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nTranslator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

nUnderneath the posts, there were emoticons of laughter and extremely mean replies.

n“500 kg? You didn’t awaken the Obese Gene but the Fat Pig Gene instead, right?”

n“Fatty, you want to know how to cultivate? Just sit there and eat while waiting for your death!”

n“You are wasting the food of humanity and now, you even wish to waste our cultivation resources?”

n….

nCyberbullies would exist everywhere. The Interstellar Era was of no exception.

nThese cyberbullies were all extremely mean. Their words were like sharp knives and were all exceptionally hurtful.

n“So what if I’m fat? Can’t a fatty cultivate?” The poster ‘Fatty with a cultivation dream’ replied, and he was so angered that he was panting.

nBut how would online bullies be bothered with you? They were simply posting mean comments because they wanted to.

nAll of them posted emoticons of malicious expressions with mocking smiles.

n“Haha I’m about to die from laughter. A pig also wants to become a cultivator? This must be the greatest joke in interstellar space!”

n“Truly ridiculous. Since you are so fat, just honestly wait for death to claim you!”

n“Upping the previous post!”

n“ 1”

n“ 1”

n“ 10086!”

n“ ∞”

n….…

nAt the start, the id ‘Fatty with a cultivation dream’ was still earnestly trying to explain. However, his replies were soon drowned by countless others from cyberbullies. After that, he completely stopped replying. It was clear he had given up.

nSeeing that there was no reply after a long time, the cyberbullies mocked him even more. There were some who couldn’t stand this bullying and stood up for him, but their voices were soon drowned by the bullies as well.

nUpon seeing this, Feng Lin coldly snorted. Mocking and insulting others with no rhyme or reason? Building one’s happiness on the misery of others? What was there to laugh about?

n10,000 star coins?

nThis wasn’t a small amount.

nCan’t those with the Obese Gene cultivate?

nFeng Lin instantly used his genetic equation ability and started to view information about the Obese Gene.

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nGene: Obese Gene

nGrade: Low-grade basic gene

nStrengthening Tally: 0

nAbility: Accumulation of fat, body shape would resemble a meatball, allowing one to alleviate direct impact to some degree.

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nHe discovered that although the Obese Gene was one of the lowest-grade basic genes, it wasn’t completely useless.

nThrough accumulation of fats, the user could effectively use their fatty flesh to form a defensive layer. It had the ability to alleviate direct impact.

nThere were only useless people; there were no useless genes.

nFeng Lin believed that the Obese Gene would surely have its unique evolutionary path.

nBefore this, wasn’t his Monkey Gene and Stonebirth Gene the same as well? They were being called trash genes by others. But in the end, didn’t he manage to forge out a path for himself?

nFeng Lin made use of his genetic potential to deduce the pathway. Very swiftly, 42% genetic potential was consumed as he received new information.

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nObese Gene x8, Binge Eating Gene x10, Pigskin Gene x6 = Big Belly Gene.

nGene: Big Belly Gene

nGrade: Mid-grade primeval gene

nStrengthening Tally: 0

nAbility: Allowing one to have a shocking appetite. The elasticity of skin will be equivalent to pigskin, allowing one to protect oneself from injury by blunting direct impact force. As the strengthening tally rises, this defensive ability will continue to be enhanced.

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nFeng Lin instantly understood with a single glance. Things were as he had expected. There were no trash genes; there were only people who didn’t know how to develop their genes.

nEven for the Obese Gene, it could also be combined with the other genes to form a higher-grade and higher-tier gene.

nThrough the internal answering channel, Feng Lin wrote an answer for the customer. “Fatty Gene can be combined with Binge Eating Gene and Pigskin Gene, all three of them can be synthesized into a mid-grade primeval gene named the Big Belly Gene. There are only trash humans and no trash genes. I hope you can become a true interstellar cultivator and fulfill your dream!”

nHe ended the sentence with an encouraging note.

nNaturally, Feng Lin wouldn’t be so silly as to divulge the full genetic formula.

nEvery complete genetic formula could be the starting point of a genetic cultivation art. How could he reveal it so easily?

nThe price of 10,000 star coins was far from enough.

nAfter answering this question, Feng Lin continued to browse through the other posts.

n“I’ve awakened the Hurricane Gene. If I want to walk on energy-type gene paths, I wonder what can I do to unleash my greatest potential?”

