The spacious bedroom full of science fiction breath, with silvery white and pale blue as the main tonal collocation and become, the interior of the walls on both sides is arranged into the pattern of Marine amorous feelings, from the interior can clearly see all kinds of swimming sea creatures, in the light of the light under the full of shiny.

In one corner of the bedroom stands a two-metre-high, state-of-the-art sleeping capsule, with blurred mirrors that barely reveal human bodies floating in liquid.

It is a private home in the age of the stars.

With a clear sound of air, soft lights in the room lit up, a large amount of water mist around the nutrition cabin evaporated and surged, and the water level of the nutrient liquid dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then a semi-arc transparent cover rose up.

Ahern stepped out of the capsule and spat out the accumulated waste nutrient solution in her stomach, which melted into the ground as soon as she landed and was cleared through the sewage system.

Ahern takes a silver wrist terminal from a tray protruding from the wall and strolls across the soft, smooth floor to a large mirror.

Through the bright mirror, one can see the image of a young man with a valiant face.

Slightly white skin color does not appear to be weak, a strong muscle, limbs slender, eyes like ink, a head of black long hair tied into a bundle in the back, give a person with a calm, neat temperament.

"Dress." The command is issued, the mirror is like a wave of general jitter, emerging a dense instruction set.

By pointing at the top of the mirror, I select the desired style, tone and style. A blue light will be scanned and the 3D printer will instantly create a brand new dress on Ahern.

Simple and efficient.

In this era, the cost of food, clothing and household has been reduced to a very low price. A new dress like Ahern's, which is designed by the best designers in the federal government, is printed by a three-dimensional printer, and the design cost and material cost are no more than 200 yuan.

An ordinary federal citizen, even if he does not work at all, receives about five thousand dollars a month in social welfare.

This is an era in which social welfare has been perfected.

However, in the universe where the strong are like clouds, the law of the weak is the eternal truth. The rise and fall of all ethnic groups and their wars continue. Though human beings have endured hardships along the way, they have endured hardships and stood tall in the forest of hundreds of ethnic groups in the universe, but they may fall down at any time.

This is an era of rising winds and surging clouds, heroes come forth in large numbers in the universe!

"Tick, tick..."

Suddenly, there was a beeps at the wrist terminal. Ahern looked up and pressed the light button on the side of the terminal.

"Hi, my friend. Congratulations on winning the Battle of the Supreme King."

The next moment, a man's head was projected by blue light in front of Ahern.

"Thanks a lot." A smile creased Ahern's lips.

The frivolous man, Ender, was his only best friend at the college.

Aurora University, Ahern is the highest institution of the Government of the Dwelling Star, and the cradle of the future elite of mankind.

Thousands of politicians, military officers, scientists, lawyers and doctors are born here every year. These and so on were respected professions even in the Star Age.

However, another factor that should not be overlooked is the fact that Aurora is the highest school of "revelation" and the place where countless students are eager to learn. It is the only top school on the resident planet that has the qualification to cultivate the "transcendent".

"The transcendent", the master of ordinary people difficult to reach the transcendent power, with a variety of exclusive armed, can play a very powerful force, is the backbone of the human can rise in the universe.

To become a transcendent, a normal person must pass a test called a "psionic threshold," and only if they meet the criteria can they become a transcendent.

Not a single human being is born with this ability, and very few ever cross the psionic threshold.

Ahern, one of the lucky ones, is also one of the best of the class of the Aurora Institute of Extremists, the best of the elite, the genius of the genius.

"If you want to congratulate me, so you should ask me to rush to the bar now, see your expression, is to have what matter to say with me." "Ahern said, catching the eyes of his friend in the video.

The expression of elation on Ender's face paused for a moment before he said wryly, "As the 'head boy' of the House, you've seen me through a slight difference."

Then he said gravely, "I do have something to tell you. But there's another thing about you. You've got a clue to what you asked me to look up last time."

Ahern's heart jumped. "Is that right?"

"Sure, I checked it carefully, and here's a three-dimensional picture of 'the thing.'" As he spoke, Ender sent over a three-dimensional image.

On the map is a triangular crystal column, about a foot long, angular, red color rose, was translucent crystal, the whole body is emitting as rosy clouds general luster.

"Sure enough, the thing..." Ahern said.

