Spirit cultivation and immortality, how do you control an aircraft carrier?

This is an expectation for life, an expectation for the future, a strong emotion that feels like dying at this moment would be filled with immense regret and resentment.

"I really don't know what kind of place he comes from to have such enthusiasm and expectations." Chief Guard He had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He had never seen that kind of positive and high-spirited mood in anyone else.

If Shen Huang knew what Chief He was thinking, he would probably tell him that this is called a "positive energy field".

People in this world live a precarious existence, so where does positive energy come from?

On the contrary, Shen Huang, although he was anxious and desperate in the first few days due to the unfamiliar environment and danger, had already changed his mood after contacting his hometown and getting the country involved.

Especially after witnessing the power of the "Immortal Jade Slip".

He was wholeheartedly anticipating the supernatural power to truly control the world.

That was exactly what Shen Huang had been pursuing in the past.

"It took almost two hours, but I've finally got it roughly sorted out." Shen Huang glanced at the time on his phone, still looking excited.

Through the information transmitted into his mind from that jade slip, he gained a basic understanding of this world.

First of all, this place was once a country called "Tsugu-no-kuni".

Its technological level was at the feudal era, but in other aspects it was somewhat similar to ancient China, including its writing system, which was also pictographic.

Most importantly—this place indeed possesses a systemic, extraordinary power.

Moreover, it's about cultivating immortality!

That's right. Although the translations are different, judging from the adjectives used in the text to describe the ultimate aspiration for cultivation, isn't that the immortal?

Even the written language was spread by cultivators.

"Cultivators can fly on swords, traversing the heavens, and even summon wind and rain, like gods." Shen Huang couldn't help but stand up and pace back and forth in the small room. "It's so similar, so incredibly similar! This is actually a world of cultivation! Cultivation really exists! But—"

He paused slightly, and his expression became a little serious.

The information provided did not describe the current situation in many words, but as the saying goes, the shorter the text, the bigger the story.

These few words are extremely important!

[A great calamity, a blood moon, descended from the heavens, shrouding the world in gray mist. All living beings and numerous immortals gathered, but none could prevail. Thus, they created the 'Spirit Control Technique,' dispersing it across four regions in order to preserve their lineage. After that, no more cultivators were found, only 'Spirit Control Masters' remained!]

This short sentence seems to explain what has happened in the world.

The blood moon and the gray fog both appeared suddenly.

Then came "all living things." The cultivators gathered together, but they were helpless against this change, so they created new methods that were more suitable for the world and dispersed them to various places in order to ensure that the lineage of the Dao could survive.

"It is indeed a cultivation world, but a cultivation world that is deeply mired in an inexplicable calamity?" Shen Huang made a conclusion in his mind.

To be honest, this information was quite impactful. Even though Shen Huang tried his best to control his emotions, all sorts of chaotic thoughts and ideas kept surging up.

Humans are not machines.

But Shen Huang didn't intend to sort it out himself.

Doesn't this also mean we have a powerful partner?

He sat down cross-legged again and closed his eyes.

My thoughts easily returned to my home planet.

Instead of arriving at the previous meeting room, we arrived at a new place.

Located in an underground cave, it shows signs of artificial construction dating back decades, but it is very sturdy. Today, it is bustling with people. A strong engineering corps is working hard to complete the construction, many heavily armed soldiers are patrolling around, and various researchers and staff with signs are busy everywhere.

This is the place that the country specially prepared for Shen Huang, equipped with the highest level of biochemical protection room.

When Shen Huang's consciousness entered the special contact room, he simply tapped the screen a few times with a specially made "touch paper," and the staff guarding the room immediately stood up, their faces full of surprise.

"Shen Huang, you're back! Is everything safe?"

That's right, this staff member is Bai Hao.

Shen Huang was also somewhat surprised. Although he had expected that Bai Hao would most likely be brought to this classified unit, he did not expect that he would be the person in charge of the handover.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Huang typed.

"I'm already involved in top-secret files, so joining is the best option. Later, my superiors said this position as the primary receptionist is perfect for me, so I came." Bai Hao was clearly still in a state of excitement, but he hadn't forgotten his work. "Besides me, there are four other people to ensure that no matter when you arrive, someone will contact you immediately and you can get directly to the top. Also, there are several buttons on the screen in this room. This one means safe, and this one means extremely dangerous..."

Shen Huang kept it firmly in mind.

He clearly understood that although these procedures might seem cumbersome, they were actually a sign of being formal and efficient.

In emergency situations, efficiency can be significantly improved if every step can save as much time as possible.

At that moment, he pressed the button that represented "safety".

Then he said, "This time the harvest is huge. I need intelligence analysis support. Also, I have prepared the otherworldly things you need and can bring them at any time—it's soil mixed with the blood of people from another world."

"Understood, I'll notify them immediately!" Bai Hao's eyes widened, and his face lit up with joy.

The blood of people from another world!

He knew, of course, that although so many people had gathered here, it was still just a small test of strength.

Everyone is waiting for the most crucial verification.

—An item from another world!

But probably no one could have imagined that the first thing Shen Huang brought over would be the blood of someone from another world.

"Whether Area 51 exists over there is still a mystery, but here, we're really about to have a sixth kind of contact." Bai Hao quickly clicked a few times on his control terminal, then led Shen Huang a few more steps to a highly confidential conference room without windows, which was even sealed off with soundproof panels.

Some people had already arrived in a hurry, and many had even jogged over.

General Li, whom he had met before, was among them.

However, most of them were people I had never met before.

Shen Huang's gaze swept over the name tags hanging on the chests of these people. Some of them were researchers. For example, an elderly man who looked to be in his fifties and was rather thin had a name tag on his chest that read "Research Department: Genes and Species - Xu Yan".

In addition, the signs hanging on the bodies of several people caught Shen Huang's attention.

Strategic Analysis Department

Among these people, there was one who looked very young, at most in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance, who would not stand out even if thrown into a crowd, named Zhou Yu.