Chapter 477 - - 450 Low-key Romance_1

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Name: Duge;

ID: 48699527;

Spiritual Power: 5118300;

Current Ranking: 30003000;

Keyword for the Match: Low-profile;

Keyword for the Match: Romantic;

Advanced Skills: None available;

Derived Items: None available;

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When Duge opened his eyes again, he found himself in a highly technologically advanced room.

There was a bed in the room that resembled a sleep capsule.

In front of him was a screen similar to a computer, standing vertical in front of him, like a piece of transparent glass, made of some unknown material.

At the moment, the screen displayed various blueprints of components, dazzling to the eyes.

What floated before Duge’s eyes was his personal panel.

Just as he had anticipated,

with the augmentation of The Power of Faith, his spiritual power had successfully broken through the five million mark, almost doubling since his last entry into the Alien Battlefield.

Even with spiritual power over five million, he would still be far behind the people of Pan-Universe Entertainment

Over a hundred people from Pan-Universe Entertainment could wrap almost a world’s souls with their spiritual power; their spiritual power must be calculated in billions at least.

It’s like the difference between the brain capacity of humans and ants. Duge’s spiritual power at this point is at best equivalent to a rabbit or a large rat, nothing to boast about.

Merging the memories of the person he had possessed, Duge glanced at the two keywords.

Having randomly received the keyword ‘righteous’ after encountering a villain last time, Duge wasn’t too picky about keywords anymore, but upon seeing the keyword ’low-profile,’ he couldn’t help but be stunned.

Low-profile contradicted his character!

Moreover, how could an Alien Warrior, who strengthens his physique through influence, possibly keep a low profile?

Low-profile: A tone of low frequency; a soft and somewhat subdued manner of speaking; understated, indicating a humble and cautious attitude…

Synonyms: Reserved, modest;

Duge’s mind raced through the definition of low-profile, analyzing the potential directions this keyword might lead to.

The first to pop into his mind were those low-profile academicians in the science community. Their fame was unremarkable, yet their research impacted the whole world, serving as models of low-profile hard workers who probably wouldn’t be recognized on the street by many.

However, this way of handling things was clearly not suitable for him. Duge wasn’t the type to work quietly.

The Alien Battlefield wouldn’t allow him to work quietly either.

So that left him with one other option, the way DC comic book superheroes conduct themselves—the masked Superman, Batman, flamboyant in action yet maintaining a low profile in anonymity…

In DC Comics, who dares say Superman lacks influence, who dares say journalist Clark Kent isn’t low-profile?

Before entering the battlefield, Bai Long warned him not to reveal the Sea God’s Power, and Nan Youlong hoped he would conceal his identity. As a result, he ended up randomly getting a low-profile keyword.

If this is said to be a coincidence, even dogs wouldn’t believe it!

Pan-Universe Entertainment was using various means to restrict his flashy way of doing things…

The second keyword was romantic: passionate, unrestrained; charming; poetic and filled with fantasy, flirtatious, unconcerned with trivialities;

Living life with joviality, poetry and wine, riding horses across vast seas, dwelling amongst the wolves…

This is the ultimate romantic dream of a man.

Putting up a few floral wreaths, singing a couple of love songs, engaging in some nonsensical rituals to impress young girls—that kind of romanticism is too low.

Although romantic acts like dwelling amongst the wolves don’t align with the property of low-profile, what Duge wanted was the skill associated with the second keyword. As long as a suitable skill could be brought up, it wouldn’t matter if he gave up the keyword.

In an instant.

Duge had set the developmental tone for this world.

While contemplating the key terms, Duge straightened out the memories of the person he had possessed.

This alien battlefield was a technologically oriented world.

The level of technology was far superior to Earth’s, having developed spacecraft capable of exceeding the speed of light and possessing the ability to breach their own solar system for cosmic voyages.

In this respect, the level of this alien battlefield was far beyond the previous two, not to mention the first one where the path to cultivation was severed and even those at the Mahayana Stage couldn’t ascend.

