Chapter 1 The Universe Isn't That Big

The universe is vast, but it's not every day you encounter a "crisis that could destroy a galaxy."

If B-level or higher crises truly occurred frequently, even a large number of galaxy-level heroes might not be enough, as each mission carries the risk of death.

Therefore, even though Feng Bujue had been promoted to "galaxy-level," he wouldn't immediately be assigned high-level crises.

For instance, right now, he had been scrolling through the [Hero Mission Acquisition and Assistance] interface for over twenty minutes and hadn't found a single B-level or higher crisis.

"Preposterous..." Feng Bujue was undoubtedly very dissatisfied with this situation. "What are the villains in this universe doing? Why are you even in the evil faction if you don't want to rule the universe? Just find a proper job!"

In a way... his logic wasn't wrong.

"Sigh... I have no choice but to start with C-level crises." Although he complained, Jue-ge didn't want to waste any more time waiting. He decided to settle for second best... and find a planet-destroying event to handle.

These "C-level crises"... weren't exactly plentiful, but they did occur every day (i.e., every twenty-four universe-weeks).

After all, there were far more "planets" than "galaxies," and technically... "conquering a planet" was obviously easier than "conquering a galaxy" or even "conquering the entire universe." Or rather... more realistic.

Therefore, most of the villainous big shots in this universe started with "conquering planets."

Villains didn't have levels, but they could be distinguished by the size of their ambitions.

Basically, they could be divided into:

"I am God" type.

"I am the Emperor of the Universe" type.

"I am the Overlord of this Galaxy" type.

"I will occupy this planet and the surrounding areas to be king" type.

"I will rule this planet" type.

"I will conquer the world" type (Note: The difference between this type and the previous one is... they may not know that there are other civilizations in the universe).

"I will conquer this country" type.

"I will become the local emperor of this city" type.

"I will become the local tyrant of this area" type.

And "I swear to rob the bank across the street today" type.

Of course... the last three were what people commonly called "gangs," "thugs," and "robbers," and in most cases, the police and some government investigation agencies could handle them. Among the superheroes, only the city-level ones often dealt with them; if it were a planet-level hero, these three types of criminals would be defenseless.

And in the [C-level crises] that Feng Bujue was about to take on, the opponents they encountered were basically at a level between "I will conquer the world" and "I will occupy this planet to be king." For example, General Quake on Sloth Star was in this category.

As for the strength of villains at this level... it also varied from planet to planet.

For example, being a king on a Saiyan planet and being a king on Sloth Star... were definitely two different things.

Even though both are planet overlords, wanting to rule a Saiyan planet would require a power level of at least 10,000 (King Vegeta was only 8,000), but to rule Sloth Star... a power level of 800 would be more than enough.

In fact, according to the standard of so-called "power level," Quake was probably less than 100... because Sloth Star's gravity was 1.8 times bēngbēng (the unit of gravity calculation in this universe, Earth is 2.3 times), with his combat power... he could only compete with the heroes of the "Sloth Alliance"; if he encountered Feng Bujue... he would be slapped away with one slap and killed with two.

Perhaps... precisely because the main opponent in the C-level crisis that Jue-ge took on last time was Quake (Blood Corpse God was an accident, and if he was counted, this mission wouldn't have been C-level from the start), he had the illusion that "C-level crises are so weak that I'm too lazy to go"...

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Twenty minutes later, at the No. 4 Spaceport of the Universe Super League, inside the "Huarong Road" spaceship.

This spaceship has a long history. It is said to be a relic from an interstellar war hundreds of years ago. Along with it, there is a story about an "ace pilot and a legendary spaceship."

Of course, a story is just a story. Even "official history" will be questioned and forgotten as time passes; "stories"... after so many years, even if they haven't "faded," they have long been "distorted"... and no one takes them seriously anymore.

Now, the passengers using this spaceship are only concerned about...

"Tsk... what's with these seats? Couldn't the headquarters find a more decent ship?"

In the rear cabin of the Huarong Road, a man wearing a cyan-green jumpsuit, a yellow helmet (this helmet has nothing to do with combat, but its front has a piece of optical glass that can cover the user's appearance), and a body shape (proportionally) about twice the size of an Earthling, complained from his seat.

"Hehe..." Before he finished speaking, a gorilla sitting opposite him (yes, a gorilla, a gorilla in a full set of metal armor) responded with a smile, "'Green Meteor' brother... you're just making a fuss about nothing." It must be said... the gorilla's voice and his appearance were completely out of sync. If you only heard the voice and didn't look at his face, others might think the speaker was a wise middle-aged man, "Old-fashioned military spaceships like this didn't consider comfort at all during their design. The reason why this rear cabin is so spacious is actually because it's for armored paratroopers wearing full-coverage exoskeletons. Back then, there weren't even seats in the cabins of these spaceships. The 'passengers' all stood in rows, fixed in place by metal brackets. When they reached their destination... the bottom of the cabin opened, the brackets were released, and they were airdropped like bombs."

"Hmph..." Green Meteor curled his lips, "So... we should burn incense and give thanks that we have an uncomfortable seat to sit on now?"

"Alright, what's there to complain about." At this time, another hero sitting behind them interjected, "Are you going on a hero's mission, or are you going on vacation?"

The one who spoke this time was dressed in a cowboy outfit, with a gold star-shaped badge pinned to his chest, looking like a sheriff from a Western movie; however, this one was also not an Earthling. He was a "Horse-Head Man" – a man with a horse's head, strong and sturdy; his arms were as thick as a human's legs, and his legs were as thick as a human's waist. The ends of his two feet were hooves (shod with horseshoes), but his two hands had a structure with four fingers.

"Ah... forget it, forget it." Green Meteor shrugged, "It's only half a universe-week's journey, I can endure it..." He paused at this point, "Hey? Speaking of which... there's still one person? It's been a universe-day since the departure time, why hasn't he come yet?"

