The No. 1 Hunfen King in the Entire Server [Interstellar] Chapter 48

Imperial University was located in the heart of University City in Zone 2 of the main star. It was very close to the address Dean Chang had given him.

Lin Jing walked out of Imperial University and waited for a bus by the roadside.

At this hour, only automated buses were running. He checked the schedule—he’d have to wait about half an hour.

The fountain plaza was just ahead. Many couples were taking photos, strolling, and chatting, their laughter mingling with the sound of rushing water and the hum of passing vehicles. To maintain a peaceful environment for students, the government had installed a soundproof barrier over University City. It was nearly invisible during the day but took on a faint purplish glow at night, like a wisp of mist.

Lin Jing looked up.

This planet was special to him—both familiar and foreign.

He had been born here, spent his childhood here, yet he had barely any memories of it.

A bus labeled 937 pulled up in front of him.

Lin Jing retrieved his pass and boarded. There were only two other passengers—two girls with dyed hair in ultra-short skirts.

The screen above the bus played the latest news.

“At 8 a.m. this morning, the 57-year-old Counsel Speaker, Bernard Osmond, announced his retirement next year. With a new election on the horizon, citizens are speculating whether Lilith will run to inherit her father’s legacy. However, cabinet sources claim her name is not on the candidate list. Reports also indicate Bernard has been hospitalized three times…”

The girl in front of Lin Jing, playing on her phone, scoffed. “Lilith running for Speaker? As if.”

Her friend, applying lipstick, batted exaggeratedly long lashes. “She’s the Imperial Princess. Not your problem.”

The first girl rolled her eyes. “Imperial Princess? Who gave her that title? There are tons of high-status people on the main star, but she’s the only one constantly causing a scene. It’s hilarious. She really thinks she’s someone special? Without the Osmond name, she’s nothing.”

“Haha, you have such a big problem with her?”

“With Lilith’s attitude of looking down on everyone like they’re beneath her, don’t you find it disgusting?”

“It’s not that bad.” The girl removed her colored contacts and smiled knowingly. “Oh, I remember now. It’s about what happened at last year’s party, isn’t it?”

The other girl’s face flushed red with anger, looking both embarrassed and resentful.

The first girl chuckled. “Darling, I think we need to recognize our place. We go to these parties as playthings for those rich young masters, while Lilith is the goddess they all fight to impress. You provoked her, so getting red wine poured on you and being thrown out was only natural.”

“Shut up!” the other girl snapped, humiliated.

Her friend simply smiled, but her eyes were full of mockery.

Lin Jing rested his chin on his hand and looked out the window, thinking that the main star was truly different as the political center—he couldn’t go anywhere without hearing the name “Osmond.”

When the bus arrived at its stop, the two scantily clad girls were picked up by a car, leaving Lin Jing standing alone, slightly at a loss.

District One was a well-known luxury district in the interstellar era. The buildings were so tall they resembled towering walls, forming a labyrinth-like structure.

There were many aerial vehicles in the sky, but surprisingly few ground vehicles. The most frustrating part was that the address Dean Chang had given him couldn’t even be navigated to.

Lin Jing sighed—so this was District One.

His phone vibrated twice.

First, a message from Lu Xingyu.

“Jingzi, have you made it back to the apartment yet?”

That was probably his last shred of conscience before fully immersing himself in his goddess’s company.

Lin Jing stood under the streetlight and typed a reply.

“Have you ever been to District One?”

Lu Xingyu: “???”

Lu Xingyu: “WTF, what are you doing in District One this late? Planning to sleep on the streets?”

Lin Jing: “…”

Lin Jing: “My dad’s friend lives here and gave me an address, but I can’t find my way there.”

Lu Xingyu: “Holy cr*p! Your dad has a friend in District One? D*mn, that’s impressive.”

Lin Jing: “Can you focus on the main point? The point is, I’m lost.”

Lu Xingyu: “Oh, sorry, got too excited.”

