Sector 7 Trading Post. The "Trash Zone".It was a dirty, neon-lit space station floating in the void. Aliens of all shapes and sizes—some with tentacles, some made of rocks, some just floating brains—were rushing around. Lucas King sat on a rusty crate in the corner of the market. Next to him sat Zero (still in his suit, looking like an out-of-place model) and Malak (who had shrunk himself into a cute purple cat to save space)."Boss," Malak whispered, his stomach growling. "I'm hungry. Can I eat that three-headed lizard over there?""No," Lucas sighed. "That's a police officer. Eating him is illegal."Lucas checked his pocket. [Balance: 3 Omni-Coins.] "We are broke," Lucas muttered. "We need capital. Fast."He looked at the items in his "Inventory". Most of his "God-Tier" weapons from the previous galaxy were labeled [Junk / Antiquated Tech] here. The Tai'a Sword was rated as a "Kitchen Knife". "Unbelievable," Lucas gritted his teeth. "Inflation is a b*tch."He dug deeper into his po

Sector 7 Auction House. VIP Box.Lucas King sat in the VIP box (paid for by Princess Ignis). Below him, thousands of aliens were bidding on spaceships, slaves, and rare ores. "Next Item!" The Auctioneer, a three-headed robot, announced. "Lot #404: The Dead Planet 'X-99'."A hologram appeared. It showed a grey, rusty, metallic sphere the size of Mars. "Description: A failed colony from the Machine Era. No atmosphere. No resources. Just scrap metal." "Starting Bid: 10,000 Omni-Coins."The crowd booed. "Scrap metal? Who wants that?" "Pass!" "It costs more to tow it away than it's worth!"Lucas was about to ignore it too, until...[System Alert!][Scanning Target...][Target is NOT a Planet.][Target is a 'Tier 8 Cosmic Escape Pod' covered in dust.][Contains: 1x 'Stellar Core Engine' (Intact).][Real Value: 100 Trillion Omni-Coins.]Lucas spit out his drink. "Tier 8?! That's higher than the Auditor!" "I must have it."He pressed the button. "10,001 Omni-Coins."The crowd laughed. "Look! The hu

Orbit of X-99 (The Death Star).The silence of deep space was shattered by the roar of engines. Not one, not ten, but five hundred jagged, rusty warships emerged from warp speed. They formed a dense net around Lucas's massive mechanical planet. These ships were covered in spikes, skulls, and graffiti. They leaked oil and radiation. They were the "Void Reavers", the most feared pirate fleet in Sector 7.On the main flagship, The Bone Crusher, Captain Grim slammed his fist on the console. Grim was a nightmare to behold. Half of his face was replaced by a rusty metal plate, and his right eye was a glowing red sensor. "Hahahaha! We found him!" Grim laughed, his voice sounding like grinding gears. "That rich streamer! The one selling the Fire Sticks!"His lieutenant, a lizard-man, hissed nervously. "Captain... that planet... it looks strange. It's too round. Too smooth.""It's just a storage facility!" Grim spat. "Scans show it has zero offensive weapons active. It's a sitting duck!" "Boys

World No. 101: "The Runaway Sweetheart" (Corrupted). Location: The Gu Group Headquarters. Top Floor Office.BANG. BANG. BANG. Someone was smashing the heavy mahogany door with a fire axe. "Honey~ Open the door!" A sweet, girlish voice sang from the other side. "I made your favorite soup! It has your secretary's fingers in it!"Inside the office, the lights were flickering. Gu Aotian, the legendary "Cold-Blooded CEO" of this world, was currently curled up under his massive desk, hugging his knees and sobbing. "Mommy... help me..." Gu Aotian whispered, his Armani suit wet with tears (and pee). "She's crazy! The author said she was a 'White Lotus'! Why is she a Butcher?!"Suddenly, the air shimmered. Lucas King, Zero, and Malak materialized in the middle of the room. Lucas looked around the luxurious office. "Nice decor," Lucas nodded. "A bit tacky with the gold, but classic style."He looked down at the trembling man under the desk. "Are you Gu Aotian? The Protagonist?"Gu Aotian looked

World No. 888: The Azure Sky Realm (Xianxia World). Location: The Azure Sky Sect. The Tribulation Platform.Dark clouds covered the sky. Purple lightning dragons roared. Sect Leader Li, a 900-year-old elder with a white beard, sat in the center of the platform. He was coughing blood. "It is over," Li sighed, looking at his shattered shield. "This is the 9-Heaven Thunder Tribulation. I have exhausted my spiritual energy. I have no more pills." "Today, I fall."Thousands of disciples watched in tears. "Sect Leader!" "The Heavens are heartless!" "Cultivation is too hard!"Just as the final bolt of lightning—thick as a mountain—crashed down... [PAUSE.] The world suddenly froze. The lightning bolt stopped inches from Li's nose.A giant, golden system window appeared in the sky, blocking the sun. It wasn't a heavenly decree. It was a Pop-up Ad.[WARNING: Tribulation Difficulty is too high!] [Do you want to skip this level?] [Cost: 648 Spirit Stones.] [YES] / [NO]Sect Leader Li blinked. "Wh