I Can Program My Body? - Chapter 300
Chapter 300: Solaris Genetic Tower
A few hours later, the planetary ship began to decelerate from hyper-void speed, preparing for docking mode.
Outside the window, they finally caught a glimpse of the Capital of the Solaris Domain.
It was filled with countless glittering stars, enormous planets orbiting each sun, diverse space architecture, and a magnificent array of planetary defense systems.
Grouped with multiple star systems, the place was vaster than any place they had been.
With star clusters dotting the sky like specks, everyone couldn’t help but be mesmerized as they gazed outside.
[Landing Successful…]
[Welcome to the Capital of the Solaris Domain…]
As the ship docked at the main port, the cosmic elites eagerly left the stabilizing pod, feeling their body finally free from torture.
Checking if they could exit the planetary battleship, they were told to wait a little longer and gather at the disembarking deck.
Meanwhile, Nash and Camilla were notified by Zeke to head to the seeded talent gathering area.
After quickly tidying up, the two hurried out, arriving at the location in just a few minutes.
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“Everyone’s here…” Zeke nodded, seeing them all arrive.
“The reason I called you here today is to bring everyone to the Solaris Genetic Tower to receive the planetary genetic potion together. ”
“Those who’ve already taken the genetic potion will be taking the cosmic elites for the following task. Is that clear?”
“Understood, Instructor Zeke!”
Though they longed to explore the Capital of the Solaris Domain on their own, they weren’t here to play.
The cosmic competition was just less than ten days away.
Every minute and hour was precious and couldn’t be wasted.
“Just tell us what we need to do, Instructor Zeke!” Natasha said resolutely.
“No need to be so serious. You just need to buy, buy, and buy! Here’s the list,” Zeke muttered with a smile.
Glancing at the list, the seeded talents were dumbfounded.
“Hiss—this is too much! Is this even allowed? Will there be any competition with this scale of dark technology?”
Though they knew they had a budget of a hundred trillion sol, equivalent to a hundred quintillion nova credits, the items on the list were still overwhelming.
From an army of dark weapons, with 10,000 units each, tier-4 runic weapons to arm a million cosmic elites, advanced potions with millions of pieces for each type, enormous food supplies, all types of runic language engravings, every elemental crystal with a million pieces each, and various materials and miscellaneous items.
Below, the list even included commissioned items, like special dark technology such as the Spiral Behemoth.
“Can we even finish buying all of this?”
Much less the money they needed to buy all of it, just the time and effort required were already enormous.
“Don’t you have the other cosmic elites? If you cooperate well, you should be able to purchase everything before the cosmic competition,” Zeke encouraged.
Initially, the list only had a few items, from dark technology, potions, runic weapons, materials, and various miscellaneous goods.
However, Nash requested for more, bloating the list.
From the runic language engravings absent in the Nova Sector, every type of elemental crystal available, customized dark technology, and even rare foods.
Though some seemed to be for his personal gain, Alistair, being generous, approved everything and even added 20 trillion sol to the initial budget.
“How is it? Any questions?” Zeke asked with a smile.
“No, we’ll do our best to buy everything.”
Although it might be hard, the coming cosmic competition wasn’t any easier.
“Good. The cosmic elites are already gathered at the disembarkation deck.”
With the order given, they divided tasks and headed to the ship’s deck.
Looking at the over 200 seeded talents left behind, Zeke led them to the Solaris Genetic Tower.
“It’s time to take your genetic potion. Don’t think about anything else, this is your priority.”
Taking a genetic potion could be quick or slow, depending on the level of enhancement and physique; it might last a few hours or over a week.
Stepping off the ship, Nash and the others didn’t have the time to appreciate the scenery and quickly boarded a public transport ship to the Solaris Genetic Tower.
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After a few hours of travel, Zeke and the seeded talents disembarked from the public transport ship.
“Here we are, the Solaris Genetic Tower,” Zeke said, guiding and introducing the place to everyone.
Set on a tranquil planet, it resembled a natural paradise, with trees, flowers, and plants scattered across the land.
While admiring the scenery, they noticed other groups heading toward the tower, likely also preparing for the upcoming cosmic competition.
Sensing their strength, the seeded talents grew more restrained, their mood turning solemn.
Like themselves, each group was led by a War God, accompanied by Void Generals.
The only difference was that while their group numbered in the hundreds, the others had thousands.
The sheer gap in numbers made them realize the daunting scale of the cosmic competition.
Gathering the elite of elites from every sector, not one was weak.
Yet, seeing the numerical disadvantage, they felt uneasy.
“This is normal,” Zeke said, sensing their unease. “The Nova Sector has only existed for a few million years. Unlike us, the talents here come from sectors at least ten million years old. With greater foundations, the investment they have for each talent was far greater.”
The Nova Sector was still in its budding stage and could only focus its resources on the seeded talents.
Had they not shown such potential during training, they might have been left to fend for themselves after reaching the Solaris Domain’s capital.
Their system and resources simply weren’t mature enough to offer such support.
Meanwhile, Nash, watching from the sidelines, felt unfazed.
So what if their numbers were larger? So what if their foundation was stronger or their wealth greater?
To Nash, unless they faced a monstrous Tier 4 Void Venerate mastering dozens of elements or a Tier 5 Void Marshal, it made no difference.
As for the numbers, as long as the cosmic elites used his module system proficiently, they had nothing to fear.
Soon, with each lost in their own thoughts, they arrived at the Solaris Genetic Tower.