698 Mass Migration

Xu Jingming had been suppressing and sorting out the memory corruption for 59 long years. It was a draining process, but he had finally succeeded in ridding himself of it. He had unknowingly reached the fifth realm of the Eight Directions Map—Great Joy.

I did it.

As he sat cross-legged in the beast hide space, he felt an unprecedented sense of calm wash over him.

Xu Jingming sighed with emotion. The process of resolving the corruption is also a process of mental tempering. Although the abyssal corruption is terrifying, according to the Tower Master, I won’t have to worry about it once I reach the Great Freedom realm.

The tiny bit of corruption he had been afflicted with could be perfectly resolved at the level of the Great Joy realm.

If the corruption was deeper, it wouldn’t be so easily resolved.

Countless high-dimensional lifeforms were afraid of abyssal corruption, speaking volumes of how terrifying it was.

The Great Joy realm is already difficult, and the subsequent three realms only get harder with each realm. Xu Jingming looked at the Eight Directions Map book in front of him. I wonder when I will be able to reach the Great Freedom realm.

The sixth realm of the Eight Directions Map is the Life and Death realm! Even creatures with extremely low intelligence have survival instincts. High-dimensional Eternal lifeforms or even third-realm high-dimensional lifeforms… leave marks, hoping to be revived. Clearly, they have a desire to live, Xu Jingming thought. Weak lifeforms might not want to live after suffering despair, but high-dimensional lifeforms know that anything is possible by being alive.

As long as one was alive, they could change everything.

Everything that happened in the past could be changed, and the dead could even be revived. New histories could be created and perpetuated into the present and future.

The human race had changed a lot in the past 59 years. Xu Jingming had a clone in his homeworld, and the human race was about to migrate. Naturally, there was a storm within the race.

…

Home universe, human dominion.

On a tourist planet.

Xu Jingming and his wife, Li Miaomiao, were taking a leisurely stroll on the streets. As they walked, a huge projection beside the street caught their attention. It was advertising the species migration that was about to take place.

“Our universe is about to face an unprecedented apocalypse,” a host explained on the projection, catching the attention of the couple. “Therefore, our entire cosmic human race will undergo a mass migration to a distant new universe.

“Although the environment of the new universe is very similar to our home universe, there are ultimately differences.

“According to the survivability test data, a Lv. 1 planetary lifeform has an average mortality rate of 19.1% in the new universe. A Lv. 2 planetary lifeform has a mortality rate of 10.3%. A Lv. 3 planetary lifeform has a mortality rate of 0.5%. All lifeforms above Lv. 4 have a 100% survivability rate and are capable of completely adapting to the new cosmic environment.

“For the species migration plan, all planetary lifeforms above Lv. 3 will migrate to the new universe.”

“While planetary lifeforms at Lv. 1 and Lv. 2 can voluntarily choose whether to migrate, humans who choose to stay behind will be prohibited from having children and will live a peaceful life on their homeworld until they die of old age.

“When all planetary lifeforms in their home universe die of old age, only those who have broken through to become cosmic lifeforms will be saved. This batch of cosmic lifeforms… will also be migrated to the new universe.

“From then on, there will be no more humans in our home universe.”

The host had explained the migration policy, but countless people on the tourist planet didn’t care. This was because the migration plan had been publicized thousands of times. From the initial shock, fear, and chaos to gradually getting used to it, everyone’s lives had returned to normal.

“Son,” a father said sternly, “your mother and I are Lv. 3 and Lv. 4 planetary lifeforms. You have to work hard on your genetic evolutionary method! There are only 20 years left until the final migration. You have to work hard in these 20 years so that our family can go to the new universe together.”

A couple had walked a youth to a martial arts center.

“Yes, Dad.” The youth nodded seriously and looked at his mother. “Mom, only by reaching Lv. 4 is it 100% safe. You have to work hard too.”

“Let’s work hard together,” his mother said, clenching her fists and smiling.

His father urged him to hurry and meet his teacher. “In the future, you have to do it yourself every day. You are to train in the virtual world, and also train in the real world.”

The youth nodded and turned to enter the martial arts center.

Not far away, Xu Jingming and Li Miaomiao watched as this scene unfolded.

“Ever since the migration plan was announced, the enthusiasm of the entire cosmic human race for the genetic evolutionary method has increased greatly,” Li Miaomiao said. “Martial arts centers and evolutionary schools of all kinds have opened in large numbers. The number is more than ten times greater than before the migration plan was made public.”

“Everyone wishes to reach Lv. 4, so that they can safely head to the new universe,” Xu Jingming said.

“Has the distribution of the new cosmic dominion been decided?” Li Miaomiao asked. “The juniors in the family are very concerned.”

Xu Jingming smiled and shook his head. “The human race will have a total of 51 cosmic sectors in the new universe. Moreover, I’ve already confirmed from my chat with the dean and the others that the Earth civilization will be given a cosmic sector.”

Li Miaomiao’s eyes lit up. “An entire cosmic sector?”

“Yeah,” Xu Jingming confirmed. “In the future, the human race will go from three advanced civilizations to four advanced civilizations. If Senior Brother Redmond can break through to the Eternal realm, he will also be assigned a cosmic sector.”

