in the room.

Zhou Jing threw himself heavily on the bed, turned his back to the sky, and stared at the ceiling in a state of confusion.

Originally, his future life plan was as follows - obtain a degree from a higher education institution, which would make it easier to find a job. The job does not require a high salary, as long as he stays in the local area, preferably closer to home.

Because the eldest brother and the second brother separated and went their separate ways. They all went out to live and rarely came back. The parents at home are getting older, and the remaining three younger brothers and sisters are still underage. The oldest one is only ten years old and needs to be taken care of.

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There is always one adult child left to take care of the family, and the two brothers are not willing to delay their future, so they have to take over the responsibility themselves. Zhou Jing's plan after graduation is to work nearby and take care of his family.

As for his career and future, he just needs to take his time. He can wait until his younger brothers and sisters are adults. He is not that ambitious and feels that he is still young and can afford to wait. There is no need to be as anxious as his two brothers.

only……

The sudden forced immigration disrupted his life plan.

He had nothing to say about the official policy, but the attitude of his family was so damn heartwarming.

In the interstellar era, due to various factors, the concept of family has gradually weakened, but even if the relationship between family members is somewhat indifferent, Zhou Jing has been carefully maintaining it, feeling that they are still family members no matter what.

It's just that he cherishes his family... his family doesn't seem to cherish him very much. Rather than retaining him, his father and brothers seem to hope that there will be an interstellar immigrant in the family, which will bring them career benefits... In other words, everyone resists the forced immigration quota.

So I couldn't wait to blame it on him.

"Sacrifice me to benefit the whole family?"

Zhou Jing stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, then turned his head and looked around the room.

There is a corner missing from the edge of the table, and there is a circle of tape wrapped around it. This was broken when I was nine years old. The curtain rod is missing two hooks. They were used as hooks to pretend to be earrings when I was in the second grade of secondary school. I accidentally lost them, maybe.

Was it when he was twelve and a half years old? There are seven Super League peripheral posters posted on the wall. He has been a loyal viewer since he was thirteen years old. These posters are of different star players he has liked...

And here... and there...

Zhou Jing's eyes slowly and carefully scanned every corner of this twelve square meter room.

He has lived in this house for more than ten years, and traces of his life are everywhere.

Outside the window is the familiar scenery that I have seen for more than ten years. The setting sun hangs slanting on the horizon, covering the steel forest with a golden coat. The speed-limited hover car leisurely passes between the high-rise buildings. The signs on the top floors of the buildings in the distance light up.

The colorful neon lights seem to announce that night is coming.

There are familiar family and friends here, there are familiar streets and buildings, and I have spent my green years here.

No matter how far apart cities are, they are still under the same blue sky, while the distance between planets is so far away that it seems impossible to touch.

Interstellar immigration is a besieged city. Some people are willing to leave, while others want to stay. Some people want to abandon the past and pursue immigration benefits, while others are unwilling to leave the land where they have lived for a long time, making it difficult to reunite with their relatives and friends.

Zhou Jing has never thought about the possibility of leaving since he was a child. He doesn't want to leave yet... but no one can help him, the only one he can rely on is himself.

"As long as you are selected for forced immigration, unless there are special circumstances, you must obey the official arrangements for immigration... Special circumstances?"

Zhou Jing murmured to himself, and suddenly his eyes locked on the Super League poster.

He suddenly turned over and sat up, took out his mobile phone, and searched for the policy support clauses for superpowers. His eyes scanned the large and complicated policy clauses, and finally stopped on one of them, and read it softly:

"Individuals who meet the definition of 'superpowers' are not included in the compulsory recruitment of interstellar immigrants. If they are randomly selected for the compulsory immigration quota, they can be unconditionally exempted without approval, and all immediate family members can enjoy this right."

"Superpower... If I become a superpower, I will be exempted from forced immigration, and my family will no longer have to bear the burden..."

Zhou Jing muttered in a low voice, his eyes brightening slightly.

Is there such a possibility... When I wake up tomorrow, I will become a super person?

With my hands raised, the sky will fall, and with my stamp of my feet, the sky will fall. No matter how big the world is, I can go wherever I want?

He couldn't help daydreaming for a while, but finally stopped the momentum of fantasy, slapped himself gently, and sighed.

There are several ways to become a superpower, such as genetic medicine, superpower knowledge, mutation, etc... But these are not accessible to him as an ordinary person.

Genetic medicine is a product strictly controlled by the government. It cannot be found on the shelves, and it does not support online shopping. Ordinary people have no way to buy it. The spread of superpower knowledge is also strictly controlled, and civilians cannot have access to it.

