Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

Qianwu Universe Kingdom, Black Dragon Mountain Star Region, Black Tan Empire, Azure Star.

Nanjiang Base City.

"Yan Ning, 26 years old, served for 10 years, junior general-level martial artist, fourth-level apprentice."

"Given that your genetic energy has been depleted, resulting in damage to your meridians, your physical condition is no longer sufficient to support frontline combat."

According to Article 283 of the Post-Disaster Work Regulations, you have met the conditions for retirement due to illness in order to preserve superior human genes.

Based on genetic testing, the organization requires you to have at least three offspring with three adult women within five years; this is both a responsibility and an obligation.

Please be aware.

inside the house.

A human figure was reflected on the holographic screen.

Yan Ning looked at the constantly appearing prompts, sighed deeply, and finally chose to confirm.

He had been in the Swallowed Star world for nine years. The original owner of this body died a glorious death during his first mission to exterminate the enemy, and Yan Ning then transmigrated into this world.

As a transmigrator, Yan Ning also had the idea that "a great man should wield a three-foot sword and achieve unparalleled feats," but facing the monstrous beasts of the cataclysm, without a system, he could only walk on thin ice.

Fortunately, he has a bit of talent.

He became a martial artist envied by outsiders.

swoosh-

As the holographic screen went out.

at this time.

A strange noise came from outside the window.

The Sky Defense Array in Nanjiang Base City was humming dully from the impact of the monsters, accompanied by the firelight of several flying monster corpses falling to the ground.

Yan Ning went to the window and sighed, "So be it. With my current talent, reaching the War General level is the limit..."

"Even if I only sleep five hours a day, even if I try every guiding technique I can find, my cultivation level remains unchanged."

"Four years without any progress, it's time to accept my fate!"

He once firmly believed that his fate was in his own hands, not in the hands of heaven.

We can try again.

Work even harder.

Without talent and without good genes, there is ultimately no hope. Some things are destined from birth.

All power was turned off inside the house.

Yan Ning did not cultivate as diligently as before, but instead chose to take a peaceful nap.

Tomorrow, I have to go to the matchmaking event organized by Azure.

......

the next day.

Nanjiang Base Office, Auditorium No. 17.

This week's "Gene Matching Exchange Meeting" is being held here.

In the era of catastrophe, because martial artists' genes are superior to those of ordinary people, every retired or disabled martial artist is regarded as the most valuable "breeding resource".

For martial artists, reproduction is the final battlefield.

Hundreds of people were seated in the auditorium.

Most of the men are retired martial artists like Yan Ning who are injured or have exhausted their potential, while the women are mostly elite women in the base city or healthy civilians.

"No. 072, Yan Ning, Warrior level, physical assessment grade B, excellent genes, recommended match range: senior teachers, researchers or women whose genetic potential has reached the second level of apprentice."

Yan Ning sat on a bench in the rest area.

Watching couples in the distance exchange marriage certificates after just ten minutes of conversation, I felt a surge of indescribable emotion.

Marriage is mostly about living together as a couple.

Yan Ning is easygoing.

"Hello, Mr. Yan."

A gentle voice interrupted his thoughts.

Looking up, I saw a woman wearing a white dress, with fair skin and a tall figure.

"My name is Shen Yao, I am 24 years old, and I am a biology teacher at Nanjiang Third Primary School. My genetic compatibility report shows that I am 91% compatible with you."

"I know you were a hero on the front lines, if... if you don't mind that I'm just an ordinary person."

The woman sat down and gracefully handed over a holographic document.

Yan Ning looked at her.

I looked again at the huge banner hanging above the auditorium—

[Reproduction is the final battlefield for martial artists.]

After a long pause, he finally spoke:

"I'm already retired due to illness, so I can't be called a hero."

"Miss Shen, you should know that choosing to retire from martial arts means that your future life may involve taking care of someone with hidden injuries, and you may even have to face my genetic collapse that could occur at any time."

Shen Yao smiled, her eyes resolute:

"In this era, being able to live to get married and have children is already far more fortunate than most people who die in the wilderness."

I want a home, and I want my child to be born under the protection of martial artists.

Yan Ning remained silent for a moment, then let out a long sigh.

The obsession that had weighed on his heart for nine years vanished completely at this moment.

"it is good."

He stood up, extended his hand, and said, "Let's go register."

There was no wedding, and no diamond ring.

With the help of the staff, two red electronic certificates were issued to their mobile phones.

From this moment on, Yan Ning officially joined the ranks of martial artists who had retired due to illness.

......

That night.

The new residence allocated to the martial arts family quarters.

Shen Yao seemed very flustered.

She changed into a red wedding dress and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Brother Yan Ning..."

Yan Ning snapped out of his daze, looking at the woman before him whose fate would now be intertwined with his own, and then at the neon lights of the bustling yet dangerous base city outside the window.

He walked over and took Shen Yao's cool hand in his.

"You've suffered because of me."

"I am already one of the luckiest women in the world," Shen Yao shook her head.

Yan Ning turned around and looked at the woman whose fate would be intertwined with his from now on.

The sense of resignation in his heart gradually transformed into a strange sense of responsibility.

Even if I can't become a god-king who roams the universe, protecting this little family might be a form of cultivation.

The red candlelight flickered.

Outside the window, the cold wind howled, but inside, spring was gradually intensifying.

......

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed onto the headboard.

Yan Ning opened his eyes, feeling the still stagnant genetic energy within his body. He instinctively wanted to get up and go to the training ground, but suddenly remembered that he no longer needed to go.

He turned his head to look at Shen Yao, who was sleeping soundly beside him, and felt a sense of peace in his heart.

however.

Just as he was about to get up, a grand voice, as vast as the beginning of the universe, resounded in his mind:

[Host has completed the initial "branching out" task; bloodline gene connection successful]

The "Many Children, Many Blessings" system has been activated.

[Rewards being distributed: 1 lucky draw]

[Note: The host's genes are currently active. If an offspring of apprentice level or higher is born, the reward multiplier will be doubled!]

[Details...]

Yan Ning stood frozen in place.

system?

This golden opportunity, nine years late, arrived the moment he chose to accept his fate and marry.

"It's not because I didn't try, but because I... chose the wrong way to experience this world?"

Yan Ning lowered his head.

He looked at Shen Yao in his arms, who seemed somewhat worried because of his unusual behavior.

"Brother Yan Ning, what's wrong?"

Yan Ning took a deep breath, suppressing the joy in his heart.

He slowly leaned close to Shen Yao's ear and said:

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly feel... we might have to exceed the reproduction task assigned by the organization."

Shen Yao blushed.

Before I could react, I was pulled into an overwhelming force.

Another wave of crimson waves crashed over the brocade quilt, while jade-like bones lay buried in the dust and mud.