I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

Although the narrow world in the spaceship is a fake world, the camouflage is well done. The landscape, soil, plants and animals are at least real. The day and night cycle reflected by the optical film in the sky is exactly the same as life on a normal planet.

From these, it can be said that the human civilization on this plane has high technological strength.

Jiang Yeming's transparent and invisible soul wandered around the town, watching the orderly townspeople go through their day.

This is a simple town. The townspeople wear linen coats woven with plant fibers, and their diet is simple, mostly grown and raised by themselves.

At least they can be self-sufficient in life, and this commercial experiment is half successful.

The division of labor in the town is also very clear.
Those older crew members acted as supervisors of various important positions in the town, and even the teachers in the school were all done by them.

Most of the younger generation are listening to the command of the elders and working in various jobs.

Most of the third-generation townspeople study in schools.

From the content of the school education, we can see many real conditions in this town. Jiang Yeming came out of the mayor's office and went straight to the school.

Jiang Yeming, who was transparent and invisible, crossed the street and listened to the teacher on the podium in the classroom of the only comprehensive school in the town.

A white-haired woman held a pointer and narrated: "After the war, we have never left here again. The harsh environment outside cannot survive at all. I hope everyone will not run out without authorization. This will cause great damage to our homeland."

A teenager raised his hand: "Grandma Kuilin, didn't you say that nature has the function of purification? When will the pollution outside be eliminated? I really want to see what the outside world is like."

The white-haired woman walked up to the young child very seriously: "Your behavior is very dangerous. It is not what a good townsman should do if you don't obey the teacher and parents' education and think wildly. You can only get a B grade in this month's test score."

There was a murmur of discussion in the classroom, most of which were accusations against the teenagers. The white-haired teacher looked calm and said softly, "We have been monitoring the situation in the outside world. It is only natural for you to want to know. Now I will make an exception and show you the dangerous environment outside."

After the white-haired teacher finished speaking, he walked to a corner of the classroom and turned on the old TV. After a while of operation, the screen appeared.

Seeing the endless ruins, strong winds, sandstorms, and all kinds of terrifying monsters in the picture, the students kept exclaiming, and the boy who asked the question before bowed his head in shame.

Seeing the performance of the students, the white-haired woman showed a hint of complacency, and said loudly: "Okay, everyone, don't get excited. Now that we have seen the outside world, let's relive that miserable history. You can tell me about it."

Chong Lou was the young man who asked the question before. He was full of guilt, and he told it out loud, as if he could relieve his guilt by telling this history.

Jiang Yeming was a little speechless after listening to Chonglou's narration.

The video production in the old TV is crude, and there are some unrealistic three-dimensional animations. This kind of inferior product can't fool the normal people outside, but it can scare the teenagers who have never seen the outside world.

Jiang Yeming was very curious about why these crew members could deceive the next generation of blood so calmly and indifferently, and vowed to weave a legend similar to Peach Blossom Spring.

In their mouth, this is the only remaining paradise, and the outside world has been destroyed by a war involving the whole world, full of highly toxic substances and high-intensity radiation pollution.

Those young descendants, after indoctrination over and over again, believed in this set of words, and identified beyond the four directions as a place of death.

Although he was very curious about this, but the business was important, Jiang Yeming used his spiritual sense to investigate in the school, trying to find someone with the talent of destiny.

The so-called talent of fate refers to ordinary people who have a special perception in daily life. Although they can't be sure about the occurrence of something, they can have a vague premonition. In the magical world, these people are the best candidates for fate witches, such as the witches of the fate tarot, a small organization that spans multiple planes, or the fate-knowing people in the cultivation world. Most of them are engaged in fortune-telling and fortune-telling.

This kind of destiny talent itself is very rare, and the probability of finding it in this narrow world is even lower.

However, fate is always an elusive thing, but low-probability things can always happen. After some searching, Jiang Yeming found a candidate with the talent of fate.

And this candidate has been seen before, that is, the student who raised the question.

It took so little effort, Jiang Yeming couldn't help but feel happy. He was thinking about how to take this young man away so that he could start his own training plan for evil calculators.

The previous curiosity gave him an idea, maybe the teenager should know the truth and make his own choice.

Simply, he used his soul power.
After class was over, the teacher took a meaningful look at Chonglou, and the students also laughed and played away, leaving only Chonglou in the classroom. At this moment, he felt that he was isolated by everyone.

This is not the first time Chonglou has experienced this situation, and he deeply regrets his rash words.

Chong Lou, holding the pencil tightly in both hands, whispered to himself: "Damn dream, why should I believe in a dream, this kind of mistake can never be made again!"

At this moment, Chonglou's eyes went dark.

A majestic and magnetic voice appeared: "Perhaps your dream is real, do you want to see the reality of this world?"

Chonglou tried his best to open his eyes, but he couldn't do it. He vaguely saw the tall figure in front of him, and couldn't help asking nervously, "Who are you? Where are you now?"

"This is a world that can only be seen by the soul. In other words, I am in your sea of ​​soul consciousness. Calm down and don't think about anything. I will take you to see what your sea of ​​soul consciousness looks like."

"Oh! Good, good," Zhonglou subconsciously agreed.

After a moment of trance, Chonglou's eyes gradually became clear, and in front of him was the calm blue sea. The handsome man on the sea stepped forward, but did not cause any ripples on the sea.

"So handsome!" Zhonglou subconsciously asked: "Is this my sea of ​​consciousness? Literally, the sea of ​​consciousness belongs to me. Why can you come in?"

Jiang Yeming snapped his fingers with a smile, and two seats appeared out of thin air. He handed one to Chonglou, sat down and said, "Because I'm better than you. These are some tricks in the dream world, which can create dreams like real ones."

"Dream Realm? Where is that?" Chong Lou asked curiously, blinking.

Jiang Yeming nodded secretly: This young man is very curious, good at thinking, courageous, and talented. He is a man who can be made.