Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 49 – Believers in God can have eternal life

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Believers in God can have eternal life

The next morning, Jack Clark just walked into the school not far away when he met an acquaintance.

It was Marcus Lee, who had been defeated by him in the ranking competition. As he saw Jack coming, he excitedly said, “Jack, you’re finally here.”

“…What’s up?” Jack looked at him puzzledly.

Marcus smirked and said, “I’ve been waiting for you here today to tell you that I’ve broken through to the Second Layer Heaven.”

“And then?”

Marcus was at a loss for words, “Uh… Don’t you feel any pressure?”

Jack looked at him strangely, “Why should I feel pressure? Are you going to challenge me to avenge your defeat that day?”

“Of course not, I, Marcus Lee, am not the kind of person who takes advantage of others’ weakness.”

Marcus proudly said, “Although I was careless that day, I admit my defeat wholeheartedly.”

He continued, “I’m here today to tell you that I’ve already announced on the official website that if anyone wants to challenge you after you break through to the Second Layer Heaven, they’ll have to defeat me first.”

“…What kind of development is this?” Jack was confused.

Marcus snorted, “As someone who has defeated me in the First Layer Heaven, those who want to trample you to get ahead would be trampling me too, so 1 can’t let them have their wish.”

“Besides, we’ve become friends since our fight. You don’t have to thank me for such a trivial matter.”

No, when did I say I would thank you?

Also, when did we become friends? Jack was a bit lost for a moment.

“Wait, why are you so sure that I’ll be weaker than you when I break through to the Second Layer Heaven?” Jack looked at Marcus with a strange gaze.

During this period, as the Heavy Armored Beast grew, his various attributes were improving, and his physique alone had reached 115 points, with a strength attribute of 120.

With that said, his fist strength amplified by Dragon Elephant Power had already surpassed 4,000 kilograms.

Under these circumstances, even if these ‘genius’ students like Marcus break through and their True Strength becomes more powerful, Jack still has the confidence to overpower them.

There’s no way around it, their base attributes were simply too far behind.

Marcus said it as a matter of course, “Of course, I’m a genius who has cultivated Advanced Skills. My strength has improved greatly after breaking through to the Second Layer Heaven.”

“But don’t be discouraged. When we become sophomores, we can take part in trials and have many opportunities to earn Contribution Points.”

“By then, you can try to accumulate Contribution Points and exchange them for Advanced Skills and cultivation resources. Maybe you’ll be able to catch up with me one day.”

“Keep it up, Jack. 1’11 be waiting for you up ahead.” With that, Marcus left with full confidence, not giving Jack a chance to speak.

Jack took a deep breath.

Forget it—there’s no point getting angry at his idiocy. Jack comforted himself and suppressed the urge to beat Marcus up.

“Did you hear? Half of the country of Koroya has fallen.”

“Yeah, 1 heard that many people died. Those cultivators wanted to establish the Earthly Divine Church, proclaiming that the Day of Judgment is coming and that only faith in God can grant eternal life.”

“Do you guys think there really are gods in the world?”

“What is a god? A being powerful enough to surpass a social group. We cultivators can become gods through our cultivation.”

Jack walked into the Cultivation Room, the discussion about the situation in Koroya filling the air.

It had been more than a month since the Koroya unrest, and the situation had not only failed to stabilize but had intensified.

The Federation Congress was currently discussing whether to intervene.

Under Federation rules, each member state has autonomy under the unified regulations, and only when a major event affects the Human Federation can the three major countries have an excuse to intervene.

“I hope it doesn’t affect us here,” Jack said. He had gotten used to his current life and didn’t want it to be disrupted by accidents.

“Jack, you’re here.” One of the male students greeted Jack.

Jack smiled and nodded back, “You guys come so early every day.”

A student with a few moles on his face shrugged, “We can’t help it. Our talent is a little worse than others, so we have to work hard.”

In recent times, Jack’s fame had skyrocketed, and he had become close with many classmates in his class.

Or rather, it was these classmates who had taken the initiative to get close to him.

Not for the purpose of flattering, but because he had won them face as a student with ordinary talent.

They talked for a while before starting their cultivation that day.

As usual, Jack began practicing his Sword Skill.

Among the students cultivating, Jack stood in the middle of the crowd with his sword, closed his eyes, and instantly entered a focused state.

In Jack’s void mind, he could faintly see the outlines of three people around him, sending out waves as they practiced.

Compared to the progress of Dragon Elephant Power, which improved step by step through cultivation, the Heart’s Eye, which relied on insight, was much slower in its progress.

It had been a month since he began practicing, and he could only sense the energy within a range of about ten meters.

At his current rate, Jack didn’t know how long it would take to reach the realm described in the Sword Skill introduction—where one could sense the malice in their surroundings with a thought.

Time seemed to fly by, and before he knew it, several days had passed.

It had been more than half a month since the ranking competition on the seventeenth of October.

Thanks to the stimulation of that competition, many freshmen had been encouraged to establish their Foundation, and Senior One students who practiced cultivation now make up almost half of the freshman class.

This ratio was much higher than in past years. In previous years, there were only one-third who practiced cultivation as freshmen.

Moreover, half of them would choose to give up due to the slow progress of cultivation during their sophomore or senior years, and only a tenth of them would graduate after breaking through to the Third Layer Heaven.

And that was only in recent years.

You have to know that in the era when the Foundation Establishment Method was not popularized—about ten years ago—only one in many dozens of students were able to cultivate each year.

You could say that back then, everyone who could cultivate was a genius, and they were all very strong by now.

Like the Martial Cultivation Teachers we have now.

At noon, as Jack looked at the bustling canteen, he chose a less crowded window to line up. But as soon as he lined up, Justin Welan joined him.

Justin excitedly patted Jack’s shoulder and enthusiastically said, “Jack, did you miss me after not seeing each other for a few days?”

Jack turned back and casually replied, “What do 1 need to miss you for? Introduce me to a girlfriend?”

“Are you sure you want me to introduce you to a girlfriend? Didn’t you say women would only hinder your sword drawing speed?” Justin’s eyes lit up. He knew many beautiful girls.

These days, people had been coming to him daily to inquire about Jack’s information. If Jack was willing, Justin wouldn’t mind helping him make the introduction.

“You actually took it seriously.”

Jack was speechless and changed the subject, “However, you didn’t mention it, but I haven’t seen you much lately.”

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“…We’re brothers, man, good brothers. You being like this really breaks my heart.” Justin looked so aggrieved that Jack couldn’t help but shiver.

“Stop looking at me like that, or I fear I won’t be able to hold back from giving you a punch.” As he spoke, Jack took a step back.

“Alright, no more joking. Jack, I’ve finally broken through to the Second Layer Heaven.”

“Really? Congratulations, congratulations, that’s amazing.” Jack praised him sincerely.

However, Justin found it suspicious for some reason. He felt that something was off..