All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

The void trembled as two figures strode through the air, their auras overwhelming the entire frontline position.

Jun Yi was clad in a beast-hide battle skirt, with a giant axe slung across his shoulder. Red battle patterns shimmered faintly on his bronze skin, and a savage aura swept across the area, even suppressing the malevolent energy of the insectoid race in the air.

Nian Shang stood with his hands behind his back, his dark red robe fluttering in the wind. There was no energy leaking from his body, but he exuded a cold indifference to all things. His gaze swept over the swarm of insects in front of him, and a subtle, unseen emotion flashed in his dark red eyes.

The two stopped at the same time as they arrived at the perimeter of the front-line command hub of the Human Star Sea Community.

With a slight twitch of their noses, sensing the aura emanating from the swarm of insects ahead, the two exchanged a glance, both seeing the same confusion in each other's eyes.

wrong.

The aura of this Zerg is too eerie.

It exudes a sense of order and familiarity, as if... it is derived from some familiar power.

Jun Yi frowned slightly, his giant axe trembling slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Something's not right. The aura of these insects is a bit strange."

Nian Shang nodded slowly, his gaze lingering on the depths of the insect swarm, his tone calm: "Hmm, it seems... to have been deliberately guided. Its origin is very orderly, unlike the naturally evolved insect race."

Both of them sensed something was wrong, but neither of them said another word.

Some things are better left unsaid, even if you see them clearly.

In particular, the eerie familiarity hidden within the insectoid aura made them subconsciously unwilling to delve deeper, as if revealing it would tear open some irreversible truth.

They tacitly suppressed their doubts, moved swiftly, and rushed towards the command hub. The Zerg soldiers along the way did not even have time to get close before being crushed into mincemeat and turned into a cloud of blood mist by the aura emanating from the two of them.

At this moment, the secret laboratory below the command center was in complete disarray.

Glassware shattered on the ground, and various reagents spilled onto the floor, hissing and emitting pungent white smoke. The alarms of the instruments went off one after another, but no one paid any attention.

Yao Guang stood in the center of the lab table, his white lab coat stained with reagents, his hair disheveled and plastered to his forehead, his eyes bloodshot and bright red. His once clear and determined eyes were now filled with madness and obsession, and even his gaze had become unfocused and eerie.

In his hands, he tightly gripped two cores that were pitch black and exuded a cold aura. One was the core of the mantis king he had killed earlier, and the other was the core of the new insect king that Ye Fan had personally killed.

The two cores in his hands were slightly warm, faintly emitting weak energy fluctuations, resonating with each other as if they were born to be together.

Yao Guang's gaze was fixed on the two Insect King cores in his hands. A strange and insane smile curled at the corner of his mouth. His laughter was low and hoarse, echoing in the empty laboratory, exuding a chilling madness.

"Found it... finally found it..."

"It wasn't absorption... it wasn't absorbed by the core at all..."

"They're looking for a carrier...they're searching for a carrier!"

He muttered to himself while shaking his body wildly, as if grasping at the last straw, or as if he had completely fallen into madness.

During this period, a series of crises overwhelmed her like a tidal wave, making it hard for her to breathe.

The pursuit by powerful beings from all realms, the frenzied counterattack of the Zerg, the overwhelming power gap between Junyi and Nian Shang, and the annihilation facing the human interstellar community...

He was a time traveler, just like Ye Fan, from Earth, from that peaceful and tranquil world.

He once thought he was strong enough.

But only now does he realize how insignificant and powerless he is.

Faced with those powerful beings from all realms who could shatter stars with a wave of their hand and destroy worlds with a single stroke, and faced with the overwhelming and endless swarms of insects, they were like candles flickering in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.

I don't want to see Ye Fan die, I don't want to see my comrades fall one by one, and I don't want to see humanity completely wiped out in this starry sky.

Just now, he inadvertently observed a strange phenomenon—the energy of the first batch of powerful beings from the myriad realms who were killed by Jun Yi did not dissipate into the starry sky or nourish this world after their deaths.

At first, he thought he had misread it.

But as he observed and studied the matter repeatedly, he discovered that things were not like that at all.

The energy released after the deaths of those powerful beings from all realms was not absorbed, but instead roamed wildly, searching for a suitable vessel, a container that could hold their power.

And the two Insect King Cores in his hands just happen to meet all the conditions!

