<h4>Chapter 680: Big Boss Memory!</h4>


    “Little Feng,e, have a seat.” As Feng Luo entered the luxurious virtual projection reception room at the top of Nightless City, a hearty voice that revealed a slight weakness could be heard through the room.


    “We haven’t met for a while, right?” A person in a nightgown smiled as he asked Feng Luo. He wasying on top of a 3D projection of a white cabin bed that looked no different from a real one.


    “It’s been more than two months. I couldn’t take out time to visit you as there’ve been many things going on in the game.” Feng Luo walked to the side of the cabin bed, his face revealing a smile that was rarely seen.


    “All because my body is unwell. Otherwise, I would rather stay in the game, just like you all. This game, War, really is interesting... cough...” The person in the nightgown also smiled. However, after he finished his sentence, he could not help but cough lightly.


    “You still haven’t found a way?” The smile on Feng Luo’s faced disappeared.


    He looked at him while heid on the cabin bed, frowned, and said with concern, “Nope, I tried everything. Not long ago I asked an expert from the Capital for a consultation. I think, in this lifetime, it can only stay like this.”


    While he wasying down, his smile faded a little and his voice changed and sounded quite down.


    He was no other than the big boss of Lu Conglomerate, a billionaire who had yet to reach 50 years of age but already had a worth of five billion credits.


    However, his appearance seemed far from someone who was 40 or more years old. One could believe it if he were 70 years old.


    Most importantly, his appearance was shocking. His skull was easily at least a thirdrger than average, and almost all of his hair has fallen off. All of his four limbs seemed shriveled and smaller than those of an average person, thus having an overall ratio that was off.


    This was a sign of a chronic illness.


    On top of that, one could understand from their conversation just now that it was an “incurable disease.”


    “Sigh, never mind, it is not a big deal. Anyways, though those experts from the Capital said it’s incurable, it’s not like I will die immediately, they said that I could live for at least more than a decade. The fact that I am alive, I am very satisfied. I must say, if not for you now, I would have died on the Star three years ago.” The former big boss looked up at Feng Luo, a smile emerging on the face once again.


    However, his words unintentionally led Feng Luo’s thoughts back to what happened three years ago...


    Three years ago, Feng Luo was met with distress in the underground pyramid in Egypt. However, after teleporting, he did not arrive at the 17th Administrative. Instead, he arrived at the Star.


    The Star that one could tell from the name, was the origin of the Star Civilization, as well as the “parent star.”


    However, this parent star, was not what people assumed to be the Capital. Moreover, at that point, it did not even belong to the Star Federation.


    This would seem a little weird, but by tracing back the natural development of civilization, one would understand how and why this happened.


    The Star Civilization originated from Star, however, it took more than a century for the civilization to enter the Universe Era.


    In this process, the Star Civilization was almost improving at a leaping speed, however, the price paid was the predatory mining of the parent star...


    By the time we entered the Universe Era and remodeled the first habitable, the Star was destroyed to a serious extent and the environment became very poorly maintained while the poption far exceeded the capacity of the.


    Under these circumstances, there was an urgent need for interster migration, and those who could obtain the priority right to migrate would not say more about it... One must understand, now on the Star, there was a system simr to the remnant culture of the feudal civilization on Earth.


    On one side was a new transformed through the teamwork of all civilians that had a beautiful environment and fresh air, as well as natural water sources free of pollution. On the other side was an old that was heavily polluted and destroyed, so much so that if one were to stay for one more day, they could contract a terminal illness due to various problems.


    However, the transportation capacity was very seriously inadequate at that crucial time. Those who were given priority to board the migration spacecraft were not chosen via a fair ballot, instead, they were the so-called “higher-ups and elites.”


    For a heavily overpopted Star, the war was inevitable.


    Anyone could predict the oue of a full-out war involving such advanced technologies without further exnation...


