Swallowing the Stars: The cheat system only comes when I'm almost a god?

In the seventh battlefield outside the territory, at the barracks base numbered 026.

The Free Recruitment Hall is the only place where warriors who have just arrived at the extraterrestrial battlefield and have been rated as elite realm lords can obtain information about various teams. Some immortal gods of average strength can only find their ideal team here.

Of course, some powerful individuals also start here when they want to create their own teams, so there is a very small chance that a few peerless geniuses will appear in the recruitment hall.

At that moment, a young man codenamed "Blade" stood quietly in the corner, wearing an inconspicuous gray Force suit.

His face was slightly obscured by the blurry force field of his battle suit, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes that calmly scanned the light screen.

He had just been assigned here through the military system. Although he was confident in his abilities, acting alone without sufficient experience would be tantamount to suicide. Therefore, finding a reliable team to join him was his top priority.

His gaze was quickly drawn to a recruitment notice that was concise in format but demanding in its requirements:

"Firewood Squad, temporarily recruiting members."

Requirements: Age not exceeding 20 million years, strength at least reaching the advanced level of Marquis (Martial Artist or Spiritual Master).

Target area: Outer perimeter of Shattered Star Abyss Secret Realm.

Those who meet the requirements can contact: KLD-7741.

"Twenty million years old? A high-ranking title?" A strange feeling flashed through Ren's mind.

This condition is less about recruiting temporary teammates and more about conducting a precise screening.

In his understanding, only the top ten in each peak genius battle, and those who receive special training from their clans, could possibly meet this requirement.

Even for ordinary geniuses with good talent, the time required to break through from the realm master to immortality and then be tempered to the title of marquis is often in the tens or even hundreds of millions of years.

A thought flashed through his mind like lightning: "Is this some kind of alien spy setting a trap?"

Ren recalled his teacher's solemn admonition before he left.

Extraterritorial battlefields are not only hunting grounds for resources, but also breeding grounds for conspiracies.

The other three top races pay particular attention to the human race's still-developing geniuses, and assassination attempts are commonplace.

Some alien spies disguise themselves as normal elite squads, using highly tempting conditions to lure arrogant young talents, and then launch deadly attacks when they lower their guard. Many newcomers to the region have perished under this tactic.

The teacher had solemnly warned that we must be extremely vigilant about this kind of recruitment that is clearly a selection process for geniuses.

However, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Ren's mouth.

He had absolute confidence in himself. He was not one of those hothouse flowers with talent but no experience. He had ventured into all kinds of dangerous secret realms with a mortality rate of over 95%. Why would he be afraid of a mere alien spy?

More importantly, a fighting spirit was burning within him.

"If he really is a spy... then that's perfect." A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Killing alien spies is also a military achievement, and it's an achievement that can be doubled.

Without much hesitation, Blade sent a communication request according to the code.

The other party replied quickly, providing the coordinates of a remote area of ​​the base, along with an email:

"A realm lord who is confident in his high-level combat strength, seems to be a genius from the core of a major power. I hope your true strength is not as weak as your apparent level."

"?"

Ren admitted that he was a little angry. The other party thought he was no good before even meeting him!

But as a man, the thing he hates most is being told he's not good enough!

"You'd better be spies from another race, otherwise..."

Otherwise, he really couldn't do anything. Not killing each other on the battlefield outside the domain is one of the rules that the human race values ​​most.

If the other party really isn't a spy, even if the teacher is the great Lord of the Universe, he can't retaliate against their contempt; he can only accept his bad luck.

Soon, Blade arrived at a training ground specifically for strong individuals to test their combat abilities, based on the coordinates. Through the teleportation device within, he could reach a meteorite belt near the military base.

In the center of the training ground, a man wearing silver armor and with a long, sheathed sword hanging at his waist stood with his hands behind his back.

His posture appeared relaxed, but Ren keenly sensed the spatial fluctuations around him, realizing that he was constantly comprehending the fundamental laws of space!

But what's even more eye-catching is another figure leaning against the alloy pillar next to him.

It was a woman wearing a set of flowing, crimson-gold armor. The armor was not ornate or complicated, but extremely simple, which accentuated her agile figure with a sense of power.

She didn't look towards the doorway, but instead stared blankly at the sky.

However, thanks to his remarkable understanding of the fundamental laws of space, Ren could clearly see that the space within a radius of several hundred meters centered on this woman had become exceptionally stable, as if it had been reinforced by an invisible force.

Although his manipulation of the laws of space was more subtle, it was clearly far superior to that of the other man.

"Could it be a King-level expert?" Ren's gaze turned serious. "But would a King-level expert become a spy?"

The moment he stepped into the arena, the silver-armored man turned around and revealed a hearty smile: "Hello, I'm Meng Qi, the captain of the Firewood Squad!"

Meng Qi's cheerful voice echoed throughout the training ground.

The young man codenamed "Blade" stood at the door, his gaze quickly sweeping between himself and the woman in crimson armor, remaining vigilant.

"You can call me Blade, a Realm Lord level," he replied simply. "I've read your recruitment information and believe my combat strength meets the requirements."