They contain powerful insectoid essence, are tough and can perfectly bear the energy of those powerful beings from all realms. Moreover, the two cores resonate with each other, and can completely fuse those energies to unleash even more powerful strength.

This discovery was like a thunderbolt, exploding in Yao Guang's mind.

He seemed to have grasped at his only hope and completely succumbed to madness.

As long as they can utilize these two cores to carry the energy of those powerful beings from all realms and create powerful potions, they will have the power to fight against those powerful beings from all realms and against the insectoid race, and they will have the hope of survival!

"Faster...faster..."

Yao Guang muttered to himself, his hands trembling, as he placed the two insect king cores on the lab table. Then, he frantically grabbed the reagents around him and poured them into the beakers, completely disregarding the ratio of the reagents and the experimental procedure. His actions were rough and crazy.

In fact, this was the ability that Yao Guang had awakened, but he never knew it. If the world Yao Guang had traveled to was the world of cultivation, he would definitely be a genius alchemist.

The reagent splashed onto his hands and face, burning tiny blisters, but he seemed oblivious, as if he felt no pain, and continued to operate frantically.

His eyes grew increasingly crazed, his smile more and more eerie, and he exuded an aura of obsession and madness, as if he would completely lose his mind and become a madman who only knew how to make potions in the next second.

In the laboratory, Yao Guang was still frantically making the potion. The liquid in the beaker kept churning, bubbling with black bubbles, and emitting a strange and powerful aura. The two insect king cores were slowly melting in the liquid and completely fused with the reagent.

Meanwhile, on the Cambridge Observatory, Ye Fan stood alone, his figure upright, yet exuding an indescribable sense of loneliness and dazedness.

He was dressed in the military uniform of the Human Star Sea Community, the uniform was crisp and straight, but it could not hide the weariness and emptiness in his eyes.

On the giant screen at the observation post, images of the front-line battlefield are projected in real time.

The overwhelming swarm of insects, like a black tsunami, frantically assaulted the human defenses. Countless warships were lined up in neat rows, their cannons roaring, and dazzling beams of energy blasted towards the swarm, turning countless insectoid soldier ants into mincemeat.

The roar of the warships, the hiss of the Zerg, and the shouts of the soldiers were clearly transmitted to Ye Fan's ears through the light screen, but they seemed to be separated by a thick barrier, appearing extremely distant and blurry.

Ye Fan stared blankly at the screen, at the fleets fighting in the starry sky, at the soldiers battling blood and sweat. His eyes were unfocused, as if his soul had drifted far away, leaving only an empty shell.

Countless fragmented images kept flashing through his mind.

He flashed past the prosperity and peace of Earth, past the confusion and helplessness he felt hiding in the cellar with his sister, past the tragic deaths of his comrades, past the days he fought alongside Yao Guang, past the scenes of Jun Yi and Nian Shang crushing the powerful beings of all realms, past the Zerg Queens he personally slew, past the united will of humanity when the Star Sea Community was established...

Everything felt like an unreal dream.

He recalled that when he first participated in the assessment for logistics soldiers of the People's Liberation Army, he was filled with nervousness and trepidation, fearing that he would not pass the assessment, would not be able to stay in the People's Liberation Army, and would not be able to find hope of survival.

He still remembers that Yaoguang was always by his side. No matter how great the danger or how difficult the situation, Yaoguang never gave up on him or left him. He fought alongside him and searched for hope to survive.

But now, everything has changed.

Most of his comrades have already sacrificed their lives and are now buried forever in this cold galaxy; Yao Guang is driven to the brink of madness by the pressure, immersing himself in the laboratory and frantically making unknown potions; and he himself, crowned with the title of "human hero" and standing at the top of everyone, feels extremely lonely and confused.

He also thought of his younger sister.

Since humanity faced annihilation, his sister began an endless pursuit of learning.

Learn interstellar navigation, learn warship control, learn about the Zerg, learn about the intelligence of powerful beings from all realms, learn everything that can help humanity survive.

She is so young and should be enjoying a carefree childhood, but she has to bear so much pressure, immersing herself in books and instruments every day, without even time to rest.

Ye Fan's heart was filled with guilt and helplessness.

As the older brother, as someone hailed as a "hero" by everyone, he failed to protect his younger sister, failed to provide her with a peaceful life, and failed to free her from the shadow of war.

"Hero..." Ye Fan murmured to himself, a bitter smile playing on his lips, his eyes growing increasingly unfocused. "What kind of hero am I..."

