This is an uninhabited planet located at the edge of the galaxy, the barren surface of the planet is constantly swept by violent yellow sand, and as far as the eye can see there is only complete silence.
But just a few thousand years ago, this land was still full of life, and its civilization was extremely prosperous.
Until the conquest officials of the Viltrum Empire arrived here, and within just five hundred years drained all the resources of the entire planet.
In the end, not to mention the intelligent species that had created brilliant civilization on this planet, not even a single microorganism survived.
However, none of this is important.
What is important is that beneath this wasteland lies a secret research facility of the Viltrum Empire’s royal family, and this facility is not only still in operation, but is also brewing key technology sufficient to reshape the current galactic order.
Since hundreds, nearly a thousand years ago, the invincible Viltrum Empire in the galaxy has inexplicably suffered repeated blows, experiencing major events such as the assassination of the previous emperor, struggles for the throne, the regent ascending to power, catastrophic disasters, and so on.
The number of pure-blood Viltrumites has even dropped from billions to fewer than one hundred.
The regent, who bears the responsibility of retrieving the previous emperor’s bloodline, had already declared early on that the royal bloodline had been completely extinguished.
But that was not the truth, because—
“Our plan has finally reached this step.”
Deep within the underground research facility, there stood a massive device that had already surpassed the prototype stage, fully functional and only lacking the final experiment.
And standing before this device were three pure-blood Viltrumite scientists wearing white bodysuits, who were also powerful warriors.
The black-and-white-haired burly man in the center sighed with satisfaction:
“It has been nearly a thousand years since the previous emperor’s death, and that bastard Thragg has formally acted as regent for several hundred years.
We have finally gathered all the prerequisites to allow the Empire’s Crown Prince to see the light of day again!
Presumably, the day when the new emperor grows up, returns to the Empire, and leads our race back to its peak is not far away!”
The middle-aged woman at the side became excited, and she asked:
“Can we take His Highness the Crown Prince out of the stasis chamber?
Not only does the teleportation tower still need final adjustments, but His Highness’s physical condition and the implanted learning system also need to be checked and adjusted.”
The third, a sturdy old man, nodded and ordered:
“Go, bring our future Emperor back from a thousand years of slumber.”
Yes.
Perhaps the last bloodline of the royal family of this galactic empire-level civilization, the child, had already been forced into slumber for a thousand years.
During these nearly one thousand years, he had maintained the form of an infant.
Although he was still slowly growing, at most he had only developed from just being born to about half a year old.
He was the youngest child of the previous emperor, and had not even been born when the emperor was assassinated.
The warriors absolutely loyal to the previous emperor, after realizing what tragic disasters might occur in the future, protected all of the emperor’s young children.
The youngest prince was even successfully born only after the specially made stasis chamber had been completed.
And the loyal warriors had clearly not misjudged the warlike nature of the Viltrumite race.
After the emperor’s death, the empire instantly fell into absolute chaos.
Powerful warriors slaughtered each other in order to determine the strongest existence to reunify the great empire.
In this process, even the emperor’s children had to prove themselves with strength.
One by one, royal bloodlines were either honorably killed in battle or mysteriously disappeared.
Even the princes hidden and protected by the loyalists were found and secretly executed one by one.
Until several hundred years later, the strongest warrior, Thragg, defeated all opponents with invincible might and ascended to the position of regent.
At that time, the Viltrumites had already suffered more than half their losses, and only then was the regent given the responsibility of finding and supporting the emperor’s descendants.
How ridiculous.
The loyal warriors feared Regent Thragg’s strength and did not dare to hand over the hidden princes.
Shaking the position of a newly crowned ruler would undoubtedly be the most foolish act.
That was clearly a wise decision.
Because soon, a new disaster broke out again.
A plague virus swept across the entire Viltrum Empire.
This was a viral weapon that only targeted Viltrumite genes.
Very quickly, more than 99.9% of pure-blood Viltrumites perished, and in the end, the number of pure-blood individuals remaining was fewer than one hundred.
The loyalist faction naturally withered to only a few people, and among the princes, only the one in front of them, who had been sleeping in the stasis chamber and escaped disaster, remained.
After the disaster, the surviving Viltrumites developed antibodies.
The regent reorganized the empire’s territories with new policies and gained the support of the vast majority of survivors.
Thus, the only three surviving loyalist scientists gathered on this planet and began their secret plan.
