Every myth is a path to becoming a god!

This is the core theory of mythological genes.

The interstellar era has lost the mythical heritage. Fenglin comes from the past, and those lost myths are not unfamiliar to him.

His vitality is now 0.4, although it has not yet reached the average standard of human beings in this era 1.

However, the physical fitness of ancient Earthlings was only 0.1 in the interstellar era.

In other words, even if his current body is four times that of the original earth body.

The improvement of vitality brings a comprehensive leap in physical attributes such as memory, strength, and speed.

Those myths that have been seen on Earth may have been forgotten by him in the corner of his memory, but now they can come to mind with just a little thought.

The myths of countless ancient nations record the secrets of the ancient civilization on Earth.

Feng Lin only felt that he had mastered countless paths to becoming a god.

Myths are just a guide to the path, and we need to explore exactly what to do.

Countless thoughts emerged in Feng Lin's mind. He left the school gate and boarded the maglev train to go home.

Thousands of towering towers stand on the ground like pillars that penetrate straight into the sky. The speeding car behind the tail with cracked light whizzes like meteors whizzing through the air. The intelligent robots are moving in every corner of the city...

This is an unprecedented era.

Conquer the starry sky, with unlimited resources, everyone can become a dragon!

...

Even though I have already obtained the memory of the original owner of my body, I still am very shocked to see it with my own eyes.

The maglev train is extremely fast, exceeding the speed of 3,000 kilometers per hour.

It's home in ten minutes.

Fengshi Building!

A silver building made of metal stands in front of you, hundreds of meters high, like a hill, very majestic.

Feng Lin frowned, and some uncomfortable memories emerged in his mind.

He got out of the car and walked inside, a red light shone down, illuminating him inside and out, without any secret.

"The chip scan is completed, and the identity is consistent! Feng's lower class members, Feng Lin..." The door opened silently.

Feng Lin had already walked into a spacious hall.

One by one, the ladders quickly rose to higher floors.

There are gorgeous decorations, swimming pools, practice rooms, massage rooms... everything is available, and the most enjoyable thing is the world. There are beautiful women wearing maid clothes to shuttle through it. This is simply the treatment of the palace in the feudal society.

Feng Lin just glanced and withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked towards another remote corner, where there was an old and ancient elevator leading to the basement.

There were a young man with high spirits around him walking past and heading towards the high-rise buildings. From beginning to end, no one said a word to Feng Lin, or even looked at him more.

And these are his tribe members.

The interstellar era is an unprecedented era.

The stars are infinite, the universe is infinite.

There is infinite freedom and endless horror here.

The universe is so dark and cold, devouring everything in the world, terrifying interstellar monsters, cruel alien life... Each of them can swallow humans without even leaving any residue.

The vast universe follows the laws of dark forests, and the survival of the strong.

Not only is there a race dispute, but the interstellar human population has reached trillions, and the competition is too fierce.

Only the true strong can pursue the will to freedom.

Only by huddling together to keep warm can the weak save themselves.

The ancient social structure of the family has regained its vitality.

The Wind Clan is a small family on Earth, and the entire clan lives in a metal tower called "Feng Clan Building".

Those outstanding talents are the people of the higher tribes. They live on the top floor and enjoy the treatment of emperors. They can enjoy the continuous supply of cultivation resources in the tribe without any struggle. They are simply the pride of heaven.

But those who are mediocre in talent are miserable. They live in the harshest environment and have difficulty in getting a chance to go to college after graduating from high school. They can only enter the sweatshop in the family, work hard day and night, and also provide most of the money they earned with hard work to the family, and can only save a small part of it to support themselves.

The purpose of doing this is to gather resources from the entire clan to support a real genius to let him go to the interstellar world, become a high-level human being, and earn a higher status for the family.

It is not just the Wind Clan that does this, but it is also a true portrayal of countless small families of humans on Earth and even the interstellar.