"If only you were right! Well, as reward for all your communication, you'll pay for the party entirely." Ender laughed.

"Of course." Ahern smiled faintly. "Where are you? I'm coming."

"I'll wait for you at the usual place, be there or be square..."

After closing the terminal, Ahern stood silent and pondered for a moment. From a locker in a corner of the room, Ahern took out the handle of a silver and black lightsaber, tucked it into his arms, and strode out of the room.

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Alien Volcano, one of the top three luxury bars in Doren, is best known for a "Flame Scarlet" spirit made from Alien ingredients, which is also on the list in nearby Alien because of its unique taste and high price.

From the outside, the Alien Star Volcano Clump is an active volcano that is trapped in the ground. From the top entrance, a red beam pierces the sky, sputtering lava and dark gray ash can be seen everywhere.

Of course, these are just very realistic light and shadow effects to set off the atmosphere of the bar.

Ahern had just stepped off the aircraft when a bartender approached him. He bowed down and said, "Sir, your friends are waiting for you in the Dairy Queen Room."

As a regular at the bar, the waiters recognized the young man who was driving the latest model of the Crystal Spacer.

With a nod, Ahern hands out a large bill. "A bottle of Flame Scarlet sent to the box. The rest is your tip."

"Yes, Sir." The waiter thanked her and Ahern walked into the bar. The steaming heat was in her face.

In the impassioned music, the dance floor and singing stage can be seen everywhere crazy young men and women, they wanton writhing with the young body, with the youth and happiness.

Ahern steps onto a silver tray and floats weightlessly toward the room inside the Dairy Queen Room, which is located on the third floor below the bar.

The "antigravity device" has long been used as a civilian device on all the planets inhabited by the Alliance, but here it's just a fad experience.

No sooner had I opened the door of the Dairy Queen Hall than I heard a happy, cheerful voice from inside. "Ahern, you are faster than I thought."

Ender got up from the sofa and gave Ahern a hug.

As a fellow Transcendent alumnus, Ender is more masculine, taller, and downright handsome even in an age of universal genetic modification.

Two people sit down, Xu Xu tasted the waiter sent wine. At the table, Ender ran on and on about the latest amusing events.

One speaks and the other listens, just as they always do when drinking.

Ahern could tell that something was on his mind, even though he tried to hide it. But he wouldn't ask, and if he wanted to know, there would be an explanation.

Perhaps reading something from his silence, Ender laughed bitterly and said, "There is nothing hidden from you. I've decided to follow the Don's advice and take up the post of Inspector of the Star Province."

"Have you decided?" Ahern put down his glass and looked at his friend carefully.

The superintendent of the interstellar province is a senior military officer in the administrative regions of the habitable planet, a promising position for the general public, but a world apart from the status of the transcendent.

Ender's choice means that he voluntarily gave up the "transcendental" promotion examination after six months.

For most of the Transcendental Academy's participants, decades of penance have been spent preparing for the day when they will officially become Transcendental.

'Sometimes I envy you for your determination and courage. Perhaps that is why you are better than me. Yes, I flinched, rather than risk my life for even the slightest chance of being officially 'transcendent,' I would honestly take over my father's job." Ender's face lit up with a happy look. "Not long ago, I met a girl. In just a few days, we went from acquaintance to acquaintance to deep love... You know, I've lost the courage to face life and death."

Andrew paused, frowning. He grabbed the wine from the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Ahern understands his feelings. After all, "The Transcendental One" is a dangerous dance between life and death behind the spectacle.

"Everyone should be responsible for their own choices, now that you have decided to follow the path, just do it."

Said Ahern, patting her friend on the shoulder.

Perhaps because he had spoken out, Ender felt better and returned to his former cheerful mood. They talked and drank and said their final goodbyes to each other.

As they leave, Ender is drunk enough to send Ahern a set of statistics with his arm around Ahern's neck.

"You want the address of things, I have paid a deposit, within three days of the transaction are valid... My friend, you are the most extraordinary genius I have ever met, and you will be officially 'transcendent'."

Ender said, patting his friend on the shoulder and staggering away.

Ahern watched as he walked to a shuttle parked outside the bar. A beautiful girl got out of the back seat and helped him into the car.

At last, Ahern took a look at the back of her best friend, who seemed to be relaxed and relieved of her burden. Then she sighed inaudible and turned to leave.