Global Era of Star trekking
This was the great era of vast warships and the Star River, a time when the multi-universe was shattered and countless Cosmic Fragments were scattered across the void, forming the boundless Shattered Starry Sea. Immortal Domain Dao soldiers, mechanical gods, golden giants, wizard Dominators... An endless array of strange civilizations. Starry Sea Oddity, Genetic Potions, exoskeletal armors, Floating Land Origin... Treasures that could be found everywhere. Spectral Shuttle, Spectral Airship, Spectral Warship, Escort Ships, Battleships, Star-Annihilating Starships, hyperdimensional mother ships... The clearly stratified Xinhuo warships. Song Chi held a Zhu Tian Ruins Market in his hand and engaged in interstellar trade with the countless peoples of the Starry Sea. What? Titanium Crystals are worthless in your Star Domain? I'll take them all, damn it, this is a strategic resource! You call this a chunk of iron? This is Mixed Elemental Copper, the ultimate Enhancement resource! Ordinary ship cannon? Isn't this a golden Star-Annihilating Cannon? Quick... I'll buy it! ... Stretching across the stars, starting from the flame of human civilization.
Chapter 130: Domineering
All the people in the hall shivered as intense surges rose in their hearts.
It wasn't just because of the words "Tracking Mark" that Song Chi had uttered, but also because of the awe-inspiring pressure that surrounded him at that moment.
"F... First Rank!"
"What a joke, didn't he awaken at the same time as us? How could he possibly have made a breakthrough to First Rank already?"
"Damn, do we actually have such a hidden talent in our class? Awakening to Guidance Technique and breaking through to lv10 in less than a year?"
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After the initial shock subsided, everyone belatedly shifted their focus to the words "Tracking Mark."
For a time, the gazes of many people in the room flickered uncertainly.
Combining Tracking Mark with a naive young girl, the implication was instantly clear to nearly everyone, and they began looking around the hall, speculating who could have left the Tracking Mark.