Meng Qi's smile remained unchanged: "Your conditions are somewhat special, but since you're here, you must be confident in yourself."

But regardless, the process has to be followed; we need to confirm that you possess the combat strength required for a marquisate.

"How can we confirm?" Blade asked.

"Two ways." Meng Qi held up two fingers. "First, go to the asteroid belt outside the base. You use one of your favorite secret techniques, and we'll judge your explosive power based on our experience."

Secondly, we can have a battle in a virtual universe, which will allow us to visually demonstrate your combat strength.

"The former can show your level in a real universe environment, but it can only measure whether your attack power is up to standard. It is difficult to judge your combat experience and style."

Although the latter is just a simulation and may have slight deviations from the original universe, it can reveal your practical experience and adaptability.

You can choose either option.

Blade answered almost without hesitation: "Virtual universe."

His choice was very rational.

Although I am confident in myself, I still need to be cautious. If I rashly go outside the military base, the other party may take action if they are really alien spies.

Although the laws of the virtual universe simulation differ slightly from those of the original universe, combat allows for a more comprehensive demonstration of his actual combat abilities, and if he intends to conceal his true strengths, it will be difficult for his opponents to fully ascertain his capabilities.

"A wise choice." Meng Qi nodded and then sent out an invitation to access the virtual universe.

The three of them found seats and sat down, connecting their consciousness to the virtual universe.

Virtual universe, a dedicated battle space.

Against a backdrop of a vast starry sky, beneath your feet lies a sturdy alloy platform.

Meng Qi stood facing the blade, while the woman in crimson-gold armor watched as a referee.

"The rules are simple: show your combat prowess, and my companions and I will judge your level," Meng Qi said, a plain-looking longsword appearing in his hand.

Without further ado, the blade drew its dark gold longsword from its sheath.

The sword hummed, and an incomparably sharp sword intent soared into the sky, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

The battle begins.

With a swift movement, Ren appeared instantly to Meng Qi's left, his longsword unleashing a dazzling golden light that tore through space as it pierced straight for Meng Qi's throat.

This sword strike was swift, ruthless, and precise, demonstrating unparalleled skill in the use of space and clearly indicating a high level of mastery over the fundamental laws of space.

Meng Qi's movements were mysterious; as if he had foreseen the future, he turned sideways and slashed his longsword at an odd angle, precisely striking the spine of the sword.

"clang!"

The metal clanged as it struck, and both men simultaneously retreated several steps.

Ren's eyes narrowed.

The opponent has significantly more combat experience than I do, so predicting his attack trajectory in advance is not difficult.

He held nothing back, his longsword dancing, countless golden sword shadows appearing around him. Each sword shadow drew upon the power of space, transforming into a gradually shrinking sword domain—this was his self-created secret technique, "Thousand Blade Domain," which possessed both the ability to trap and strangle enemies.

Meng Qi brandished his longsword, the blade light flowing like mercury across the ground. Seemingly suppressed by the sword shadow domain, he always managed to find a gap at the crucial moment, using skill to break through force.

The two clashed at high speed within the area, their swords flashing and the laws of the universe fluctuating violently.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the woman in the crimson-gold armor, hidden behind her visor.

She could clearly see that this realm lord, codenamed Blade, had a profound understanding of the fundamental laws of space, reaching a level similar to the "sixteenth level of the Bridge to Heaven," and was even stronger than Lin Yuan, who was disguised as Meng Qi at the moment!

"Interesting..." she thought to herself, "This blade has a very thorough understanding of the nature of space, and its swordsmanship also carries a sharpness that comes from years of battle."

Kobayashi was quite lucky; he was able to recruit such a genius as a temporary teammate as soon as he arrived at the seventh battlefield.

Although he is only a Realm Lord, based on his understanding of spatial laws, it is indeed not an exaggeration to say that he possesses the combat strength of a high-ranking Marquis.

She had roughly guessed Blade's true identity; he was undoubtedly one of the most dazzling geniuses in the human race in recent years. However, since he was using a disguise, she didn't expose him.

For Lin Yuan, being able to travel with such a genius for a period of time was indeed a rare opportunity.

The battle lasted about ten minutes.

The blade unleashed the Thousand Blade Domain to its fullest potential, its sword light pouring down like a torrential downpour; Lin Yuan, on the other hand, maintained a composed defensive and counter-attacking stance, his swordsmanship fluid and seemingly passive, yet in reality flawless.

"Stop," the woman's cool voice rang out.

Both of them stopped at the same time.

Ren was slightly out of breath, and his gaze toward Meng Qi became more serious.

The opponent was only at the high-level of the Marquis rank, yet he was able to so easily withstand the secret technique he was using at full strength. His combat power was far superior to that of the Marquis guards who followed him.

"Your fundamental laws of space are at least at the level of the sixteenth level of the Bridge to Heaven." The woman in crimson-gold armor looked at him. "The power of your self-created secret technique is quite impressive. Combined with your understanding of the laws, it can indeed unleash the combat power of a high-ranking Marquis."

Ren felt a chill run down his spine; the other party had sharp eyes.

He composed himself and nodded to Lin Yuan: "You flatter me."