They believed that it was not realistic to raise the crown prince to strength within the empire’s sphere of influence, and even the galaxy itself was not safe.
During the brief period of the empire’s weakness, too many hateful and ridiculous enemies had risen.
Therefore, while slowly increasing the sleeping crown prince’s resistance to the plague virus, they also began multiple research projects.
First, they needed to solve the crown prince’s growth problem.
This was not difficult.
They easily designed and completed a dedicated artificial intelligence brain, which contained a vast amount of knowledge accumulated by the Viltrum Empire.
Although limited by capacity, it was more than enough to cultivate the crown prince into a scholar among Viltrumites.
In addition, the system also contained complete combat training, war training, imperial political training systems, as well as some key technologies the crown prince must remember, and everything required for being a future emperor.
Second, was the future stage for the crown prince’s activities.
The Milky Way was too crowded, and parallel universes lacked stability, so they developed the device in front of them, which could send the crown prince to a super long-distance teleportation tower more than two million light-years away in the Andromeda Galaxy.
They locked onto a star region once explored by the empire, sufficient for the crown prince to develop to the point where he could survive in space.
When the crown prince judged that the time was right, he could rebuild a teleportation tower using the technology recorded in the system and easily return to the Milky Way.
Finally, there was the issue of safety in the initial stage.
Although infant Viltrumites could also survive in space, they would find it difficult to independently locate and travel to the nearest habitable planet.
Therefore, they designed and manufactured an incubation pod with powerful AI, defense, and offensive capabilities, which could protect the crown prince in the early stages of the journey and assist him during his growth.
A very perfect plan.
“His Highness the Crown Prince’s physical condition is excellent.
Even after staying in the stasis chamber for so long, all data still far exceeds that of pure-bloods of the same age, truly worthy of being the emperor’s youngest son.
The learning system is also operating normally.
Has the incubation pod been adjusted?”
The middle-aged woman carried over a black-haired infant wrapped in silver swaddling cloth.
Although small, his eyes were already unusually lively, as if he were even thinking about something.
The burly man glanced at the infant from afar, and his entire demeanor softened as he explained:
“The AI of the incubation pod has some minor issues.
After the teleportation tower testing is complete, we’ll deal with it together.
We may need to check and rewrite the program from scratch.”
The white-haired old man walked in from outside the chamber, clapped his hands, and ordered:
“Alright, prepare to begin the final teleportation test!”
However, in the next instant, a massive roar echoed out.
The ceiling of the corridor behind the white-haired old man collapsed entirely, and a huge amount of dust spread everywhere.
The three immediately entered combat readiness.
The woman and the burly man protected the infant and retreated to one side of the teleportation tower, while the old man flicked out a folding staff, transforming it into a spear, and pointed it into the smoke.
“Hand over the prince.”
The intruder casually clapped his hands, and the intense wind pressure blew away the dust.
Standing upon the ruins was a single figure, wearing a red robe with a white fur mantle.
He extended his hand, demanding from the three in front of him with an unquestionable attitude, yet his gaze was not on them at all, but fixed solely on the infant in his compatriot’s arms.
“Allow me to ask, Regent, how do you intend to deal with His Highness the Crown Prince?”
The white-haired old man shifted his position, attempting to block the red-robed giant’s line of sight with his own body.
“Is what I have done inferior to the previous emperor?”
Before the voice had even finished, the giant had already brushed aside the old man’s swiftly thrust spear.
With his other hand, he instantly grabbed the old man’s neck and roared in anger:
“Too weak!
You’ve aged to the point that even your body is deteriorating!
How long have you lived?
Ten thousand years?
Twenty thousand years?
Why are you still alive?
A Viltrumite like you should have died for the empire long ago!”
“That is precisely why I cannot allow parasites like you pure-blood revivalists to continue existing.”
The old man showed no change in emotion.
He only coldly gave an order:
“…Run…”
Before he could finish speaking, the regent snapped the arm holding the spear, then thrust his thick arm through the old man’s abdomen, pulling out most of his internal organs.
Then, with a hand blade, he severed the old man’s neck and crushed his head completely.
At this moment, the two survivors had already divided their roles.
The burly man, only slightly slimmer than the regent, floated into the air and charged at him at full speed, attempting to hold back this strongest Viltrumite.
Meanwhile, the woman holding the prince immediately placed him into the incubation pod on the teleportation tower, closed the hatch, and flew to the control console to begin activating the teleportation program.
Although it had not undergone final testing, she believed there would be no problem with the teleportation.