In the last alien battlefield, the influence of the God Spirits didn’t even extend beyond their own planet.

But this planet, known as Green Star, underwent a great technological leap thirty years ago; nations on the planet ceased internal strife and turned their attention to the starry ocean.

There were dozens of experimental sites and resource collection centers established on other planets alone.

The power wielded on the star-level warships created by these nations was so great they could strike targets on planets directly from the cosmos.

Such combat capabilities left those God Spirits and beings at the Mahayana Stage trailing in the dust.

However, it was also this advancement in technology that brought about a disaster for the arrogant inhabitants of Green Star.

Green Star’s signals for extraterrestrial exploration were captured by a group of homeless wanderers in the stars, and the vanguard of these wanderers followed the signals straight to Green Star; outpost stations and resource bases that Green Star had placed on peripheral planets fell one after the other.

During the crisis of survival, the countries of Green Star formed a federation, barely holding the last line of defense with the advantages of their terrain and suicidal attacks.

In the battle, Green Star captured an enemy spacecraft, and now, scientists are working intensively to decode the technology in the hope of achieving a technological breakthrough.

Through the communication equipment on the ship, the Green Star Federation learned that the enemy forces would arrive in two years’ time.

The reason the wandering civilization’s vanguard didn’t deploy massive weapons of destruction against Green Star was solely because they didn’t want to damage the environment of Green Star.

After all, what they needed was a habitable home, not a ruined planet.

Currently, both sides were in a stalemate.

The enemy was waiting for reinforcements, while the people of Green Star seemed to be waiting for death.

But the people of Green Star had much more spine than those from Qiyuan Star and were not content to see their planet occupied; now, the entire federal government, apart from maintaining basic living standards, had all industrial lines fully engaged in battle preparation.

The whole world was striving to protect their homeland.

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The person Duge possessed was named Lin Hong, a seventeen-year-old student at the Mech Repair School of Imperial University.

He was average looking with average grades and belonged to the type that wouldn’t stand out in a crowd, perfectly fitting a low-profile character.

Green Star’s primary weapons were warships and the so-called strongest individual weapon, the Mecha.

Mech repair technicians were mainly responsible for fixing damaged Mechas, belonging to logistical personnel on the battlefield, important but inconspicuous, and far less sought-after than the Mech Warriors who fought in battle or the mechanical engineers responsible for designing and improving Mechas.

Lin Hong’s dream, however, was to become a Mech Warrior, but when it came time to choose his major, his physical condition didn’t meet the standards, so he had to switch to mech repair.

Yet, at the age of seventeen, a time full of dreams, this ordinary youngster harbored an extraordinary one.

He was not satisfied with becoming a mere mech repair technician, dealing with cold mechanical arms every day; unable to become a Mech Warrior, Lin Hong set his sights on becoming a mechanical engineer, cogitating every day on how to improve the Mechas, hoping to make a name for himself and ultimately become world-renowned.

The reason driving him to do so was a woman.

The partner of Lin Hong’s dreams was Gu Qingyan, the acknowledged goddess of Imperial University.

Gu Qingyan was not only the goddess of the Mech Combat Department but also its top combat genius, shining brightly like a radiant sun.

The ordinary Lin Hong admired his goddess, and he had collected much information about her, such as her height, weight, favorite color, and preferred clothing—he knew it all in detail.

But he was so self-conscious that he didn’t dare speak a single word to her.

Lin Hong’s dream was to someday design a distinct Mecha just for his beloved, so that wearing the Mecha he made, she could go into battle would be enough to fulfill his heart’s content.

Unfortunately, his talent was not sufficient to improve or design Mechas, and he spent his days buried in study of those tediously arcane subjects until he nearly lost his mind.

A pitiful and tragic little fellow!

After experiencing so many simulation fields and alien battlefields, it was the first time Duge had taken possession of such an ordinary person.

One could say that Lin Hong was a perfect match for his keywords; such a personality, such a status that it was impossible for him to stand out even if he wanted to.

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