Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

After a few moments, Chu Zheng's eyes flickered subtly as he deactivated the Invisibility Technique, willingly exposing himself to the numerous drones.

Living in a developed civilization of the Tianyao Federation scope, moving around in this region would be nearly impossible without identity information.

Perhaps it would be better to directly contact the Tianyao Federation—currently in their eyes, he must seem merely a native with not much threat. After going through some procedures, there should not be much danger.

After all, to the colossal entity that was the Tianyao Federation, Chu Zheng was truly insignificant.

Soon, several tens of individuals clad in armor appeared and completely surrounded Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng glanced at them—they were all Second Order, dressed just as Zhuo Xiu had been outside Yuncao City.

It seemed that this type of armor had already reached mass production capability within the Tianyao Federation.

This was undoubtedly quite terrifying—for Second Order was comparable to the Entry Dao Realm of cultivators and even for those with Middle Quality Immortal Bone, it would take ten years of diligent cultivation to reach this realm.

Yet the Tianyao Federation could effortlessly produce countless cultivators of the Entry Dao Realm.

Moreover, considering the many warships, setting aside those Immortal Treasures that suppressed fortune, the forces Chu Zheng now saw, compared to Cangyun before the great changes between heaven and earth, were evenly matched, if not stronger.

And what Chu Zheng saw now could still be only a fraction of the Tianyao Federation's full strength.

Before Chu Zheng could speak, two individuals approached quickly, said nothing, and directly forced Chu Zheng to the ground, their powerful strength breaking his arm bones.

The rest, all armed, were on full alert, ready to instantaneously reduce Chu Zheng to pulp should anything amiss occur.

Psst—

A numbness spread from the back of Chu Zheng's neck as a wave of drowsiness surged over him, and a notification flashed on the panel that his body was being eroded by a strong anaesthetic.

Immediately after repairing his own condition, Chu Zheng still feigned unconsciousness while dispersing the Qi within him into the limbs and bones of his body.

From the initial analysis of the two people who had boarded the ship, it was clear that the Tianyao Federation had the means to observe energy fluctuations. Although he was unsure if this would remain undetected, it was still better to be cautious.

Only when Chu Zheng's eyes were tightly closed, and his breathing became regular, did some of the tension in his body ease, followed by a cold voice from above:

"Report, patrol ship number: 424356, which disappeared suddenly three hundred and fourteen years ago, has returned. An Alien Realm native has been caught stowing away and is now successfully subdued."

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The silvery-gray metallic room, its walls and ceiling, shimmered with a cold metallic luster.

A mirrored one-way glass reflected the scene within the room, the figure's face obscured by long hair hanging down as several metal chains suspended it in midair.

Snap—

Intense light struck Chu Zheng's face as strands of electricity surged from his limbs, bringing a wave of intense pain.

Chu Zheng slowly opened his eyes and lifted his head with a frosty expression; this method of waking was far from friendly.

The electric current that was introduced into his body was retained by Chu Zheng. He reversed the Thunder Method, transforming Yin and Yang with thunder into the Five Elements, eventually converting them into ordinary Qi, which he absorbed into his body.

This action was quite exhausting and even slower than direct cultivation itself, an inefficient and thankless task.

Chu Zheng lifted his head and looked toward the one-way glass not far opposite, where the disheveled reflection grew colder.

The Tianyao Federation's reaction was vastly different from what he had anticipated. During the process of being brought to this metallic room, he did not perceive any indication from the Tianyao Federation that they regarded him as a person.

This journey into the Alien Realm seemed not to be as smooth as he had imagined.

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Behind the one-way glass was a laboratory, where a vast screen displayed various physical data about Chu Zheng.

"The muscle and bone density of experiment No. 173 vastly exceeds that of the first generation of Gene Evolvers and is even much higher than that of the second generation."

"Tests show that the subject has a high tolerance for pain, with no observed stress response, not excluding the possibility of electrical storage; no discharge was observed after electrocution."

"He appears similar to those natives we've encountered practicing Ancient Methods, capable of tapping into their own potential. This likely also entails certain thresholds, with no broad replicability."

In a flurry of discussion, a middle-aged man nearing his forties slowly walked up to the glass mirror, looking at Chu Zheng suspended in midair like a dead fish, slightly furrowed his brow, and expressed slight disinterest:

"This native's invisibility ability is somewhat troublesome. Implant the chip, monitor his physical condition, inoculate him with the necessary vaccines, and then send him to the Reformation Place. Someone there should like him."

As his words fell, he turned around and walked to another light screen.

In a similar silver-gray room, a rugged man in tattered clothes was chained. At that moment, his expression was furious, bellowing and howling like a wild beast.

Seeing this, a flicker of excitement passed through the middle-aged man's eyes: "Increase the electric current!"

In the space port, encountering some smuggling natives was nothing unusual; every day there were several who emerged from nowhere.

This was also considered a diversion in their monotonous life. Enjoy more content from empire

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Reformation Place.

This place held all sorts of creatures of unknown origins, humans, wild beasts, and humanoid beings.

What the Reformation Place did was to tame these natives' wild natures, transform them into pets, and then display them on stands for selection.

This was an amusement park for the wealthy, allowing close contact with native beings from various stars in the universe, an opportunity not available to ordinary citizens.

After three months in the Reformation Place, Chu Zheng had deeply understood one fact.

The protection laws of the Tianyao Federation only applied to true citizens of the Tianyao Federation; here, natives had no so-called human rights.

It was just like the Immortal Alliance, which only stood on the side of the Immortal Path Cultivators.

But the biggest difference was that the Immortal Alliance killed off other Taoist orthodoxies only in battle.

Whereas the approach of the Tianyao Federation was to turn them into slaves for amusement, an attitude that was much more exaggerated than that of Immortal Path Cultivators before mortals.

Reflecting on this again, Chu Zheng realized that the people on his entire star had essentially been in a state of captivity.

Throughout the taming process at the Reformation Place, Chu Zheng had been exceedingly cooperative and soon successfully graduated from the Reformation Place.

He became quite a qualified product, now displayed in a showcase.

In a lavishly decorated palace, piles of alloy iron cages were placed.

Chu Zheng squatted among the cages, dressed in a white jumpsuit, and his hands and feet were shackled with extremely heavy chains, weighing tens of thousands of pounds.

Had he not previously concealed his Immortal Bone, these chains would have been even heavier.

"Father, I want him."

A soft call came from above his head, and Chu Zheng looked up to see a father and daughter.

A girl nearing sixteen, in a dress, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her eyes full of fondness.

The father, wearing an exquisite suit with gold trim, hair partially gray, eyes deep.

Chu Zheng's gaze tightened slightly, and his back progressively tensed, sensing the fluctuations of Tribulation Qi, an invisible spiritual perception raising an alarm.

A calamity was approaching.

Soon, he sensed the source of the calamity.

It was indeed from the seemingly harmless girl in front of him.

The girl's look wasn't that of seeing a person, but rather of viewing prey.

In her gaze, fondness mixed with clear and evident greed.

As a product, Chu Zheng clearly had no right to choose his buyer, and within moments, the control of the chip behind his head had already passed into the girl's hands.

An alloy-forged iron chain tightly fastened around his neck.

The girl, following behind her father, took brisk steps and led Chu Zheng away from the Reformation Place.