It's Not Easy to Be a Man After Travelling to the Future

Lawless Lands was the furthest and poorest area in the human universe. It consisted of around 1300 planets. Most of them were barren planets with powerful radiations, inhibiting any normal humans to survive there, so it left around a hundred habitable planets. Even in those habitable planets, they still required a protective shield to optimize the atmosphere for humans.

None of the prosperous nations in the central region wanted to develop this area due to the lack of resources, the lack of humans living on these planets, and its long-distance from them. The number of people living in the Lawless Lands was probably less than all their third-rate planets combined. If they wanted to control this area, they needed to supply soldiers and resources here continuously. Moreover, the fruits of their labour wouldn't appear instantly too.

Due to the bad environment, the locals here were all naturally very strong. It could be said that they were born fighters and mecha operators. An ordinary-looking youngster might be a Qi-Jin master or a special-class mecha operator. There were some nations that wanted to build a base here and groom these talented locals but after some time, they realised that it wasn't worth the effort.

Firstly, the locals here were very stubborn. They would rather die than bow down to someone else. If they continued to struggle for power with the locals, all they would get was a useless planet. Secondly, they kidnapped a powerful local back for research but the results were disappointing. The average life expectancy of the people was around 70 years due to the bad environment they were living in and the powerful radiation constantly phasing over them as they lived their normal life. What was worse was that 70 years was already an optimistic guess. A more accurate number might be 50 years old. Mind you, the life expectancy of the people in the centre of the human universe was 150 to 180 years. No matter how good the combat abilities of these people were, their lifespan restricted their progress. So what if they were able to advance to the domain realm or become an ace mecha master at a young age? They wouldn't have long to live after reaching that level or stage.

After finding out this fact, no nations had any interest in this area anymore. In actuality, they also didn't have the time, energy, or money to control this area so as time went by, this area became the haven of criminals who were exiled from their own nations. This was the only place they were able to have a chance to live a comfortable life. But, the arrival of these criminals made the chaotic planets even messier.

Soon, the area turned into an uncontrollable battlefield. In the end, the Intergalactic United Nations named this area, the Lawless Lands-a befitting title for an ungoverned zone.

However, if you have the strength, you would be able to live a pretty good life. But, there was one prerequisite. You mustn't offend the 13 Lords of the Lawless Lands.

There was only one wormhole leading to the Lawless Lands. Sadly, this tunnel was frequently unstable and dangerous.

Many criminals overcame numerous obstacles to reach the wormhole but due to their lack of luck, they met a star tidal wave and died in the wormhole.

Normally, ordinary merchant ships wouldn't enter the Lawless Lands. The journey was dangerous and their safety couldn't be ensured even after reaching their destination. They didn't know if the poor people would be crazy enough to lock them up. However, if enough profit could be made, there would always be brave merchants willing to take the risk. As long as enough profit was present, bold merchants would fly to the Lawless Lands to earn enough profit that could last them for a lifetime.

That day, one of the merchant ships entered the wormhole leading to the Lawless Lands while carrying the criminals exiled from their nations.

"Uncle, is the Lawless Lands really suitable for us?" A youngster blinked innocently as he looked at the stern middle-aged man in front of him.

Ever since he could remember, he had been following his uncle, living a life of hiding and fear. They would stay in one place and work there for a period of time before moving onto the next planet. They roamed around like this in the universe for ten years. At the end of those twn years, his uncle finally earned enough money to board this ship which was heading to the safest location his uncle felt, the Lawless Lands.

The middle-aged man turned to look at the youngster and sighed. "I don't know. But, I know that this is the only place they couldn't reach us. You'll be able to live more freely too."

The Lawless Lands was a dangerous place where only the fittest would survive, but anywhere else they stayed at were dangerous too. If that was the case, why not come here and escape from that person's control? Without him, they would be able to live quietly and, maybe, more smoothly and freely.

The middle-aged man didn't know if coming to the Lawless Lands was the right decision. However, he knew that there was no place for him or his nephew in any other parts of the universe. As long as they were alive, they would be caught by that person one day.

At first, he thought that the money he saved was only enough for him to sit on a shabby and damaged starship. Fortunately, a pirate spaceship, which was heading towards the Lawless Lands, passed by the area he was at. The people on the ship probably wanted to earn some extra cash so they allowed guests to come onboard the ship at a cheap price.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but complimented the room they were living in. It was small but not suffocating. They didn't need to squeeze with the other passenger. It was a six-person room but there were three bunk beds so it was still quite comfortable. On top of that, he still remembered his astonishment when he entered the ship. It looked old and dilapidated on the surface with many holes but its huge size proved that it was once a dominating presence.

This wasn't an ordinary pirate ship. The middle-aged man looked at the crew members that were patrolling outside the door. They had an imposing aura around them. They must be a brutal and frightening pirate crew.

The middle-aged man was frightened but for some reason, he felt a sense of safety. The journey that was said to be dangerous seemed like nothing to him.

"Bastard." A clear voice echoed in the corridor outside. The familiar voice woke the youngster up from his thoughts. Before the middle-aged man could stop him, the youngster had already dashed out with a pale face.

"Luoluo, are you alright?" The youngster saw a beautiful man puffing his cheeks angrily in the corridor. He was looking furiously at the pervert who blocked his path. The pervert was flashing an evil smile. The youngster hurriedly ran over and pulled the beautiful man behind him.

"Hey, do you think that a small little brat like you can save the beauty?" The pervert retracted his smile when he saw the youngster interfering with his affair. The sleazy aura around him disappeared and his expression turned sinister.

The youngster shrunk his body in fear but in order to protect his friend, he stood firm and forced a sentence out of his mouth. "Luoluo is a man."