What needed to be worried about instead was the incubation pod’s AI.
In less than half a minute, she completed the activation.
In just a few more seconds, His Highness the Crown Prince would be safe.
After that, she would activate the self-destruct program to prevent the regent from sending people to pursue him to the Andromeda Galaxy.
“…Switch…”
At that moment, her companion’s strained voice came.
She turned her head, only to see that his head had already been forcibly smashed into his abdomen.
Without hesitation, she drew two short blades and charged toward the blood-soaked regent.
“Then I’ll smash you with it.”
Before she could even use her proud speed to entangle the regent, his voice suddenly sounded beside her ear.
Her eyes could not even clearly capture his movement.
An incomprehensible level of power.
Before that thought could fully form, she was grabbed by the neck and smashed into the already activated teleportation tower, sparks flying everywhere.
‘Did we fail…’
Amid the wreckage of the machine, she looked upward, blood flowing into her eyes.
But in her red-tinted vision, the incubation pod blurred for a moment and then vanished from its original position.
A smile of relief and peace appeared on her face.
Then, the regent’s furious, lion-like face filled her vision, and his boot rapidly enlarged before her eyes.
She died.
The teleportation, also failed.
Chapter 1 — The Six-Faced World
Karyu Calendar Year 406, early autumn.
On the Central Continent, at the southernmost edge of the King Dragon Mountain Range, at an uninhabited coastline where the dense forest meets the King Dragon Kingdom, a silver giant egg stood quietly within an impact crater.
“What…
is this?
A magic item?
No, there’s no magical reaction…”
“Wait, why is there a child inside?
A human?
Only a few months old?
An abandoned baby?
So badly injured…
how pitiful…”
A blonde long-eared race member rescued a black-haired, blood-covered infant from within.
She placed her hands before the unconscious child and gently chanted:
“Sacred power is nourishment rich and pure, grant the strength for one who has lost it to stand once more—『Healing』.”
Thus, the life of the imperial child from another world began to flow once again.
Whether the changes he would bring to this world would be salvation or destruction remained unknown.
But what we do know is that, under the influence of certain subtle psychological factors, the S-rank adventurer, a pure-blood long-eared race member who once belonged to the legendary adventurer party Black Wolf’s Fang, Elinalise Dragonroad, decided to adopt this child.
And the giant egg that had been left behind seemed to have realized something, finally ceasing its obscure operation that no lifeform of this world could perceive.
[Landing complete]
[Emperor vital signs stable]
[System self-check failed, 3175 errors, self-correction initiated, completion countdown: 2268296 seconds]
[Self-correction paused]
[External environment scan initiated, scan complete, life-bearing planet, meets minimum survival standards for Viltrumites]
[Detected unknown ambient energy, detected corrosive properties of said energy, detected that Viltrumites do not possess natural resistance to this energy, beginning in-depth analysis for solution]
[Analysis complete, time elapsed: 417 seconds]
[Artificial resistance enhancement plan approved by self-check]
[First enhancement complete, the Emperor’s injuries require 8173 seconds to recover, treatment module activated]
[The Emperor has recovered to a healthy state, detected slight increase in resistance, detected that the Emperor’s body cells have begun to spontaneously generate this energy, plan effectiveness confirmed]
[Second enhancement initiated, enhancement complete, the Emperor’s injuries require 37953 seconds to recover, treatment module activated]
[…]
[Ninth enhancement initiated, enhancement complete, the Emperor’s injuries require 41832 seconds to recover, treatment module resources depleted, recovery time now indeterminate]
[External threat level judged as minimal, executing consciousness awakening procedure]
[Awakening halted, detected a suspected intelligent lifeform—female native approaching, scan determines this civilization’s development level is extremely low, appearance similar to Viltrumites, possesses altruistic traits, possesses lactation behavior, possesses maternal instinct]
[Hatch opened]
[Confirmed that the Emperor has been rescued by the native, detected ability suspected to be magic, corrosive energy temporarily designated as “mana”]
[Self-correction restarted]
[Phase one complete, system silent]
The blonde long-eared race member did not notice any of this.
She simply held the child wrapped in silver cloth with practiced ease, while pinching and kneading the child’s little face, and at the same time walking toward the town while thinking hard.
“Hmm…
what should this child be called?”
New story uploaded guys!
I assure you that this is peak the author is a big fn of Jobless Reincarnation and has a sufficient understanding of Invincible so this turned out very good.