nThis was a question with 5,000 star coins offered as the reward. Up until today, no one had managed to claim to reward yet. It seemed like their answers weren’t able to satisfy the question poster.

nThis was simple! Feng Lin felt that this was extremely simple. In fact, he didn’t even need to use his genetic equation ability and already knew the answer.

nHe ran through his memories of mythological knowledge and discovered that for those legendary characters, when wind was combined with fire or lightning, the effect unleashed would be the greatest.

nWind and fire engendered each other; wind could boost the power of fire, allowing it to blaze more brilliantly to the point where it could incinerate everything.

nWhen wind and thunder combined, gales of wind would whistle while lightning rain from the sky. It would generate a devastating storm that could destroy everything.

nUndoubtedly, fire-type and lightning-type genes were the best combinations with wind-type genes. Nezha and Lei Zhenzi of Huaxia Mythology were two precise examples.

nFeng Lin typed out his answer and waited for the system to confirm it.

nOnce the question poster confirmed, the star coins would be transformed automatically to his account.

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nAfter that, Feng Lin swiped through the database and began answering questions effortlessly. With every answer, he would earn a certain amount of star coins. But this wasn’t the thing he cared about the most.

nDuring his answering of questions, he was also profiting as well.

nThese questions were tough questions that various cultivators would face during their cultivation process. It involved the innate foundation of cultivation. Through answering their questions, it stimulated Feng Lin’s thoughts toward cultivation and he gradually understood that every single myth and legend were the essence of a path to godhood.

nThese mythological and legendary characters were all supreme characters who stood at the peak, far above ordinary mortals during the mythological civilization.

nTheir stories were recorded down in the form of myths and legends. Each story was an epic saga that surged forth with momentum, recording the process of their growth until they became gods.

nNo one could prove that these dao paths were correct. After all, these legendary characters were all akin to gods. It wasn’t wrong to say that their path of growing up was the path leading to godhood.

nFor people who came after them, as long as they followed these ancient mythological dao paths strictly, they would be able to become transcendent through a step-by-step process. In the end, they would also evolve into a god or a saint that was omnipotent.

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nAs he grew more familiar with this, Feng Lin’s answering speed sped up. He was also gaining insights into cultivation when he was answering the questions, and all his previous doubts about his own cultivation were swept clean.

nRight now, in an unknown location, there was a planet that was a hundred times larger than Earth floating in the dark starry skies. A small-scaled satellite revolved around the planet. On the satellite, many luxurious-looking flying shuttles were being parked there.

nThe interior of the satellite was emptied and reconstructed into a majestic palace. In there, there was a huge fatty resembling a pig. He was lying down on a bed and unable to sit up.

nA group of serving girls dressed in gorgeous clothes waited for him at the side.

nThe fatty opened his mouth and consumed a huge amount of food with every bite. His fatty flesh undulated whenever he moved, like the roiling waves of an ocean.

nHe had a face filled with rage. “I, Zhu Tiangang is truly being treated unfairly! I was born into an illustrious clan, what cultivation resources do I lack for? Yet, the gene I have awakened is this Obese Gene, and I have no talent in other genes at all. The heavens must be blind, why did they give me such a good background yet they refuse to grant me high amounts of talent? Not only so, why did they make me become trash by awakening this **ty Obese Gene? Trash-characters have long fallen out of popularity in novels of the Ancient Era!…”

nThe fatty cursed loudly, showing no respect for the heavens at all.

nAll of a sudden, a notification sound could be heard. ‘Ding!’

nOne of the serving girls then passed his microchip over to him.

nThe fatty turned his head and glanced at the projection from the microchip. With a single glance, his eyes suddenly widened in surprise.

n“What? Obese Gene, Binge Eating Gene, and the Pigskin Gene can be combined and evolved into a mid-grade primeval gene? If this is true, wouldn’t that mean that I can start to cultivate?!”

n“Quick, quick, quick! Immediately contact this Hongjun for me. As long as I can become an interstellar cultivator, I will agree to all his conditions!”

n“One must know that I, Zhu Tiangang, other than being fat, all I have is star coins. No matter how much star coins he quotes for the full information, I will be able to pay!”

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nThe fatty’s shout rang through the air, creating echoes that continued reverberating for a long time.

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