate that within a few decades, as new generations are born and mature, the virus plaguing your civilization will be completely eradicated."
"According to our agreement,"
"I should now be permitted to reside within the Rugged Civilization, correct?"
"Correct!"
The Rugged Civilization Grand Elder took a deep breath and nodded slowly, his gaze earnest as he looked at Chen Mang. "Keep striving. Your civilization possesses immense potential. I believe that one day, we will see you on the stage of God-Tier Civilizations."
(End of the Chapter)
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