Grinding to Become the Master of the Universe

Qin Feng turned his attention back to the core of the mission.

He summoned all ten of his team members and, along with the five chiefs from Blue Star, displayed a holographic map of the planet on a screen of light within the conference hall.

"I have a preliminary plan for how to handle this planet going forward."

Qin Feng’s finger traced a line across the map.

"First, according to our initial scans, besides the Leviathan, this planet is infested with a large number of alien Ten Thousand Races Life Forms. They are a cancer to this planet’s ecosystem and the greatest obstacle to the development of the native civilization."

His gaze swept over everyone present as he continued, "My suggestion is that I personally take action and eliminate all Ten Thousand Races Life Forms on this planet with a Life Transformation Index exceeding ninety thousand."

Ninety thousand.

That number made the hearts of the five Blue Star chiefs skip a beat.

They had just learned about the divisions of Martial Arts Realms within the Empire and knew that a Life Transformation Index of that level was approaching the Planetary grade.

"As for those with a Life Transformation Index below ninety thousand..."

"I’ll leave them all for them."

Qin Feng’s finger pointed toward the five chiefs, whose expressions were focused.

"These will be their best whetstones, as well as their first ’startup capital’ to lead this civilization into the Interstellar Era. Whether it’s the accumulation of combat experience or the materials harvested from the creatures’ corpses, it will all be a precious fortune."

This was a well-thought-out plan, one that taught them how to fish rather than just giving them fish.

It both cleared away the threats that could have been fatal to this nascent civilization and left them with challenges sufficient to temper themselves.

"Second,"

Qin Feng continued, "This planet’s ecosystem is exceptionally superior, with an extremely high Life Transformation Index. It completely meets the Empire’s standards for habitability.

Therefore, no additional modifications to support life are necessary."

"For this world to truly and completely integrate with the human Empire, to fully merge into the great tide of the Star River Martial Arts Era, will require a transition period of about one hundred years."

Qin Feng made his final summary and looked at his ten team members.

"In that case, the follow-up work is clear.

You are to compile the coordinates of all Ten Thousand Races Life Forms with a Life Transformation Index exceeding ninety thousand and send them to me.

I will submit the mission report as soon as I’ve dealt with these threats."

His gaze swept over the faces of his ten team members one by one, finally adding with a hint of entrustment, "As for the next hundred years, the burden will be on you.

You will need to stay here and work with these five chiefs, responsible for guiding the initial development of this civilization and establishing the foundational Order of the Empire, until they can fully and independently integrate into the Empire."

"Yes, Captain!"

The ten team members responded in unison, their expressions solemn.

"Understood, Captain."

The two team members from the Ultramarines Chapter immediately sprang into action. They quickly pulled up the data from their previous reconnaissance and scans, filtered and consolidated the coordinates of all high-threat targets that met the criteria, and finally formed a detailed list, which they sent to Qin Feng’s wrist-mounted terminal.

"Very good."

Qin Feng nodded.

The next moment, under the stunned gazes of the five chiefs, his form turned into a barely perceptible spatial ripple and instantly vanished from the conference hall.

...

The dizziness from teleportation was something Qin Feng could now completely ignore.

His figure, like a phantom, began a lightning-fast cleanup operation in every corner of the planet.

Qin Feng’s figure continuously made short-range teleports between the various coordinate points.

Each appearance was accompanied by a clean, decisive, and utterly uncontested kill.

’Hammer, scan the surrounding environment. Watch for high-energy reactions and rare materials.’

In the lulls between cleanups, Qin Feng issued commands to his auxiliary system in his mind.

Unfortunately, the results of this whole trip left him somewhat disappointed.

The so-called "Ten Thousand Races Life Forms" he had slaughtered were mostly common species rated as "unremarkable" in the Imperial Database.

Their body parts held no special value, and no noteworthy rare mineral veins or Spiritual Resources were found in the areas they occupied.

After all, fortunate encounters are always a matter of low probability.

The true path of cultivation is more often one of day after day of tedious, bitter training and accumulation.

When the red light of the final coordinate point was completely extinguished on Qin Feng’s map, he hovered ten thousand meters in the sky, looking down upon the tranquil, azure planet.

He opened his wrist-mounted terminal, brought up the mission interface, and selected "Submit Mission."

[Assessment complete. Mission Completion: Perfect.]

[Mission rewards distributed. Contribution Points +50,000.]

A series of system prompts sounded in his mind.

Looking at the Contribution Points balance on his wrist-mounted terminal, which had leaped from just over 309,000 to over 359,000, Qin Feng nodded calmly.

He did not choose to teleport back to the conference hall where the five chiefs were.

Qin Feng’s mission was complete. The planet, located in a void of the Cosmos, had been set on a brand new track, one leading toward the sea of stars.

With a thought, Qin Feng chose to use Subspace Teleportation to return to Cannan Star Martial Arts University.

The next second, Qin Feng’s figure completely vanished from the skies above the nascent civilization’s planet.

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