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Chapter 1 of 10

Chapter 1

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Desire is the driving force for progress, but it also breeds destruction.

In the year 2206 AD, human civilization faced the most severe energy crisis in history. Due to excessive development, Earth's climate had become extremely harsh. The lunar colonies could not support the relocation of over ten billion people. The Salvation Plan was initiated, and humans decided to create a small "artificial black hole" in the Earth-Moon system to provide eternal energy and improve Earth's environment. This plan was clearly extremely dangerous, but it was the only method at the time.

In 2216, the black hole was successfully created, but the consequences were beyond human prediction. The black hole caused a higher-dimensional plane to overlap with Earth, producing a spatial energy resonance effect that led to dramatic changes on Earth. Spatial rifts, superpowers, and mutated creatures emerged, plunging Earth into chaos. Traditional weapons were ineffective against these monsters, and after the ultimate measure of nuclear weapons failed, Earth's population plummeted to over 200 million in just three years. The original civilization was almost completely destroyed, and humanity entered the end times.

However, in such a crisis, humanity's extraordinary vitality, matching its greed, was also revealed. After years of struggle, people discovered that the dangerous energy that caused Earth's creatures to mutate and brought extraterrestrial beings had also altered many humans. They continuously sought ways to grow stronger. After countless efforts, they finally established a new combat system. This system, created by countless heroes who sacrificed their lives, was called the Heroic Spirit System, symbolizing that the spirit of heroes would never be extinguished.

At the same time, the great scientist Glen Grasso discovered the scientific method to use the anomalous energy. People called this power "Grasso Force," and the corresponding technology was known as Rune Technology. After paying a heavy price, humans mastered this new energy source, escaping the danger of extinction.

After hundreds of years of struggle, humans re-established their foothold on Earth. Combining the old technology with the new combat system, they formed cities and continued to expand. Those who ignited their spirit flames became the main force protecting the cities, known as Heroic Spirit Warriors. The most important department in each city was the Heroic Spirit Academy, the cradle of warriors. With the old order completely shattered, two major structures emerged in the process of human society's rebirth: the Imperial Alliance and the Free Federation.

The Free Federation: It largely continued the order of the old era, serving as a transition for some of the ruling classes of the old era. The parliament was the highest authority, and major families and corporations were the actual rulers. They inherited most of the old era's resources and technology and excluded mutants, strictly prohibiting marriage with them.

The Imperial Alliance: It inherited fewer resources from the old era. The abandoned human groups during the dark age grew and thrived through blood and fire, forming a national alliance. The hierarchy was strict, accommodating humans, new humans, and extraterrestrial beings, pursuing a survival path that prioritized strength.

Initially, the two major groups often clashed over resources, but under the pressure of powerful enemies, they eventually reached a peace agreement, forming the best development stage for humanity since the new era. In just a hundred years, the human population rapidly recovered to around one billion. It had to be acknowledged that humans, with their intelligence and strong reproductive capabilities, once again became a powerful contender for Earth's dominance.

However, what was lost would never return. In addition to humans, the current Earth has five major restricted zones due to mutations, filled with formidable powers that humans still cannot conquer. Moreover, the influence of higher dimensions made humans realize that they were not the chosen ones.

In the year 516, in the Caesar Empire, one of the three major empires of the Imperial Alliance, the best hospital, a frail child lay in the intensive care unit, on the brink of death.

"Shirley, don't be sad. I believe this child will pull through!" Wang Zhanfeng comforted his wife.

But Shirley's tears still fell, drop by drop. It was just a pitiful infant, born into a life of hardship. After narrowly surviving a major disaster, who would have thought that his body would still be severely affected? "This is God's punishment. We should have acted earlier..."

Wang Zhanfeng gently shook his head. This matter had been jointly sealed by the Free Federation and the Imperial Alliance, becoming a taboo. After all, it was the largest man-made disaster since the new era, once again proving that God makes people mad before destroying them. But who could really know what was right or wrong?

Dr. Leighton Gario, a super genius, was the highest achiever in old technology and rune technology in the past century. By chance, he obtained the so-called "Fate Stone," a high-dimensional order deity, and proposed the crazy idea of "everyone can become a god," "reclaiming everything that belongs to humans," and "conquering higher dimensions." He secretly received support from the Imperial Alliance. Humans had long coveted the power of higher dimensions. In the unregulated Inca City, he began his experiments. This was not the first time humans had peeked into the domain of the gods, nor the first time they had failed. However, the experiment's failure caused a magnitude 13 earthquake, with the city collapsing and being submerged by a tsunami in just one day, resulting in massive casualties and leaving hundreds of thousands homeless. Without a doubt, the Imperial Alliance abandoned Dr. Leighton, making him a scapegoat. The deceased Dr. Leighton transformed from a scientific genius into a devil of black technology.

Wang Chong was an orphan from that disaster.

Wang Zhanfeng embraced his wife, "This child is very strong. He even tried to reassure us just now. Sigh."

"Seeing him endure the pain with a smile, my heart is breaking." Shirley couldn't control her tears, which fell one after another.

"Perhaps death is a form of relief, but if he can pull through, we will leave here and live a peaceful life. All the troubles will be irrelevant to us." Wang Zhanfeng made up his mind, having experienced both glory and the depths of despair, leaving only his precious family.

In the ward, a four- or five-year-old child lay quietly, with the machines beeping beside him. He had just been given a sedative, and Wang Chong could finally drift into sleep.

Actually, Wang Chong didn't like sleeping much. Being awake was painful, but he wasn't alone. He loved this vibrant world, and when he slept, he could only feel endless darkness and loneliness.

But this couldn't be stopped. As Wang Chong's breathing became steady, everything around him grew quiet. After a while, the machine beside him flickered, and Wang Chong's eyelids twitched.

Since he could remember, Wang Chong's dreams had only been dark. He could do nothing, but today seemed different. The endless darkness suddenly turned red... This gave little Wang Chong a great surprise. The pain and suffering had long made him fearless of life and death; what he feared was endless loneliness. The red then turned to orange... yellow... This made little Wang Chong very happy. His silent world finally had colors. What might be a trivial matter to others brought Wang Chong immense joy.

When the surrounding colors stabilized to purple, the colors bloomed like a rainbow. At the core of the colors, a figure appeared.

A... colorful clown!

The clown seemed especially happy, "Hi, hi, kid! I'm your lucky messenger, the handsome Simba, the invincible Simba, the great Simba!" The clown did three backflips in the air, struck an exaggerated pose, and didn't forget to flick his onion-like hair, pulling out a beautiful rainbow.

"Simba? Isn't that a dog's name?" Wang Chong couldn't help but laugh. Any child would react similarly to a clown, especially Wang Chong.

The clown's face fell, "What dog? I'm the Fate Clown Simba, mocking fate, all-powerful. Kid, you're in for a big surprise!"

(Dear friends, the battle has begun. The Skeleton will dedicate a thrilling story to you. The entire new world took two months to set up. This is the Skeleton's tenth book, hoping to bring you joy and emotion, which is the greatest happiness!

A new beginning, I ask for the first collection, recommendation, and click. Thank you all!)

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