Chapter 1

In the scorching summer, even though the sun, which had been dominating the sky and releasing its heat, had already set, and the night sky was dotted with countless stars, with mountain breezes occasionally blowing by, Zhao Shuo still felt a burning sensation all over his body. The only thing that brought him a hint of coolness was the dark, millstone-shaped pendant hanging around his neck.

Standing excitedly in front of the radio telescope, he would occasionally look up at the starry sky, then look down at his wristwatch.

Zhao Shuo, a staff member of the Purple Mountain Observatory of the National Astronomical Observatories, Chinese Academy of Sciences, and a master's student in astronomy, had been fascinated by the vast night sky and the stars since he was a child. His passion for astronomy led him to choose this obscure field, and perhaps it was this enthusiasm that moved the director of the observatory to give him special treatment, otherwise, he would have had little chance to visit the observatory at such a quiet time of night.

Su Qingchan looked at her boyfriend with deep affection. A night breeze blew, causing the white silk short-sleeved dress she wore to cling tightly to her well-proportioned body, revealing her impressive figure.

Her chest was full and her legs long, and even the mysterious triangle between her thighs could be seen faintly with the breeze.

If it were any other man, he would certainly have been captivated by such a beautiful woman, but Zhao Shuo was only focused on the telescope, occasionally glancing at his wristwatch.

Seeing Zhao Shuo, who seemed like a wooden block, Su Qingchan couldn't help but smile bitterly and gently pushed him, saying in a coquettish voice, "A Shuo, do you think the clothes I'm wearing today are pretty?"

Zhao Shuo's gaze fell on Su Qingchan. When he saw her naturally beautiful face, he blushed and said nervously, "Pretty..."

Seeing Zhao Shuo's nervousness, Su Qingchan smiled and slowly moved closer to him. A refreshing fragrance wafted towards him, and Zhao Shuo's head soon became dizzy, his eyes filled with the sight of Su Qingchan's exposed, smooth, and white chest.

What made Zhao Shuo's heart tremble even more were her full, firm breasts. Just one glance made him feel a surge of heat, and he quickly looked away. However, Su Qingchan moved in front of him, her soft, smooth hand resting on his shoulder, her full chest pressing against his chest, leaving him no room to retreat.

Su Qingchan looked at Zhao Shuo with her beautiful eyes and said softly, "A Shuo, how long have we known each other?"

Zhao Shuo opened his mouth and finally said, "Five years, I guess."

Su Qingchan smiled and said, "Exactly five years. I've been your girlfriend for over three years, but you've never touched me. Don't you like me, or is it something else?"

Zhao Shuo blurted out, "I like you, but the gap between us..."

Su Qingchan's face changed, and she opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, she didn't. However, a look of madness flashed in her eyes. In Zhao Shuo's disbelieving gaze, Su Qingchan kissed him on the lips and awkwardly pulled at his clothes.

Zhao Shuo, a young man full of vigor, had been suppressing his feelings for Su Qingchan all along. Now that she was offering herself, he let go of his reservations and his hands tore at her dress with wild abandon.

The tearing sound was clear in the quiet night. His mouth kissed her tender skin, from her face to her neck, and finally to her full, firm breasts.

Su Qingchan trembled in Zhao Shuo's arms, feeling his passion. She became nervous, especially when Zhao Shuo's hot hands rubbed her firm buttocks.

Suddenly, her body stiffened, and her long legs parted. A look of shyness and determination flashed in her eyes. Her long, slender arms wrapped around Zhao Shuo's strong waist, and on the observatory, their bodies slowly merged.

"Ah!"

A muffled groan, and a spot of red trickled down her long legs onto the white dress on the ground.

For a moment, the scene was filled with passion.

As if in a dream, when Zhao Shuo came to his senses, Su Qingchan was clinging to him like an octopus. Her well-proportioned body was exposed, almost making Zhao Shuo lose control again.

Tenderly, he picked up the sleeping Su Qingchan and placed her on the bed in the monitoring room, pulling a blanket over her tempting body. Sitting by the bed, he gazed at the woman who had willingly given herself to him, feeling a surge of tenderness.

Suddenly, Zhao Shuo glanced at his wristwatch and stood up, muttering, "A once-in-a-thousand-years supernova explosion, the director doesn't believe my theory. I'll take a picture of the supernova explosion and see if Qingchan, Xiao Liu, and Old Sun will be shocked to drop their glasses."

Clearly somewhat resentful, Zhao Shuo lifted a strand of Su Qingchan's hair, kissed her forehead, put on a pair of shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, and took a bottle of mineral water to replenish the fluids he had lost. He then left the monitoring room.

He looked up at the night sky, and his eyes narrowed with excitement. He rushed to the large radio telescope and looked into the deep, starry sky through it.

"Clunk"

The bottle of mineral water in Zhao Shuo's hand fell to the ground. His face showed shock, his mouth wide open, his eyes fixed, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

With a thud, Zhao Shuo sat down on the ground, his chest heaving. He muttered, "What the hell, what the hell! How can there be a giant next to the supernova? Qingchan, get up and see the giant..."

He shivered, rubbed his eyes, and smiled bitterly, saying, "I must be seeing things. It can't be a giant. It must be a special shape formed by the supernova explosion."

With this thought, the shock on Zhao Shuo's face disappeared. He quickly got up, ran, and cackled, "Ha, I'm going to be famous. If I can take a picture of that giant, the whole world's astronomers and enthusiasts will be shocked speechless."

