Swallowing the Stars: Becoming a God Starting with a Hundred Generations of Talent

After moving into their new home, life quickly got back on track.

Early that morning, Gaode's loud and boisterous voice rang out on the communication channel.

"Brother Lu! Su Chen! Come out quickly! This is amazing news!"

Lu Yun finished his morning meditation and walked out of the villa, where he saw Gao De standing at the door, his face glowing and his eyes narrowed into slits with laughter.

Su Chen also came out from next door, frowning and saying, "What's all this fuss about?"

"Hehehe!" Gao De smiled mysteriously and showed his personal computer screen to the two of them.

The screen displays an internal memo from the Tarlan family.

[Notification of Arranged Marriage]

"Mr. Gao De, your family has matched you with a suitable marriage partner, Ms. 'Oria'."

The other party's information has been sent to your email address. Please meet at the Lake Island Cafe at 3 PM today.

"Oria?" Su Chen uttered the name, looking at Gao De, "The family's efficiency is really fast."

"Of course!" Gao De patted his round belly proudly. "I checked the information. Apprentice level nine, a stunning blonde beauty with top-notch temperament! Haha, my life is complete!"

His exaggerated gestures and movements resembled those of a child who had just received a beloved toy, and his comical appearance made Lu Yun and Su Chen unable to help but laugh.

As they were talking, the personal terminal on Su Chen's wrist vibrated slightly.

He glanced down, paused slightly, and then quietly turned off the screen.

"What about you? You received it too, right?" Gao De leaned over and asked, winking at him.

Su Chen cleared his throat, feigning composure: "It's just a family arrangement, fulfilling an obligation. We martial artists should prioritize cultivation; personal feelings will only hinder our speed in drawing our swords."

He spoke with an air of seriousness, as if he didn't care at all.

Gao De grabbed his shoulder and grinned mischievously, "Stop pretending! I saw it just now, your mouth was practically stretched to the sky!"

Su Chen blushed and pushed him away, saying, "Nonsense."

Despite saying that, his hand behind his back had already quietly opened the email, and his gaze lingered on the photo of the blonde woman named "Isul" for a long time.

Lu Yun watched from the side and simply smiled.

It would be a lie to say I'm not envious.

……

a few days later.

After getting married, Gao De gained a lot of weight, and his face was always beaming with smiles. He took the initiative to come to Lu Yun's door and said mysteriously:

"Brother Lu, the family has arranged a position for me!"

"Oh? What position?" Lu Yun asked.

"A leisurely, well-paid job, responsible for managing the ecology of a lake area." Gao De grinned, looking quite satisfied. "It's called management, but it's all done by the AI ​​system; I'm basically just a figurehead. The annual salary is 1,500 Black Dragon Coins!"

1,500 Black Dragon Coins is definitely a considerable income for a newly graduated Planetary-level character.

"Congratulations." Lu Yun was genuinely happy for him.

Gao De chuckled and patted Lu Yun on the shoulder: "Brother Lu, don't worry. With your talent, you'll definitely be much better than me in the future!"

After seeing Gao De off, Lu Yun returned to his cultivation room.

Having rejected his family's arrangement for him to marry into their family, it seems he will have to rely on himself for everything.

He sat cross-legged, his mind racing with calculations.

Cultivation requires money at every turn.

To reach the ninth level of the planetary level within a hundred years, meditation alone is too inefficient; one must purchase energy crystals and gene potions for assistance.

It's time to replace this standard telekinetic weapon.

"We must make money as soon as possible."

With a thought, Lu Yun connected his consciousness to the virtual universe network and entered the internal regional network of Wanhu Star to look for work.

On the screen, countless job postings flashed by rapidly.

Guards, security guards... the salaries are good, but the ceiling is too low. It's just selling force, and it doesn't help with personal growth.

What he needs is a job that can both earn him money and pave the way for his future.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened and locked onto a newly updated message.

[Talland Weapons Group is recruiting trainee weapon refiners.]

[Requirements: Preference will be given to mentalists; some understanding of metal materials is required; good manipulation skills are also necessary.]

[Compensation: Annual salary of 500 Black Dragon Coins, plus commission based on the grade and quantity of weapons crafted. Details to be discussed in person.]

