Hubert wasn't overly startled by this revelation. Given Jacob's rank, it would have been impossible, but even Domi hadn't reached level seven. The only logical inference was that implanting the Energy Stone was Domi's superpower. However, Jacob had mentioned that Domi aimed to resurrect someone. Why then would he need assistance when he himself possessed such capabilities? "Why doesn't he just resurrect the person himself? What's the point in aiding my ascension to level seven? Lancelot almost died, and yet he was saved."Rubbing his chin contemplatively, Hubert waited for Jacob's reply, which came promptly: "The person Domi seeks to revive is already dead—absolutely dead. It's called 'resurrection,' not 'saving a life.' The two situations are hardly comparable.""So that's how it is? The person is already dead." Hubert mused, nodding in comprehension. For some inexplicable reason, Domi's intent to save someone evoked a surge of emotion within him. The mere mention of that mysterious
Hubert hadn't anticipated such revelations. He had always assumed that he had a system granting him buffs, making his cultivation inherently stronger than that of others. But now it emerged that this gaming system was a highly sophisticated AI, capable of human interaction. It was but a guide, showing him the methodology of his cultivation. The more he heard, the less he dared believe. What exactly did Domi know? His knowledge seemed to surpass human comprehension altogether.Given all that Domi had done, Hubert could hazily deduce that he very likely hailed from the future, as Jacob suggested. Only thus could he know which Superhuman in the past had achieved Level 7, or which ones had the potential, and would therefore seek to expedite their advancement. Looking at it this way, Hubert became certain about the person Domi wished to resurrect. It seemed Domi was willing to forsake everything for that one individual, as though he had nothing left but that singular person."So, did you a
However, Jacob offered his own theory: "I think this place doesn't react to ordinary people without Superpowers. Our experience of free-floating might have been a test to gauge our abilities and rank. Once we landed, the force seemed to use our ranks to exert pressure. Since Winston has no rank, the pressure eventually dissipated.""Why do you sound so certain?""Because I've read about it."Jacob elaborated further: "I believe this space is a unique manifestation of Superpower generation. However, the one who created it might not have a sufficiently high rank, hence the chaotic disruption in the normal flow of time.""But if their rank isn't high, how could they even create a space like this?" Hubert instantly retorted, reasoning that even achieving a mere ten square meters of space required a rank three, and a rank four could only open up to twenty square meters. The space they were in had to be at least a hundred square meters, meaning the Superhuman responsible must have achieved
The more he reminisced, the more disheartened he felt. Hubert decided to banish thoughts of Jacob. The recent melancholy was only because someone he once had feelings for had unexpectedly embraced him, not because he still harbored those feelings. As for love, Hubert hadn't yet reached that point with Jacob. In this world, there was only one person for whom he wanted to live and die—Theodore, and Theodore alone.Theodore was the only one who transferred energy to him without concern for his own diminished Superpower or the difficulties in future cultivation. He was the only one who cherished Hubert with unvarnished sincerity, following him from the meteor center to the assembly area even when upset. He was the only one who disciplined Hubert strictly yet spoiled him limitlessly. He was the only one willing to self-destruct to prevent the apocalypse from growing stronger. If Hubert couldn't love such a person, he would truly be blind!"The atmosphere seems to be changing in an odd way.
Jacob replied with earnest eyes, genuinely perplexed: "I truly cannot fathom what thoughts whirl in Hubert's mind to make such a presumption. Domi never mentioned the asteroid's operation, nor did he utter a word about Theodore. From beginning to end, his sole focus was on you and on propelling you to the seventh level. Why would you suspect otherwise?"Hubert's voice took on an eerie cadence, his words imbued with a gravity that caused the room to still: "Because I used my Clairvoyance to see my elder brother, standing right before me.""What? Excuse me?" Jacob's voice raised in pitch, uncertainty evident in his tone: "Theodore stands before you now?"The weight of Hubert's revelation wasn't lost on Winston, who until now had chosen to remain a silent spectator. The shock in his voice was palpable: "Theodore is here?"Hubert, with a hint of mystery, posed a question: "Would you like to see for yourself?""But how?" Jacob's question echoed the skepticism and curiosity they all felt.W
But no answer greeted him. That familiar gaze seemed to drift further away each passing day. Hubert couldn't fathom what had befallen Raymond. Time and again, Raymond had protected him, expressed his feelings through actions. Yet, when Hubert reciprocated, why this awkward distance? At last, Hubert could no longer hold his silence:"You..."Before he could continue, the magma beneath the chasm began to boil fervently, the very space around them quaking violently. It seemed as if that very eye had been waiting for this moment to swiftly soar past Hubert and disappear into the abyss."Wait, please!"But no matter how Hubert called out, that energy-filled eye never returned. And he didn't have much time to ponder upon it, for outside, Jacob and Winston kept calling:"Hubert!""Hubert! Are you alright in there? Everything still okay?"He couldn't ignore them, so he quickly responded:"I'm fine."With that, Hubert swiftly made his way outside. Using his clairvoyance, he could tell the lava
Hubert's voice rose, his query dripping with incredulity. For a brief moment, Jacob found himself lost for words, caught in the realization of his stance. But as tensions grew, Winston stepped in, attempting to diffuse the situation:"What Jacob mentions isn't entirely unfounded. The young master Canis has, indeed, been unreasonably oppressive towards Lancelot. The form of this oppression being tied to their professional obligations. Lancelot, ever so impulsive by nature, has often retaliated. This only fuelled Canis' desire to report and penalize him further. While both hold equivalent military ranks, young master Canis’ achievements are undeniably superior, intensifying Lancelot's resentment. This cycle has persisted for years."The more Hubert heard, the harder he found it to believe that Canis could stoop so low. Yet, from what he had observed, the animosity between Canis and Lancelot was certainly not one-sided. Was Canis' conduct towards someone he held affection for not somewha
This revelation was beyond Hubert's expectations. He hadn't considered that Domi's person, if not ordinary, was immensely powerful and not just an average Superhuman. To resurrect, there were only two ways: either a seventh-level Superhuman or a life-element Superhuman. No other methods would work, not even initiating a life-contract bond. Why couldn't a life-contract bond be utilized?From the perspective that Domi's person to save was a powerful Superhuman, if they haven't reached level seven and one tried to save them, it would be like destroying one's own energy source.Considering the viewpoint where Domi's individual is just ordinary - normal people can't form a life-contract with Superhumans. Such contracts need energy to sustain, so Superhumans with sufficient energy are necessary. Yet, a Superhuman can't form this bond with an ordinary person either. Ordinary humans don’t have the capacity to store such energy, and their bodies can't harness the Superpower energy.Then why ca