    On the Star, the huge poption that originally exceeded the’s capacity reduced drastically to not even one percent of the initial number. The entirety of the Star became ruins of war.


    However, the loss from this war was not significant to the entire Star Civilization, because the social elites that had the priority right immigration had set up a “Star Federation” on the new, one with a higher-level social structure aspared to the original Starlings.


    While the new only had a few hundred million inhabitants that were a little insufficient, but it was not a major issue.


    It was because, after migration, there would be an even more explosive development in technologies, especially the development of biological and gic technologies that allowed them to recover the poption number very rapidly.


    With mechanical intelligence technologies that improved rapidly every day, there was no reason the Star Federation required a huge poption toplete the “colonization” of a cosmic.


    Of course, this process resulted in a huge problem for the one percent of people left on the original Star.


    As opposed to the elites who migrated to the new into a more “civilized” society, the people left on the original among the ruins of war, formed a society that regressed hundreds of years, to the point of “barbarism.”


    ......


    Feng Luo could still remember the first scene he saw after teleporting.


    It was a destroyed beyond recognition.


    What he saw was yellow sand that blurred with the endless sky and some ruins that resulted from the war. There was no food or water in sight... Even the atmosphere in the sky was destroyed to the point where it could not block the deadly cosmic rays.


    The extent of destruction on the Star was at least ten times more serious than the background from War.


    Feng Luo walked in the yellow sand for a day and a night until he saw a survivor base that was enclosed by something simr to a ss cover.


    Contrary to his expectations, there were no restrictions in ce that required him to surrender food or supplies that were in shortage among the ruins to enter. For an adult full of fighting spirit, with no signs of sickness from radiation or infections like Feng Luo, they let him in easily into the survivor base.


    No one was bothered about his messynguage and the crappy story he made upst minute regarding where he came from.


    After he joined the base, he participated once in a physical conflict to fight over resources against another base. After he came out alive, he was arranged by the higher-ups in his base to carry simple weapons and guard a few passengers that were held hostage on a Star Federation civil spacecraft to demand supplies from the Star Federation Government. Feng Luo’s base worked together with a few other big bases to hijack the spacecraft.


    The hostages, of course, included the big boss.


    Starlings who grew up in the ruins would, for different reasons, have bottled up hatred towards people in the Star Federation.


    However, Feng Luo, as a mercenary from Earth, was far more gentle to the captives in contrast. At least he did not torture or even kill mercilessly out of anger.


    With that said, given Feng Luo’s cruel nature, he also did not lose when it came to be fierce. Within a short half month, he became a character that had the right to speak even among guards with better builds than him.


    It was around the same time that he managed to save the big boss and two other people from almost getting killed by a guard, simply because they frustrated him.


    Now that he thought of it, Feng Luo was pretty d that he saved them, because not long after the Star Federation that was initially lenient when it came to the behaviors of Starlings, suddenly sent troops out to them.


    A huge army formed by tenrge fleetspletely cleared and demolished the Star. A few hundreds of survivor bases were wiped out.


    Those who were inside were all captured and escorted with force out of the Star by the army. They were scattered to different Administratives for management and monitoring, and then gradually assimted into the Federation.


    The survival base Feng Luo was at did not manage to escape either.


    However, fortunately in this process, big boss and the two other captives Feng Luo saved were able to be guarantors for him.


    All thanks to the billionaire credit rating of the big boss, Feng Luo was assigned to the 17th Administrative and was sessfully granted citizenship in the Star Federation Government just after one year of full monitoring observation.


    Without a doubt, thispletely covered up his identity and past.


    However, while the big boss was held hostage, during the conflict, he has forcefully injected a substance that corroded the brain, resulting in serious symptoms in his body.


    “Although technology is very advanced, the brain is still a forbidden area. Any organ can be reced with technology nowadays, but my problems just had to be caused by my brain... cough...” Big boss let out a sigh that woke Feng Luo up from his memories. The sigh also sounded like a surrender to his fate.