Lu Xingyu: “Getting lost in District One is normal. This place is where all the big shots live. People only get in by personal invitation; nobody just shows up unannounced. Call your uncle or whatever and ask him to pick you up. If that doesn’t work, just come back. My apartment doors are always open for you. Heh heh.”

That last part was so annoyingly smug.

Lin Jing deleted their chat.

He called Dean Chang, but it was his assistant who picked up.

After hearing his situation, the assistant was shocked. “Wow, the dean really didn’t think this through. He actually told you to go to District One alone at night?”

She quickly made another call. “Stay where you are. I’ll get one of my seniors to come pick you up.”

Lin Jing: “Alright.”

The assistant mentioned that the senior was quite far away, so it might take some time. Lin Jing said it was fine.

He actually felt quite calm. After spending a year bedridden and experiencing a sudden decline in his mental power, there wasn’t much that could shake him anymore. He even had the leisure to admire the unique scenery of District One.

The entire district had a deep blue color scheme, and the buildings’ surfaces seemed to be made of some new metallic material, reflecting the endless streams of lights like projections. The high-rise railways intersecting between skyscrapers cast a glow that painted the sky in a gradient of aurora-like hues.

It was a stunning display of futuristic beauty—though the night wind was a bit chilly.

Just then, his phone lit up again.

Lin Jing assumed it was Lu Xingyu, but when he checked, he was stunned.

Xu Wanzhi?

[Wan Feng Wan Yue]: Have you arrived at the main star?

The cold night wind made Lin Jing feel a little dizzy—or maybe just a little sluggish—so he answered truthfully.

[Shuang Mu Cheng Jing]: Yeah, but I got lost.

[Wan Feng Wan Yue]: Hm?

Lin Jing calmly replied.

[Shuang Mu Cheng Jing]: Here, let me share a fun fact—turns out District One doesn’t allow navigation. Learned something new today. 👍

Learned. Something. New.

Xu Wanzhi seemed to pause for a moment before responding.

[Wan Feng Wan Yue]: Where are you?

Lin Jing was confused.

[Shuang Mu Cheng Jing]: ? You’re not thinking of coming to find me, are you? No need, no need. Someone’s already coming to pick me up. He’s just a bit far away, so I have to wait a while.

But Xu Wanzhi was surprisingly firm.

[Wan Feng Wan Yue]: Address.

Lin Jing was taken aback. Why was he so persistent?

This is District 1, bro. Can you even make it here overnight? Meeting an online friend isn’t that urgent.

Even as he said that, he still sent over his location—just to make the other person give up.

【Shuang Mu Cheng Jing: I’m not lying. I’m really in District 1.】

This time, the other side took even longer to respond.

Finally, Xu Wanzhi sent just two words.

【Wan Feng Wan Yue: Wait for me.】

“???”

Lin Jing nearly lost his soul at those words.

Wait for me?

Was Xu Wanzhi also in District 1?

No way. There’s no way it was that much of a coincidence.

Lin Jing stood there like an idiot for a while before quickly typing back.

【Shuang Mu Cheng Jing: No, no, no, don’t bother.】

【Shuang Mu Cheng Jing: I already have someone picking me up.】

 【Shuang Mu Cheng Jing: We can meet another day. No need to rush, bro. Don’t act on impulse.】

But there was no response.

Lin Jing gave up, frowning as he muttered, “Does he have to be so domineering? Can’t he listen to other people’s opinions for once?”

His body was still weak from just getting out of the hospital, and standing for too long made his legs ache. Seeing that no one was around, and with nothing else to do, he simply sat cross-legged by the roadside.

As he sat, he looked up again at the streets ahead.

In truth, it wasn’t like he had nowhere to go in District 1. The Lin family’s main estate was right here.

But years ago, when his parents insisted on moving to Hailan Star, they had fallen out with the family.

He hadn’t contacted his grandparents in over a decade.

Moreover, it was just a medical appointment—once it was over, he could leave. There was no need to meet relatives he hadn’t seen in years.

District One’s streets were empty and quiet, but the sky above was bustling with activity.

The ones racing through the night were all privileged brats from noble families. Luxury hovercars sped along the tracks, accompanied by blaring rock music and wild shouts from the guys inside, making a deafening racket.