Apprentice weapon refiner.

Lu Yun's heart stirred.

The base salary of 500 Black Dragon Coins isn't high, but the word "commission" represents endless possibilities.

More importantly, this position is a perfect match for his [Master Refiner] talent.

The pinnacle of a guard is the guard captain, but the upper limit for a weapon refiner is immeasurable.

"This is it."

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Yun submitted his resume.

With the titles of "first place graduate of Wanhu Star's No. 1 Martial Arts University" and "spiritual master", his resume passed the initial review almost instantly.

The interview is scheduled for five days from now.

……

Five days later.

Wanhuxing Capital, Central Business District.

A dark gray alloy building pierces the sky like a sword; this is the headquarters of the Tarland Arms Group.

Lu Yun straightened his clothes and stepped inside.

Inside the building is an incredibly spacious lobby, where a holographic screen in the center displays a variety of powerful weapons.

After explaining his purpose to the receptionist, he was directed to the interview waiting area on the 32nd floor.

Inside the hall, twenty or thirty competitors were already seated.

Lu Yun's arrival only attracted a few brief glances before no one paid him any more attention.

……

In the observation room, separated by a wall from the side of the waiting hall.

Several figures stood quietly, led by a blonde woman dressed in bright yellow casual clothes.

She was tall and slender, with a sly glint in her bright blue eyes, exuding a mischievous and quirky charm.

Beside her, half a step behind, stood a silver-haired woman in a sharp black suit, with a cold expression; she was clearly an assistant.

"Sigh..." The blonde woman suddenly sighed and said listlessly, "Old Zhou just left like that, and now I'm the only first-level weapon refiner in our three departments. I'm almost going crazy with work."

She rubbed her temples, her gaze sweeping over the young people in the hall below.

"I can't find a suitable person in a short time, so I can only pick a clever one from these kids to help me out."

"Miss Lina," the silver-haired woman beside her said in a cold voice, "they are all just recent graduates, not even real weapon-refining apprentices, and are of no use whatsoever."

"There's nothing I can do about it," Miss Lina shrugged helplessly.

The silver-haired woman stopped talking, turned and walked towards the door, her cold voice echoing throughout the waiting area through the internal system.

"Interview begins. Number one, come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, thin young man stood up nervously and quickly walked into the room.

The room was spacious, with a huge metal table in the center, piled with hundreds of mixed materials, colorful and with mixed energies.

"Sit down," the silver-haired woman said, pointing to the chair opposite the table.

The young man sat down as instructed, staring intently at the pile of materials.

"Your task is not to identify them one by one," the silver-haired woman said calmly. "Use your intuition and perception to describe the overall characteristics of this pile of materials, its general purpose, and its value."

The tall, thin young man was stunned.

Based on intuition?

He hesitated for a moment, but finally bent down and began to identify the objects by relying on his memory and senses.

"This piece is flowing silver, that piece looks like the skeleton of some kind of cosmic behemoth, and there's also inkstone powder..."

He analyzed in a low voice, trying to derive the total price by calculating the value of individual materials.

Five minutes later, he finally looked up and concluded uncertainly, "This pile of materials... has very mixed properties. If it were all sorted and purified, its total value would be around three thousand Black Dragon Coins."

The silver-haired woman remained expressionless, only tapping lightly on her personal terminal.

"Okay, your answer has been recorded. Go back and wait for further notice."

"This..." The tall, thin young man's expression froze. He wanted to say something more, but seeing the other person's cold eyes, he could only swallow his words, bow, and walk out with a blank expression.

...

Seven or eight interviewees went in one after another, only to come out dejectedly.

Inside the observation room.

Miss Lina reclined on the soft sofa, yawned, and complained listlessly, "Ugh, isn't there anyone smart enough? They can't even sense the overall properties of the materials. How are they supposed to help me?"

The silver-haired assistant beside her remained expressionless, her voice cool and indifferent: "Miss Lina, this is normal. They are all recent graduates; their intuition and perception require a lot of practice to develop."

"But I just need an intuitive helper!" Miss Lina sighed. "Never mind, next one, let's finish this quickly."

The silver-haired assistant nodded slightly, his voice transmitted through the internal system.

"Next, number twenty-seven, Lu Yun."

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