Just a second ago, you noticed tomato juice bursting from the head of the Mad Rhino King.

As expected, less than half a second after the guy next to him cheered, the Rhinoceros King's body went flying out of control and was eventually swept to the ground.

"It failed."

"Even the mighty 'King of Trash Can' failed? Is it really possible for human smuggling to succeed?"

"The Iron Bull Armor must have at least a 10-point function, right? Yet it was still so easily destroyed..."

(1 function = 1x Grandmaster combat power)

"So, that trash king from the lower realm, who is just one of hundreds or thousands of trash kings, already possesses combat power close to the early stage of the Innate Realm?!"

(The initial stage of the Heavenly Origin Cleansing Acupoint is equivalent to 12-18 times the Grandmaster level, depending on the suitability of the martial arts style.)

[A series of dejected sighs emanated from around you. For these people, leaving this planet through the academy's channels was impossible to begin with; the garbage transport ship was their only hope.]

But as it stands now... it's still a dead end.

If you knew what they were thinking, you'd just think to yourself, "These people who smuggle themselves in are all undocumented; they'll probably be sent back, or sent to some other lower realm."

"I'm just kidding. Even if you manage to smuggle yourself across, it's a dead end."

"However," you thought, staring at the distant garbage ship, wondering if you could even get on it.

[And we tried it out in the future.]

[Amidst the astonished gazes of passersby and Xu Wen, you leaped into the air, your strength increasing thousands of times. Fueled by a composite energy of internal energy, manipulation power, and true strength, your speed instantly surpassed ten times the speed of sound, propelling you like a humanoid cannonball straight towards the garbage ship.]

Clouds of soundlessness bloomed behind you, even the garbage mountain below was blown down by the aftershocks, plowed out a concave channel by the air pressure.

[In just over ten seconds, you arrived beneath the garbage ship, where more than a dozen machine guns turned and unleashed a barrage of metal bullets traveling at speeds exceeding ten thousand meters per second.]

But they were all repelled by your overwhelming power!

Realizing there were formidable creatures below, the garbage ship deployed eighty more machine guns from its lower levels, unleashing thirteen thousand bullets at you every second!

[You, disperse your power.]

Every single bullet struck your flesh and blood!

However—he was completely unharmed.

The garbage ship turned, pointing its most powerful small naval guns at you.

[Gather energy, then launch!]

A ball of energy, over fifteen meters in diameter, hurtled towards us.

You still face it head-on.

[Boom!]

The flashing lights illuminated the city for several seconds, even reaching areas hundreds of kilometers away.

The shockwave from the explosion rippled downwards from an altitude of 2,000 meters, a gust of wind dispersed it, and the mountain of garbage, piled up to countless tons, collapsed.

With a deafening roar, a figure was sent flying, crashing into a mountain of garbage, causing a section to collapse and bury it deep inside.

[Around me were scrap metal, broken wood, various dried-up materials, and a whole litter of squeaking mice.]

A little mouse squeaked and peed on your face.

Although you blocked it with your true energy, you still felt nauseous. Looking around, you noticed that you had killed many rats in the rat's nest. With a casual wave of your hand, you spread your power, crushing all the rats except for this little one.

Then I said something to it.

"Mouse, this is the Mongolian top laner."

Then you begin your physical examination.

[Pain, excruciating pain, my whole body aches!]

[Your flesh and blood burst open like a blooming red lotus, with bone visible in many places. Your internal organs were severely damaged; your heart was shattered, your liver was blown in two, and dozens of deep cracks appeared on your bones...]

"As expected, it's still too much of a stretch for Cao Zhijing, a ninth-level cultivator, to directly withstand a ship's cannon attack?"

That single shot... could kill someone at the peak of the Innate Realm, someone with a sacred body, like a version of Bei Chenguang without any luck.

[You're breathing heavily. If no one disturbs you and you don't use the supplies in your spatial ring, it will take you about two or three days to fully heal your injuries on your own.]

[It mainly relies on the "physical cultivation" and "cultivation" systems. Injuries that would be fatal to other systems can be stabilized and prevented from worsening through the combination of the strong vitality and healing power of these two systems, and even begin to heal.]

You are about to end this simulation.

Then, everything around you was suddenly engulfed in white light, and a tremendous impact slammed into your half-health body.

"Again?"

The second shot didn't send you flying, but it blasted you deeper. And because it wasn't a direct hit, you still survived. The powerful physique of the Extreme Martial System is your greatest strength. Among your "Qi" and "Shen" Dao Seals, only the "Heavenly Spirit" system is comparable in strength to the Extreme Martial System.

Deeper underground, you feel your internal organs shattered into pieces, and a large section of your bones broken. Your condition drops from half health to near-death. Lying in a dark, oppressive, and cramped space, all your strength, internal energy, and true qi dissipate and cannot be gathered due to your poor physical state.

[Now you have no ability to heal yourself. Even your fingers have been blown off, rendering you unable to use your spatial ring. You foresee that you will die from excessive blood loss in about five hours.]

"Not necessarily." Because this is only a glimpse into the future, you have plenty of time to think: "The 'Living Body' at the Zero Realm of the Flesh-Based System allows a person's head and limbs to survive independently with sufficient nutrition. (Chapter 464)"

"I can now control it, preserve my head, and concentrate the nutrients in my skull..."

[You calculated that this way, your head, with consciousness, can survive independently for about three days. If someone rescues you before your nutrition runs out within those three days, you can still survive on your own with just your head.]

Yun Shou: "This is the power of the life spiral. It can survive even with just a head full of nutrient solution. Maybe it can even continue to operate mechs in the future."

[You made a couple of comments, just as this future scenario was about to end again...]

The tremor returned, followed by another violent upheaval.

"Damn it, you're doing it again!?"

In that future, everything turned dark, but there was no death.

[Because you know that death would mean the destruction of that incarnation, instantly restoring your true power of the Ninth Heaven... Since you didn't restore it, it means you were merely unconscious in that future timeline.]

"Wouldn't that result in being physically controlled?" Yun Shou asked curiously.