A particularly flashy black vehicle cruised down the main road. The young man behind the wheel had silver-gray hair and grinned as he said, “This ‘Abomination’ drives pretty well. The old man spent twenty million to bid on it as a reward for me. Definitely worth the price—not in vain for all the blood, sweat, and tears I put into climbing the ‘Survivor’ leaderboard.”

“Hahaha, babe, you’re amazing.” The woman in the passenger seat giggled seductively and leaned in to kiss him.

The silver-haired man shoved her away. “Get lost. Don’t act slutty in my car.”

The woman pouted.

Someone in the backseat laughed. “Devon, you really don’t know how to appreciate beauty.”

Devon scoffed. “Her? Not worthy. My car alone could buy a few million of her.”

As they sped down a downward slope of the light rail, Devon caught sight of Lin Jing below. “Huh? What’s someone doing there at this hour?”

A guy in the back sneered. “Probably a bum who came to sleep on the streets and snap a picture for social media. Happens all the time.”

Devon curled his lips. “Oh yeah? How about we play with him a little?”

The guys in the backseat were eager, their eyes gleaming with something wicked. “How?”

Devon lifted his chin arrogantly. “Circle around him. Let this broke nobody admire my car from every angle.”

The guys in the back: “……” Wow, what a genius.

Devon was quite pleased with himself and actually started maneuvering ‘Abomination’ to circle above Lin Jing, flying back and forth. But halfway through, he suddenly slammed on the brakes, eyes widening as he stared at a vehicle on a parallel track.

“What? What is it?” The three sycophants immediately asked.

Devon looked dumbfounded. “…A-A starship?”

Lin Jing was already irritated by the lunatic above him. As a guy, he could obviously tell this was provocation.

He looked up, curled his lips in exasperation.

Seriously? This?

You’re showing off that pathetic car in front of me? Shut up, you d*mn fly.

Finally, the buzzing stopped.

Lin Jing looked up and saw a sleek black aircraft, freezing in place.

Its streamlined body reflected a sharp, cold light. The structure was strikingly unique, exuding a deadly allure that would captivate any man. This wasn’t a car… it was a mecha, just currently in its vehicle form.

He stared without blinking as the mecha descended from the sky toward him.

The door opened, and a familiar figure stepped out.

Black combat boots, long, straight legs.

Xu Wanzhi seemed to have just finished training, still wearing his perfectly tailored black military uniform. White gloves covered his hands, his tall figure exuding a cold, sharp aura—like a young admiral returning from the depths of the starry sea.

Lin Jing almost choked on his own saliva. He scrambled to his feet, momentarily overwhelmed with the urge to pretend he didn’t know him.

D*mn it, he never should have let Xu Wanzhi come.

What kind of disastrous way was this to meet an online friend? Couldn’t he have given a heads-up so Lin Jing could at least dress a little cooler?

The starship’s landing lights shone blindingly.

Xu Wanzhi called his name. “Lin Jing.”

His voice was cool and indifferent, just as it had always been.

Lin Jing, trying to cover up his awkwardness, muttered, “So you actually came.”

Xu Wanzhi lowered his eyes to look at him, then suddenly smiled. “Yeah. Just happened to be passing by.”

Lin Jing dropped his gaze and mumbled, “Thanks.”

The buzzing fly above them hadn’t left yet. In fact, it was still lingering persistently.

Devon was practically hanging out of his driver’s seat, shouting down excitedly, “Bro! Bro! How about we swap cars? I’ll even compensate you for the difference.”

Xu Wanzhi ignored him.

Devon kept yelling, “Your boyfriend was staring at my car so hard just now! If he likes it so much, even if you don’t want to drive it, shouldn’t you at least consider his feelings?”

Lin Jing: “………”

What kind of next-level shameless scam was this?!

Xu Wanzhi paused mid-step, glancing over with an amused, unreadable expression. He lowered his voice, “Really?”

Lin Jing gritted his teeth. “No. He’s just a lunatic.”