As for mutation, where can you find an environment or experimental project that allows you to mutate? And if you find it, will the mutation be guaranteed? There is a high probability that you will die in a shocking way in various weird postures.

Under the control of the community government that strictly prohibits the illegal spread of superpower knowledge and superpower items among the people, the only way for ordinary people to become superpowers is to "awaken."

But talent is the biggest barrier between people. Who has the qualifications to be a superpower is determined almost from the moment of birth.

I haven't awakened my superpower for so many years. It's a bit unrealistic to expect that I will suddenly awaken now. Putting hope on such a low-probability thing is no different from hoping that toilet paper will fall from the sky when there is no paper in the toilet. Waiting for poop.

I feel more confident if I do it myself.

"Superpower..." Zhou Jing stared at the poster of the Super League with complicated eyes.

When he was a child, like many children, he also fantasized about becoming a superpower. However, as he got older, he gradually lost his extravagant hopes and accepted the reality that he might just be an ordinary person in this life.

If he has any advantages, it may be that he has a clear enough self-awareness. He knows that he does not have extraordinary intelligence, outstanding family background, or amazing perseverance. Although he is quite good-looking, he is not worthy of being rushed by God to feed him.

His situation...all in all, he is an ordinary person.

In the future, I will probably work in a job that I neither like nor dislike, and live a routine life day after day. Like countless ordinary people, I will quietly serve as a part of the functioning of society. My greatest contribution is to give birth to offspring and contribute to mankind.

Civilization's interstellar expansion contributes population.

Occasionally, when I have free time, I can take a look at the superpowers who fly into the sky and escape from the earth in the Super League, and witness with longing the colorful lives of these "superhumans"... But no matter how much I yearn for it, it is not his world after all.

"Oh, let's think of another way."

Zhou Jing rubbed his temples, sighed, and crossed out the plan of "becoming a superpower" from his mind.

Although he felt distressed by his family's attitude, he tried his best not to think about it, knowing that it would not be helpful to his current situation.

He forced himself to cheer up and find a solution to the dilemma of forced immigration on his own.

But one method after another came up, and each one was rejected by him... If forced immigration was so easy to get rid of, it would not have the word "forced" in it. The determination of the United Interstellar Community to ensure that there is a sufficient immigrant population for interstellar expansion is very firm.

The more he racked his brains to think of a solution, the more Zhou Jing felt that there was nothing he could do. The suddenly unruly future made people confused and hesitant.

Before you know it, the sun sets and the night hangs in the sky.

The door was never knocked.

He lay on the bed, tossing and turning, thinking about where he was going. At some point, he felt sleepy, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and his thoughts sank into the chaos of being half asleep and half awake.

Time seemed to stretch into a thin thread, and all kinds of hazy emotions flashed by like a revolving lantern.

A childhood that is nostalgic, a future that is off track, a fantasy that has long been buried, a life destined to be mediocre, a reality that is difficult to escape...

All this is floating in my mind, turning into an indescribable dream, as if the scale of time has turned into a picture, the past and the future are spread out in front of my eyes, as if I am standing in a higher dimension, silently overlooking

My own mediocre life.

And in this daze, half asleep and half awake

Thunder suddenly exploded in my mind!

Boom!!!

Electric shock-like tremors traveled through every nerve. Zhou Jing's body trembled violently, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly.

He subconsciously opened his eyes.

At this moment, the world changed.

The familiar room was no longer in front of him. Instead, there was a starry universe, with slowly rotating bright nebulae in all directions.

The stars surround and complement each other.

I feel like I am in the middle of the galaxy!

"?"

What's the situation?

Is there something wrong with my sleeping position?

Zhou Jing's head was buzzing, and his face was filled with confused questions.

Suddenly, wisps of starlight condensed in front of him, turning into a huge fluorescent panel, with waterfall-like subtitles painted on it.

At this moment, a lot of information flooded into my mind!

[Star boundary disturbance phenomenon detected, coordinates are being calibrated... A new star boundary has been discovered, gravitational strength and intersection are being detected... Detection completed, current status: [Available for launch]]

[Creating the astral link port... Connecting to the astral time stream... Connection completed!]

[Entered into the astral plane file - current number of recorded planes: 1]

[Current connectable plane: [Unnamed] No. 001]

[Map overview mode is loading...loading completed!]

[Creating a new Astral Apostle...Template generation!]

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[Current Template-Trait File]

[Name: Will Wood (can be changed)]

[Racial appearance: Terran (can be changed)]

[Identity: None]
To be continued...