"In 336 BC of the Xinghai calendar, the world changed drastically."
"The unknown space named the world of flames collided with our world for the first time. At that time, the worlds of both sides were turned into canvases and presented in the sky of the other world, which lasted until 326 years before the star sea calendar."
"In the past ten years, extraordinary power has risen in the world."
"It's been called the year of the rise."
"..."
"Remember them all for me. I don't care what you are doing now. Remember them for me."
"If the test scores are poor, I'll come to your door and blow your dog's head!"
The light curtain disappeared, and this lesson was over.
Zhu Ping wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, took off the study brain attached to his temple, and thought maybe he really should review the previous history class.
"But there's no rush right now, let's finish the promotion game first." Zhu Ping opened the textbook and remembered his own game, and chose the game after a bit of sway: "I must review tonight!"
There is an entertainment sensor with a leaf logo on his temple. His identity and financial resources are not enough to support him to use a high-level integrated brain terminal.
"The 17th Colonial Planet immigration is in full swing. Any immigrant will be granted the status of a third-class citizen and enjoy the following benefits..."
"I'm afraid these benefits should go to the underworld to enjoy." Zhu Ping looked at the news that popped up in the entertainment brain, laughed at himself, and complained.
The natives of Colonial Planet No. 17 have not been cleared yet, and it is Martial Arts Planet, where they, the group of "extraterrestrial demons", are shoot-to-kill characters.
The status of a third-class citizen is good, and you can still own a small piece of land, but whether you can eat or not depends on yourself.
Firstly, Zhu Ping was not a person with superpowers, and secondly, his martial arts scores were also low. Now he is just a second-class commoner, not even a citizen.
In this day and age, a distinction has been made between the citizen and the commoner.
People like him with normal intelligence and body, and whose extraordinary system has not cultivated to the extraordinary stage, are called civilians.
Only those who have extraordinary powers can be called citizens.
In fact, this kind of statement is just to take care of them civilians. He can say that they have no supernatural power, and they are not even a fart in this world.
Most extraordinary weapons require the assistance of mental power to function.
They civilians don't even have many ways to become superhumans by means of equipment.
Zhu Ping is such a second-class citizen. The reason why he is second-class and not third-class is because his ancestors were innocent earthlings, not the natives who integrated into other planets after they were colonized.
As mentioned in the history class, 336 years ago in the star sea calendar, that is, 896 years ago, when extraordinary power officially appeared before people's eyes, human beings were divided.
Now is the 559th year of the star sea calendar, which symbolizes that humans have entered the starry sky for more than 500 years.
There are fewer colonial stars than imagined. Although the population has increased dozens of times compared to the past, reaching trillions, it is different from what was believed in science fiction in the past. As we enter the star age, the population will break trillions.
The resources of the starry sky are also very tight. Up to now, only 18 planets suitable for survival have been discovered, and only 16 have been completely conquered. The attack hasn't even started yet, because the combat power of that planet is a bit high.
Because of this, no matter whether you are a commoner or a slave, you can obtain citizenship when you reach Seventeen Colonial Stars to fight for the Federation.
Naturally, Zhu Ping wouldn't join in the fun. Although the seventeenth colony hadn't developed the deadly ability of the planet, there were dozens of martial gods who could cross the starry sky with their bodies, which was equivalent to the extraordinary level S assessed by the Federation.
He is not even the most basic E-level now, and going to the Seventeenth Colonial Planet is just asking for a dead end.
It seems that he can only be a commoner in his life, stay in the base camp and become a producer.
Citizens become the administrators of the federation, or expand the territory to create order, while civilians produce and supply, become the managed, and enjoy order.
In addition, there are slaves, most of whom are defeated captives or federal criminals, deprived of various rights.
Of course, in this "advanced" era, they are called fifth-class civilians.
Zhu Ping studied at the No. 36 High School in the Federal Longxi District. After entering the Xinghai calendar, the land use became more and more tight. The school's teaching place was put on the Internet, and only one office was reserved as the office address.
Zhu Ping, who is not talented in spiritual perception, can only choose the martial arts system as his power system, and because the meridians are not up to the standard, martial arts such as fighting qi and inner qi are abandoned, and he can only practice qi and blood martial arts.
And his talent in qi and blood martial arts is only acceptable, otherwise, he wouldn't have achieved any results in eight years of practice.
Academically, he can barely complete some homework, and he doesn't have to think about becoming a citizen by becoming a scientific researcher. And unless you are smart, otherwise you don't have extraordinary powers to elevate the essence of life, and scientific researchers with insufficient brainpower have no future. It's civilians.
Zhu Ping can already foresee his ordinary life. The time limit for becoming an extraordinary person and being promoted to a citizen is before the age of 30.
But Zhu Ping felt that he didn't have that chance at all.
Although Qi and Blood Martial Arts is known as the most civilian cultivation system, and its potential is not low, it is not what he can support. There is no medicine to supplement Qi and blood. He estimates that he can only circle around at this level in his life, and immortality cannot be activated. Bloody smoke.
Emotions like resignation have long been poured out. Over the years, Zhu Ping has recognized the fact that he is an ordinary person. Only in the dead of night, there is a throbbing in his empty heart.
Even if he is only 18 now.
All kinds of thoughts flowed, Zhu Ping looked at the lost game on the screen, and he was no longer interested. He turned off the light curtain, unplugged the entertainment computer attached to his temple, and wanted to start reviewing.
Passing the exam well and being assigned to a suitable position is what he has to consider now, but when he was surprised, his brain seemed to be broken, sensing the flow of his brain waves, he didn't even turn on the learning light curtain.
"Obviously I took history class before."
Zhu Ping looked depressed. This brain terminal was distributed by the Federal School for free, but if it is damaged, you need to spend a sum of money to get a new brain terminal at your own expense.
For a person like him who has no power and power, it takes a few days to apply for a new brain terminal, which is usually fine, but the exam is about to come, isn't this a mess
"I remember that my father left an old-fashioned brain before. I don't know if it can still be used." Zhu Ping suddenly remembered that his dead father had left an old-fashioned brain.
"Let's try it first. Even if the effect is not good, we'll wait for a few days." Zhu Ping dug out a box, which contained his father's relics. There were not many things in it, and he quickly found the old-fashioned brain terminal that looked like a triangle inside a circle.
Looking at this thing and the probe on it, Zhu Ping hesitated for a while, and then inserted it into his temple.
The light curtain didn't open, instead his consciousness fell into a bottomless abyss.
In a trance, Zhu Ping seemed to hear a voice: "Go find Nai..."