In the empty school martial arts hall, a teenager is training hard.

The boy's clothes were already soaked with sweat, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, and did not stop to rest until he was exhausted.

After recovering some of his strength, the boy went to the dynamometer with anticrative anticipation to test his fist strength.

"Drop!" The dynamometer soon showed a number: 237.

The boy shook his head in disappointment, the minimum standard for a martial artist is 300 kilograms, which is too far off.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked into the martial arts hall and said, "Ye Feng, the closing time is coming." ”

"I'm ready to go, too. Ye Feng greeted the teacher politely: "Teacher Wang, I practice so late every day, I have caused you trouble." ”

Teacher Wang smiled: "You're welcome, it is also appropriate to provide some convenience for students who work so hard." That's right...... How's it going?"

Ye Feng smiled bitterly: "It's still a little far away. ”

Teacher Wang encouraged him: "Don't be discouraged, there are still three months before graduation, continue to work hard, there is still hope!"

"I will!" Ye Feng nodded seriously and left the martial arts hall with his schoolbag on his back.

Looking at Ye Feng's slightly thin back, Teacher Wang sighed softly: "This kid is really hardworking, but it's a pity that he has ordinary talent, and he has only learned basic alchemy, I'm afraid ...... There is no hope of advancing to a martial artist in this life. ”

After leaving the school, Ye Feng did not go home immediately, but trotted all the way to the nearest entrance and exit of the shelter.

The first soldier at the entrance and exit had already known Ye Feng, and one of them kindly reminded him: "I'm here to hunt the hyena again, it's getting dark, don't go too far." ”

"Got it. Ye Feng nodded at the soldier and strode into the wilderness outside the shelter.

Wangwu Star has been developed for more than a hundred years, and although it is only a planet with a moderate level of danger, there are also a lot of alien beasts.

Ye Feng had only walked a few dozen meters before he found a hyena rat. He immediately grasped the steel knife and quickened his pace to catch up.

The hyena also spotted Ye Feng and hissed to meet him. When the two sides were five or six paces apart, the hyena slammed into each other.

Ye Feng skillfully sideways avoided it, slashed the hyena's neck with a knife, and simply chopped off the hyena's head.

"Hey, twenty dollars in hand!" Ye Feng stuffed the headless hyena into his pocket and began to look for the next target.

There were many hyenas near the shelter, and it didn't take long for Ye Feng to hunt several of them. Selling it to a hotel can be worth more than 100 yuan, and tomorrow's living expenses will be counted.

Today's harvest is good, but it also comes at a price. The steel knife that Ye Feng had used for a long time was finally overwhelmed and broke into two.

Looking at the remaining half of the steel knife in his hand, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly. Even the most ordinary steel knife is not a small amount of money for him, and if he spends money to buy it, his grandfather and sister will only be hungry for the next few days.

Ye Feng didn't want to spend that unjust money. He went to the sanctuary's junkyard, where he was going to find some materials to make his own weapon.

Piled up in the garbage dump are recyclable materials. Ye Feng hoped to find a piece of metal suitable for crafting weapons, and bring it back to ask someone to help him process it into a weapon. While certainly not as good as purpose-built weapons, they are much cheaper.

Ye Feng began to search for the mountains of garbage, and finally found something after a while.

Ye Feng picked up the piece of metal and weighed it, nodded with satisfaction: "Well, the shape and weight are quite suitable, as long as you ask someone to polish the edge, you can use it!"

Ye Feng, who had a harvest, was about to go home, but found a crystal clear ball next to his feet.

The ball itself is unremarkable, but it glows faintly. If it weren't for the fact that it was already dark, Ye Feng would probably have ignored it.

Ye Feng picked up the ball and looked at it carefully, but found that he couldn't tell what material this thing was made of at all. I only felt that the small ball in my palm was a little warm, and there was a slight pulsation, not like a metal product at all, but like a living thing.

Ye Feng approached to observe the ball, and muttered to himself: "I don't know if I can sell it for money......

However, before Ye Feng could finish his words, the small ball in his palm suddenly cracked. Something that looked like a mixture of an insect and a crab sprang out of it, crawled up his wrist and burrowed into his skin in the blink of an eye.

The strange thing crawled quickly under Ye Feng's skin, only to see a bulge move quickly on his arm, and in the blink of an eye, it crawled from his neck to his face, and then crawled into his hair and disappeared.

The frightened Ye Feng hurriedly touched his head, trying to find out where that strange thing went. However, he didn't realize that the strange thing had apparently entered his brain.

"This sucks!" Ye Feng muttered worriedly: "If I die, what will happen to my grandfather and sister?" No, let's go to the hospital to have a look!"

Just when Ye Feng wanted to go to the hospital, an emotionless mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his head: "The flame of civilization has started, and the host gene has been detected...... The genetic testing is completed, the similarity is 99.997%, the technology can be shared, and the civilized fire is officially running!"

Ye Feng asked in surprise, "What is the flame of civilization?"

The voice of the civilization tinder machine sounded: "I am an artificial intelligence left over from the last galactic civilization, and I have the technological essence of that civilization, and according to the universal standards, it is two levels more advanced than your civilization. ”

Ye Feng frowned and said, "Last time was the civilization of the galaxy, how come I never heard of it?"

"In the early days of human civilization, there was contact between the two sides. Civilization Flame told Ye Feng: "At that time, human beings gave us completely different names - demons and gods, you can also call me the demon god civilization." ”

Ye Feng asked tentatively, "You won't harm me, will you?"

"The Flame of Civilization cannot cause any harm to the host, this is the first law!"

This answer made Ye Feng feel a little relieved, and asked expectantly, "Do you see me becoming a martial artist?"

The Flame of Civilization was silent for a moment, and then replied: "The host state has been detected, and the physique is weak, so it can't be a martial artist!"

Ye Feng, whose ideals were shattered, was deeply shocked, and all thoughts were burned for a while, and he couldn't help muttering to himself: "Is there really no way at all?"

The civilization fire replied expressionlessly: "Of course there is a way, as long as you make reasonable use of the technology of the demon god civilization, it is easy to become a martial artist!"

At this time, Ye Feng's mood was like a roller coaster, up and down was so exciting, he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth: "Damn, you are an artificial intelligence, why do you have to gasp for breath when you speak!"

"I don't need to gasp. The Flame of Civilization said emotionlessly: "As long as you are alive, I can run forever." ”

Ye Feng changed the subject: "What techniques do you have that can make me a martial artist?"

This time, the civilization fire did not take a big breath, and immediately replied: "Gene fusion technology!"