Cosmic Professional Gladiator

Earth.

In a café by the street in a beautiful city, a man in a floral shirt sat in an alfresco setting. He drank coffee and watched the refreshing beauties pass by.

Wow, the beauties on Earth are really not bad. At the very least, they suit my aesthetic standards. The man in the floral shirt smiled as he watched. Moreover, the beauties dress rather skimpily during summer.

"Is there something wrong with this guy? Why isn't he staying inside the café on such a hot day and instead insists on being outdoors?"

"Doesn't he find it hot?"

"He's the only one sitting outside anyway. It's afternoon now, so the temperature has to be 35°C. He's probably the only one who can stand it."

"Ever since the evolutionary method became widespread, all kinds of mavericks have appeared," the beauties passing by murmured as they glanced at the man in the floral shirt.

The man in the floral shirt blinked when he heard that. Hot?

He looked up at the sun. You call such comfortable weather hot? Only the temperature on a neutron star can be considered hot.

Sigh, as the esteemed head butler of the Primordial Research Institute, only the dean can instruct me. Now that Deputy Dean Redmond is in charge of the research institute, he has command over me. The man in the floral shirt shook his head. With my identity, my second carrier is extremely important. The missions I've carried out in the past were all important matters for the entire cosmic human race. Now, I'm just a bodyguard for a cosmic lifeform. Seriously…

No cosmic alien races are coming either. Can't a few come for me to kill? I'm so bored.

Life gets boring if one lives too long. He lay languidly on the lawn chair.

He didn't need to study or do research. With his long life, he could only think of ways to have fun.

Xu Jingming, my first carrier is at the Primordial Research Institute's headquarters. For my second carrier to be protecting you, you're really something. The man in the floral shirt looked at Xu Jingming, who was cultivating his visualization in the virtual chamber. However, you've cultivated the evolutionary method for nearly 20 years, and your mental strength index has exceeded 9,000. This talent is a little terrifying that even Deputy Dean Redmond was shocked.

Moreover, your mental strength improved much faster after participating in the Battle of the Universe's Apex. At this speed, it's almost certain that you'll become an Origin lifeform from 40 years of evolutionary method cultivation? This is even more astonishing than when Deputy Dean Redmond was young. If I've recalled correctly, Deputy Dean Redmond became an Origin lifeform after 55 years of cultivation. The man in the floral shirt looked forward to it. Our Primordial Research Institute has produced many talents in this era! First, there was Redmond, and now, there's Xu Jingming. This generation has completely suppressed Eternal Academy and Spacetime Island.

No, no. I can't be happy too early. Xu Jingming's achievements aren't assured for the next few thousand or tens of thousands of years, the man in the floral shirt thought.

In his long life, he had seen the ups and downs of the human race. Talents from different generations appeared, and every impressive figure attracted his attention. As the head butler of the Primordial Research Institute, he looked forward to its growth.

Xu Jingming was cultivating his visualization, but he couldn't sense this person's existence. After all, the Primordial Battle Armor he wore was also managed by the Primordial Research Institute's headquarters—it was actually managed by this head butler.

…

The territory of the Oohook Star Alliance had a maximum diameter of 580 million light-years. It was composed of more than 100,000 galaxies, and it was extremely vast.

It was just like how Earth was only discovered after they came into contact with the virtual world through the virtual chamber!

By the same logic, many civilizations in the Oohook Star Alliance remained undiscovered. Many were still in a very primitive state.

Rainsaepe was an indigenous habitable planet. This planet was ruled by space pirates.

"This beautiful habitable planet is completely under my control." Nock was in the most luxurious building in the floating city, overlooking the entire planet. As a Lv. 8 cosmic lifeform, he could see every corner of the habitable planet with his naked eye.

"I have control over all the 1.9 billion native humans and can do whatever I want. The Cosmic Human Alliance's laws have no power over me; it feels wonderful," Nock whispered. "However…"

"Yellow-Shirted Envoy!" Nock's expression turned nasty. The squadron I sent to Earth was wiped out by a Yellow-Shirted Envoy?

As one of the top five pirate factions in the entire Oohook Star Alliance, there was no need to mobilize all their strength to deal with Earth. Just one squadron was enough to carry out extortion. However, this squadron encountered the Yellow-Shirted Envoy.

Although the spaceship's star chart has multiple layers of protection, the Redmond Group can crack it if they really want to. It's very likely that they will track down some strongholds and find more based on these strongholds. Nock felt terrible.

Are we going to give up on the lairs we worked so hard to build, as well as this habitable planet in front of me? Nock was indignant.

Years of hard work.

Nock finally reached out and tapped gently, and a figure appeared on the projection.

A blurry figure enveloped in black mist wore a purple robe and looked over coldly.

"Your Excellency." Nock bowed extremely respectfully.

"Speak." The purple-robed figure looked down at him.

"I broke the rules to suddenly contact you because I've encountered an emergency," Nock said respectfully. "Just today, I sent a squadron under me to plunder Earth's civilization, but they encountered the Yellow-Shirted Envoy of the Redmond Group, #1037. The Yellow-Shirted Envoy killed the wanted space pirates and captured the other space pirates alive. That spaceship was also captured… I'm worried that the star chart on the spaceship will expose some of my strongholds."