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The last life of a transmigrator: The interstellar age.

A young man lived many lives. He lived as a cultivator in a world of Wuxia, a Saint, a sword master, a leader in the apocalypse, a doctor, a chef, a robotics and weapons engineer, a half dragon, a elf, a Dyried, a CEO, a Hunter, and much more. And finally his last life in the interstellar era arrived. How will he live? Will the never lived romance be found? What friends, planets and galaxies will be found? and what about the enemies thr treasons and the blood in the way? IG:@great.daoofspace

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Sleeping on the chest.

 MC POV 

After calming the strange sense of familiarity, I composed myself and focused on the information laid out, using any remaining electronic surveillance channels on the planet and small drones to anticipate potential movements of the Zerg. Based on their previous attack, it's clear they'll aim to drive us off their "territory." 

Naturally, I could still feel three distinct gazes on me from time to time. One was my boyfriend's—filled with affection, tenderness, and a strong sense of longing. The second was a curious, somewhat perplexed look from the Second Prince, as though he was trying to understand me. The third seemed to be a mix of curious glances from members of my group, likely wondering about any connection between me and the Second Prince. 

None of these stares would get a reaction for now; the focus was on strategizing for a possible enemy attack.