The new universe’s territory was vast, but even high-dimensional Eternal lifeforms like Xu Jingming were limited to one cosmic sector to ensure sufficient competitiveness among the species.

Li Miaomiao nodded in excitement, but her husband remained calm and casual.

In fact, Xu Jingming believed that the size of a dominion depended on the strength of human high-dimensional lifeforms.

“There is also plenty of dissent in our Xu family for this migration,” Li Miaomiao said, voicing her concerns.

“What dissent?” Xu Jingming asked, looking at his wife.

“The Xu family’s juniors believe that the Xu family should establish a civilization for themselves since their progenitor has sacrificed so much and obtained so many resources!” Li Miaomiao explained.

Xu Jingming shook his head gently. “Insatiable greed. Greed is infinite and will never be satisfied. They may want to establish a civilization today, but they may end up wanting to take over all of Earth’s civilization tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, they will want more resources from the entire human race. According to the dean and the others’ experience, excessive indulgence will only quickly corrupt the family.”

Li Miaomiao nodded in agreement. “Yes, the family has become too large in about 10,000 years. It has indeed become corrupted.”

The Xu family had started with very few members, but after generations of proliferation, their population had reached hundreds of millions in over 10,000 years.

This was the magic of time, and it was normal for a family to reproduce and occupy multiple galaxies.

“It’s impossible to establish an independent civilization for themselves. The Xu family just needs to be managed well,” Xu Jingming said, his frown deepening. “What I need is a powerful family and a powerful Earth civilization, one that breeds healthy competition. It can’t be like the other three advanced civilizations, where the royal family has too much authority and is corrupted.”

With him around, nobody could bully the Xu family. But Xu Jingming knew that he needed to restrain the Xu family to prevent their tentacles from infiltrating every aspect of society.

Li Miaomiao smiled. “I understand what you mean.”

“Take a good look at this beautiful home universe,” Xu Jingming said. “After the species migration, these will become memories.”

“I’ll miss it.” Li Miaomiao looked at the dreamy purple clouds in the sky.

…

Years had passed, and the last year of the species migration had arrived.

“Please make your choice as soon as possible,” a voice echoed in the sky above the city. “Will you migrate voluntarily or stay in your homeworld? Those who don’t make a choice within the time limit will be deemed as volunteering to migrate.”

“Three days left. Please make your choice as soon as possible.”

“Two days left.”

“22 hours 59 minutes left.”

Countless planets in the entire cosmic human race were mobilized.

“Dad,” the children said, looking at their father longingly.

“I’ve already decided,” the father said with a smile. “I’m not talented with the evolutionary method at all, and I’m still a Lv. 1 planetary lifeform to this day. My mortality rate will be nearly 20% when heading over to the new universe, so I’ve decided on staying. Many people on our home planet chose to stay. We were born here, and we shall die here. Being buried here at home, we shall accompany this universe to its end. It’s quite good.”

“Dad, I can’t bear to leave you,” the daughter said, hugging her father.

Her father’s eyes turned red. He couldn’t bear to part with her either.

As a single father, he had groomed his children since they were born, and they had made him proud by reaching Lv. 4.

“It’s time for us to gather,” the son said, his own eyes turning red. “We have to board the species mothership in three hours. Is there anything else you need us to do? Do you have enough money?”

“It’s enough,” the father replied. “I’m already old, so what’s the point of having so much money? Go on, leave the both of you. I can now enjoy life after worrying about the two of you all my life.”

“Dad, we’re leaving.” The children hugged their father together and cried, unable to bear the thought of leaving him.

“After you go to the new universe, you siblings have a good life,” the father said, watching them go.

“Mmm.”

After boarding the aircraft, the children watched as their father disappeared from view. This was the last time they would see him.

On this day… the entire cosmic human race experienced all kinds of separation.

Many humans chose to stay in their homeworld and die of old age, despite the prohibition on reproduction in the home universe. The mortality rate for Lv. 1 and Lv. 2 planets was just too high in the new universe.

Meanwhile, in the vast cosmos, huge spaceships flew into a massive mothership like countless shrimps.

“Captain, over 5.3 trillion people from the 12 surrounding galaxies have entered the mothership,” an AI system reported respectfully in the command room.

The captain nodded, his heart pumping with excitement and anticipation as he gazed out at the cosmos from afar.

…

The dean, Island Lord, Tower Master, Xu Jingming, and Redmond stood in space, their eyes fixed on the massive migration of the human dominion.

Every species mothership could accommodate the migrant population of ten galaxies, and countless ships were parked in different cosmic areas.

“More than 80% of Lv. 1 and Lv. 2 planetary lifeforms choose to stay in our home universe,” Redmond reported.

“It’s safer for them to stay here,” the dean said calmly. “Moreover, as long as they break through to become cosmic lifeforms, we will migrate them all a few centuries later.”

The number of people who could make this breakthrough was relatively limited, so they didn’t require a miniature universe; just a spacetime cage was sufficient to migrate them.

“According to the choice of voluntary migration, the population that will eventually head to the new universe accounts for 33.6% of the human race’s total population,” Spacetime Island Lord reported.

“Most planetary lifeforms are Lv. 1 and Lv. 2,” the dean noted. “All the species motherships are ready. Let’s begin.”