Zhao Shuo rushed to the radio telescope again, looking at the position of the supernova and controlling the camera function to take a picture. However, he stood there dumbfounded again. Through the radio telescope, he saw, to his horror, that in the depths of the distant starry sky, a giant, like Pangu, was slowly bringing his hands together. The light and matter emitted by the supernova were being gathered by those huge hands.

Suddenly, the giant turned his head and looked back. Zhao Shuo felt a shock to his soul, as if the world had flipped. A pale purple lightning bolt appeared above his head.

Before Zhao Shuo could react, he seemed to vaporize. However, when the strange lightning bolt struck the dark millstone-shaped pendant hanging around his neck, it did not harm the pendant at all. Instead, the pendant emitted a mysterious light, enveloped Zhao Shuo's soul, which was about to dissipate, and broke through the void, disappearing in an instant. The entire observatory was quiet, with only the radio telescope Zhao Shuo had opened still silently recording everything happening in the distant starry sky.

"Ouch, my head hurts!"

Zhao Shuo sat up, and when he saw the room, he was stunned. His face showed disbelief, and he pinched his leg, feeling the pain. He gasped, "Heaven, what a joke! It's just a supernova explosion, and it has to play such a trick? What about my Qingchan? What will happen to her?"

Suddenly, Zhao Shuo reached for his neck and found nothing. Confused, he muttered, "That's strange. I remember being struck by lightning and being taken away by the small millstone. Why is the small millstone gone?"

Sitting dejectedly on the edge of the bed, he had finally had an intimate moment with his long-term girlfriend, thinking he could now sleep with such a beautiful woman every night.

However, looking at the ancient furniture in the room, Zhao Shuo realized that the strange and bizarre memories from his recent dream were real. He had somehow taken over the body of a man with the same name and absorbed his memories in his sleep.

Based on the memories he had, the world he was in was called the Ancient World. Whether it was the same as the original world or not, due to the loss of many memories, Zhao Shuo couldn't determine if it was a different world or an alien planet.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Shuo got out of bed, trying to put on the complicated clothes while muttering, "Whether it's a different world or an alien planet, at least I'm not a cat, a dog, or one of those disgusting bugs from Hollywood movies. Thank heaven, I'm still in human form."

The image of Su Qingchan flashed in his mind, and Zhao Shuo felt a pang in his heart. "Since I can come here, maybe I can go back. If I can, I will. I just don't know when I'll see Qingchan again."

Standing in front of a bronze mirror, Zhao Shuo looked at the blurry figure and sighed in relief. Not bad, this body looked strong, with a youthful face, about fifteen or sixteen years old. What made Zhao Shuo feel at ease was that his skin, eyes, and even his appearance were about eighty percent similar to his original self. If he didn't know this wasn't Earth, he would have thought it was ancient Earth.

"Second Brother, Second Brother, are you up? It's time to go to school!"

A clear female voice came from outside the door. Zhao Shuo was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted. The door creaked open, and a figure rushed into his arms. Zhao Shuo instinctively held the girl.

Zhao Luan, Zhao Shuo's younger sister, was fifteen years old, just one year younger than him. She was lively, beautiful, and much smarter than him.

The girl blinked her bright eyes and looked at Zhao Shuo with confusion. "Second Brother, what's wrong? Are you worried about Chen Tiangui and his gang? Don't worry, we won't provoke them."

Zhao Shuo came to his senses and looked at the familiar yet somewhat strange girl in front of him, sighing inwardly. Since he had taken over Zhao Shuo's body and they had the same name, he would consider himself the real Zhao Shuo from now on.

Making up his mind, Zhao Shuo smiled slightly. "Don't worry, Little Sister, Second Brother isn't afraid of Chen Tiangui and his gang."

The girl's thoughts and feelings were always sensitive. Zhao Luan vaguely sensed that her Second Brother was different from usual, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She blinked and pulled Zhao Shuo out of the room. "Second Brother, Chen Tiangui and his gang underwent the family star map opening a year ago and are now at the Spirit Aperture stage. We can't provoke them."

When Zhao Shuo heard this, some fragmented information flashed through his mind. By the time he understood what the star map, opening, and Body Tempering stage were, they had already reached the dining room.

An elderly woman looked at Zhao Shuo and Zhao Luan with affection. When Zhao Shuo saw the woman, he felt a sense of warmth, a feeling of kinship that came from blood.

Involuntarily, Zhao Shuo trembled and called out, "Mother!"

As the saying goes, a mother and son share a deep connection. Chu Xiu keenly sensed Zhao Shuo's unusual state and looked at him more closely. Unfortunately, she could never have imagined that the body of the living Zhao Shuo in front of her now housed a different soul.

Smiling affectionately, Chu Xiu handed the prepared food to Zhao Shuo. "Eat, you have to go to school soon. You're almost an adult, and it's almost time to graduate. The Chen family is a collateral branch of our family, and although they are not highly regarded, Chen Tiangui has undergone the family star map opening. Once the spirit aperture is open, one can cultivate, and cultivators are much stronger than ordinary people. These family children are not easy to provoke. If you keep getting into arguments with them, you'll be the one who suffers. If only your father..."

Chu Xiu paused, a sad look on her face. She reached out and stroked Zhao Luan and Zhao Shuo's heads. "In any case, listen to your mother. I'm working hard to earn money, and I will make sure my children can open their spirit apertures."

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