Speak of the devil...

Before Green Meteor finished speaking, the door between the rear cabin and the bridge opened, and under the gazes of three beasts, a thin Earthling in a purple long suit walked in.

"Sorry, I'm late." After Feng Bujue entered the cabin, he glanced at the three and apologized in a tone that was devoid of apology.

"Hehe... we're not in a hurry." Green Meteor muttered unhappily, "It's just that I don't know how many people will die on the planet where the crisis is happening in this universe-day."

His words were just venting his anger because he also felt that Jue-ge's apology was insincere.

Unexpectedly...

"If everyone dies, can we just not go?" Feng Bujue responded with such a sentence.

"Hmm?" Green Meteor immediately glared at him, "What kind of talk is that?"

"Nothing, I just heard you talk about dead people, and then I thought of a possible situation." Feng Bujue replied calmly as he walked towards an empty seat, "Seriously, I'm also very curious..." He looked at the other two heroes in the cabin, "If the planet is already destroyed while we're on our way to the crisis site, how is that counted? Is it considered a failed mission? Or do we have to go and clean up the mess?"

As Jue-ge's voice fell, an awkward silence descended...

After a moment, the gorilla spoke up, "This kind of situation... has indeed happened before. The specific handling method depends on the situation. Most of the time, we'll still go as usual, at least we can rescue survivors as soon as possible. If there are no survivors, we can deal with the troublemakers as soon as possible."

"Oh... I see..." Feng Bujue replied.

"This little brother... are you newly promoted to planet-level?" The Horse-Head Man said to Jue-ge, "I know all the heroes above planet-level in the league, but I haven't seen you."

In the mission system, the requirement for this mission was that "five heroes above planet-level" had to be dispatched for it to be successful, so those who came to this ship would definitely not be city-level.

"Ah... hello, everyone, I'm Pokerface." Feng Bujue was still as listless as ever. He replied in a lazy manner and tone, "I just joined the league not long ago, and I hope you will be generous with your guidance in many aspects..."

"Hehe... so that's how it is." The gorilla smiled again and began to smooth things over for Jue-ge, "Since he's a newcomer, it's understandable that he's a little late. I couldn't find my way around when I first joined the Universe Super League either."

"Sigh..." Although Green Meteor had a fiery temper, he wasn't a bad person. After hearing Jue-ge and the gorilla's words, his attitude softened a little, "It can't be helped. You have to pay attention next time. If we're late, people will really die over there."

Beep——

Just as they were talking, an electronic sound came from the loudspeaker on the ceiling. Then, a sharp voice said through the broadcast: "Everyone is seated, right? Then get ready to depart. We're already a universe-day behind schedule, there's no time to dawdle."

Obviously, the one speaking was the spaceship pilot, and he... was also a hero.

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A few minutes later, the spaceship had flown out of the Universe Super League headquarters and entered "warp mode."

In the warp tunnel, the spaceship was very stable, and the people in the rear cabin hardly felt like they were on a vehicle.

At this moment, Green Meteor seemed to have remembered something and suddenly turned his head to say to Jue-ge, who was sitting in the last row: "By the way, newcomer, you don't know our hero names yet, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Bujue thought for a second and replied, "Yeah... I don't."

"Hehe..." Green Meteor said, "That's great, we can play the 'guess the name' game."

"Oh?" Feng Bujue was interested at this moment because he loved playing these kinds of games with people... "How do we play?"

"Hehe... it's a very simple game." The gorilla turned his head and took over Green Meteor's words, "You guess our hero names and abilities. As long as you can guess more than half of the hero names in this mission, or guess our abilities, you can be the captain of this operation."

"This is a game that's often played when all the heroes on duty are planet-level and everyone is unfamiliar with each other." The Horse-Head Man added, "How about it? Pokerface, do you want to play?"

"Okay... I'll give it a try." Feng Bujue laughed, "By the way, I don't need to guess the spaceship pilot's name, right? I haven't seen him since I got on the ship."

Before the three people in the cabin could respond, the pilot's voice came from the broadcast: "No need."

It seemed... the rear cabin of the spaceship was always under his surveillance.

"Heh..." Jue-ge chuckled dryly, then looked at the gorilla, "Then I'll guess you first."

"Sure." The other party also replied with a smile.

"How many chances do I have?" Feng Bujue asked.

"You can guess abilities or hero names, four chances in total." The gorilla replied.

"Gorilla Man? Armored Gorilla? General Gorilla? Captain Gorilla?" Immediately, Feng Bujue guessed four times in a row, and all of them were guessing hero names.

"Hehe... sorry, you were so close." The gorilla smiled, "My hero name is 'The Banana Devourer'." (Shì Jiāo Zhě)

The moment he heard those three words, the corners of Feng Bujue's mouth couldn't help but twitch twice, and he complained in his heart: "Where was I close? This is far off, okay? If you have to make an analogy, it's the difference between 'human' and 'pervert,' isn't it?"

"Okay..." Feng Bujue turned his head helplessly and randomly looked at Green Meteor, "I guess you are... Cucumber Man?"

"Incorrect." Green Meteor shook his head.

"Green Giant?" Jue-ge guessed again.

"I'm relatively small among my race." Green Meteor said.

"Mutated Tadpole?" Feng Bujue said again.

"Who would use such a hero name... it sounds like a victim of some accident..." Green Meteor even complained.

"Hmm..." Feng Bujue touched his chin and began to ponder.

Just when everyone thought that Jue-ge was about to declare the game a failure on this question, unexpectedly...

"Your ability is physical functions that are significantly stronger than those of your race?" He suddenly stopped guessing hero names and guessed an ability instead.

And... he guessed correctly.