Feng Lin is already in his third year of high school, with a weak constitution and a vitality of only 0.4, not even 1. Obviously, such an opportunity is not his turn.

So where he lives is the basement...

Following the elevator, he entered a closed and dark space, which was not breathable for a long time. The air was cold and humid, and the dark lights not only did not illuminate much, but instead seemed even more gloomy.

The worn-out figures walked past, silently between each other, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Everyone's face showed pale vegetables, his expression was dull and insensitive.

These are all the members of the Feng family at the bottom.

Feng Lin was also one of them.

A deep discomfort appeared in his heart.

These people work hard, but the money they earn from work needs to be handed over to the tribe, and they can only receive a small part of it, and they cannot eat well or wear warmth.

This is exploitation, naked class exploitation.

Feng Lin is unimaginable. There will be such cruel scenes when it has developed into the interstellar era.

Sure enough, there are classes there and exploitation there.

Heaven and hell are never far away.

They are the same group of people, but they are also divided into three, six, five levels.

I must get rid of this predicament!

Feng Lin thought to himself.

He is a person who is unwilling to be lonely.

If you don’t live a wonderful life in your second life, wouldn’t it be too embarrassing to be a time traveler?

Swipe your identity chip at the door of a dilapidated underground room, and the dilapidated metal door automatically opened, revealing a dark room of about 60 square meters.

A middle-aged couple is busy, with wrinkles that have experienced countless fatigue, wind and frost on their faces, full of sorrow,

"Here you back!" Seeing Feng Lin coming back, they looked up, said lightly, and buried their heads deeply and started to do what they were doing.

Feng Lin didn't care, this was his parents in this life.

Five bottles of dull test tube liquid were placed on the table, and this was the dinner of the day.

This low-grade nutrient solution is mass-produced through industrial synthesis and can barely provide people with a day's nutrition, but it is dull and tasteless, and even has this strong rancid smell.

The food that is truly naturally generated is extremely expensive and is not affordable to Fenglin's family.

"Brother!" Two thin figures rushed over. This was Feng Lin's twin brother and sisters Feng Cheng and Feng Xin. He was already seven years old and had always been the most attached to this brother.

He inherited all the memories of the original owner, and Feng Lin also inherited his feelings. Looking at the thin brother and sister who were malnourished due to malnutrition, a faint warmth appeared in his heart.

In the past, he was an only child, but he didn't expect that he would have a pair of brothers and sisters when he came to this world.

"Let's have a meal!" said the father, who had always been silent.

A family that is already poor has been very difficult to support Fenglin. In addition, with two burdens, the parents are full of hardships and are full of hardships.

Slowly drinking the low-grade nutrient solution that was as light as water, the whole family was speechless.

Play!

Suddenly a brand new projection ejected.

An elderly figure with a cold face stood in front of everyone, looking down at the family from a high place.

He didn't look at Feng Lin's parents much, but his sinister eyes were like a lofty goshawk looking down at his prey. "Feng Lin, as a member of the Feng clan, you are about to graduate, but your vitality is only 0.4, and there is no possibility of becoming a monk. Next, the family will arrange you to work in the energy factory in the clan. In a month, you will go to the internship, anyway, you cannot rely on college. The family trains you to grow up, and according to the clan law, you must come out early to contribute to the clan. The work salary is handed over to the clan, and 30% of it will be kept by yourself..."

From beginning to end, he did not seek advice from Feng Lin and his parents. He just notified him and had no room for refutation.

After saying that, the projection disappeared instantly.

The atmosphere in the room became even more serious and lifeless. Feng Cheng and Feng Xin looked at each other, not daring to breathe.

Feng Lin's parents looked even more bitter, and they sighed deeply and said nothing.

They have long been used to this and can't learn to resist.

The same is true for their fathers, born in the family, died in the family, treated as slaves, and exploited for generations.

Later on, it was their son again.

In the final analysis, I still don’t have talent!

In the interstellar era, without genetic talent is the greatest original sin!
To be continued...