He was just an ordinary person who was a little luckier; he was forced to take up arms, fight, and grow up in a desperate situation.

The true heroes are the soldiers who fight valiantly, the researchers who dedicate themselves silently, and those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the survival of humanity.

He was simply pushed along by fate, burdened by excessively high expectations placed upon him by everyone, and forced to stand in this position.

Just as Ye Fan was lost in endless daze and loneliness, a gentle voice came from behind him, interrupting his thoughts.

"You're now a hero of the entire human star system."

Ye Fan was startled and slowly turned around to look at the source of the sound.

An elderly man dressed in an ordinary soldier's uniform was slowly walking towards him.

His gaze remained firm yet gentle. His military uniform was covered in dust and blood, clearly indicating that he had just come from the battlefield, still carrying a faint smell of gunpowder and the ferocity of the Zerg.

Upon seeing the newcomer's face, Ye Fan's pupils contracted sharply. The dazedness and desolation in his eyes were instantly replaced by shock. His lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

It's him!

It turned out to be him!

The person who changed his fate, the examiner who agreed to let him participate in the People's Liberation Army logistics soldier assessment!

Ye Fan will never forget that at that time, he had nothing, was lost and helpless, and did not even qualify to participate in the Human Alliance logistics soldier assessment. It was he who saw the determination and unwillingness in his eyes, made an exception and agreed to let him participate in the assessment, gave him a chance to live, and gave him a chance to change his fate.

He never expected to encounter the old man again in this place, at this time.

The newcomer walked up to Ye Fan, stopped, looked him up and down, his eyes full of satisfaction and approval, and said with a smile, "Back then, I still remember you, kid. You were covered in injuries, but your eyes were firm. You were doing your best to pass the test. I knew then that you were no ordinary kid."

"I never imagined that in such a short time you would grow to this level, becoming a hero of humanity and the hope of the entire human star community."

The old man's tone was full of satisfaction, as if he were witnessing his juniors achieve great things.

Ye Fan quickly composed himself, bowed deeply to the newcomer, his tone respectful and humble, his face showing no trace of "heroic" arrogance, only deep gratitude and guilt.

"You're joking, I'm no hero."

He raised his head and looked again at the fighting fleet on the screen, at the soldiers who were fighting bloody battles. His tone was heavy and firm: "They are the heroes, the soldiers who fought bloody battles on the battlefield and were willing to sacrifice their lives, the people who silently gave their all and searched for hope for mankind."

"I just did what I was supposed to do, survived by sheer luck, and was burdened with excessively high expectations."

The newcomer looked at Ye Fan with even greater admiration in his eyes, nodded, and said with emotion, "Good lad, not arrogant or impatient, and never forgetting your original aspirations. No wonder you have achieved such great success."

"I knew I hadn't misjudged you. If I hadn't made an exception and allowed you to participate in the assessment, humanity would have truly missed out on a rare talent, a hero who could have led humanity out of its predicament."

Ye Fan was filled with gratitude, his eyes slightly reddening, and he said softly, "Thank you for giving me the opportunity back then. Without you, I wouldn't be who I am today."

Over the years, he has always remembered the kindness of the visitor and the moment that changed his destiny.

The newcomer waved his hand, a gentle smile on his face, and said in a calm tone, "No need to thank me. Opportunities are earned by yourself. If you are not hardworking or determined enough, even if I give you more opportunities, it will be useless."

Looking at the newcomer, Ye Fan felt even more grateful. He hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help asking, "Senior, I still don't know your name."

For so many years, he has always addressed those who came as "senior examiner," but he has never asked for their names, which has always been a regret in his heart.

Upon hearing this, the visitor's smile remained gentle, but he waved his hand lightly, his tone calm and humble: "I am just an ordinary soldier; my name is not important."

"I will tell you my name when this crisis is over, when humanity is completely free from the threat of the Zerg, and when we are able to truly stand on this planet."

After speaking, the visitor gave Ye Fan a deep look, his eyes full of expectation and encouragement, then turned and walked towards the exit of the observation platform.

His steps were somewhat unsteady, yet still firm. His military uniform, illuminated by the starlight, shone brightly, as if carrying countless responsibilities and hopes.

Ye Fan stood there, silently watching his retreating figure, watching him walk away step by step, watching his figure gradually disappear from his sight.