Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

"Huh?" The assistant froze, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Five, five thousand years?"

To the assistant, this was already an extremely exaggerated number.

Five thousand years of lifespan!

Within the Nine God Civilization, such a lifespan was simply unimaginable!

Even the theoretical lifespan limit of biological life extension technology had only reached the level of three thousand years.

To guess a lifespan of five thousand years, in the assistant's view, was already a very bold speculation.

In fact, in his subconscious, he didn't take this guess seriously at all.

Because this was simply impossible, how could anyone live that long!

Impossible!

Five thousand years, what a long lifespan this is!

Solely relying on the so-called Martial Dao, the so-called cultivation, without any biological technology, to gain a lifespan of five thousand years?

It's simply a fantasy, absolutely impossible!

"Five thousand years?" The adjutant's smile deepened upon hearing the assistant's words. He gently shook his head and said, "You guessed it wrong."

"Haha, of course, it's wrong then." The assistant laughed as well and said, "Officer, actually I also think so. There's no way it would be five thousand years. Those Saint Kings' lifespans should be three thousand years, reaching the theoretical lifespan limit of biological technology."

"Three thousand years?" The adjutant shook his head and smiled, standing with his hands clasped behind his back. His expression turned serious, and he said in a grave voice, "When I said you guessed wrong, I wasn't saying your guess was too long, but rather too short."

"Too short!? How is this possible!?"

"Impossible! The so-called Saint Kings on this planet have a lifespan longer than five thousand years?"

"That's too exaggerated, how could such an unbelievable thing happen!?"

"It's simply inconceivable!"

Everyone around exclaimed; whether it was the two assistants or the technical staff, they all looked at the adjutant in shock and disbelief.

This really went beyond their expectations, thoroughly surpassing their cognitive limits!

How could it be!

A lifespan longer than five thousand years, what kind of monster is this!

How could there be humans able to live that long!

Before coming to Aquablue Star, they had also learned some information about it, knowing that the people on Aquablue Star were actually humans similar to them.

Even if there were some minor structural differences, there were still many similarities overall; they were both humans.

Given this situation, in their understanding, even humans who cultivated to the level of Saint King were still humans.

This made it incredibly hard for them to believe that a human could live for more than five thousand years!?

Unbelievable!

"Officer, could you tell us how many years the so-called Saint King Martial Artists on this planet can actually live?" The assistant couldn't contain his curiosity and asked the adjutant.

At the same time, the other assistant and the other technical staff in the observation room also turned their attention to the adjutant, waiting for him to give an answer.

The adjutant glanced around and after his gaze swept over everyone, he extended a finger and said solemnly, "Ten thousand years! At least! At least ten thousand years! The most elite Saint Kings might even reach eighty to ninety thousand years, nearly a hundred thousand years of lifespan!"

At least ten thousand years!

There were even lifespans of eighty to ninety thousand years, close to a hundred thousand years!?

Silence!

Unparalleled silence; at that moment, the entire observation room became pin-drop silent.

There was no sound, not even the slightest noise!

Everyone present held their breath, with wide eyes and a dazed expression, completely shocked to the extreme!

Unbelievable!

It's truly unbelievable!!

Ten thousand years!

That is a lifespan of ten thousand years, which is the same length of time since the last war with Aquablue Star!

But for the people present, that was something only found in textbooks or even historical documents—ancient events.

And only after receiving a high level of education did they understand the real situation.

For many ordinary people of the Nine God Civilization, the war ten thousand years ago seemed more like a legend than history.

Many people, as children, heard about it as a story.

This is the change that comes with the long passage of time.

Ten thousand years is enough for the top leaders of the most advanced civilization to change a dozen times; ordinary people would have lived through countless generations.

Things that truly occurred in the past would become history, stories, and even legends.

But to a Saint King level Martial Artist, it's merely the minimum extent of their lifespan.

At least ten thousand years!

That means typically the lifespan of Saint Kings is over ten thousand years!

The years transforming seas into mulberry fields can be experienced by a Saint King level Martial Artist within just a single lifespan.

Not to mention those Saint Kings who live for eighty to ninety thousand years, or nearly a hundred thousand years.

To beings like that, a mere ten thousand years might just be an unimportant period in life.

Too exaggerated!

This is really too exaggerated!

The massive lifespan gap made everyone present completely lose their ability to think for a short period.

Their minds were only echoing with one thought!

We must conquer this star, we must seize all the Martial Dao civilization of this planet!

Absolutely!

Absolutely!!

We absolutely must grasp the method to achieve such longevity; we cannot let this opportunity slip by!

The desire for longevity is something no life form can avoid!

And it is the greatest and deepest desire of all!

After a long time, those deeply entrapped in the longing for longevity came back to their senses.

They once again turned their attention to the adjutant.

"Officer, do you mean that the general isn't in a hurry to conquer this planet because he wants to lure out the Martial Dao inheritors on this planet?" The assistant spoke his guess, "Then to acquire the real secret of Martial Dao from this inheritor, to obtain the method for prolonging life?"

"That's part of it, but not entirely," the adjutant gently shook his head, pointing to Qin Heng on the light screen, "The general predicted that this Disaster Level waste is just cannon fodder sent by the real Martial Dao powerhouses of Aquablue Star to test us.

Through the outcome of this cannon fodder, the true Martial Artists hidden in the shadows can decide their next course of action—whether to escape or stay and resist—depending on how we handle this Disaster Level waste.

The general believes that the Planetary Level, or rather the Saint King level Martial Artists on Aquablue Star, are definitely not all dead; there must be surviving Saint Kings, hiding now.

What we need to do is use this Disaster Level waste to investigate where the living Saint Kings and Martial Dao inheritors are hiding, or let them come forward of their own accord, then capture them alive!

It's not just their dead Martial Dao knowledge that's wanted; he also needs a living Martial Dao powerhouse as material for human experimentation."

"So that's how it is, merely obtaining Martial Dao knowledge is too rigid; we still need living experimental materials to perfectly interpret it." The assistant quickly flattered.

"Then officer, what should we do now?" another assistant pointed to Qin Heng on the light screen and asked, "How should we deal with this Disaster Level waste to force those Saint Kings and Martial Dao inheritors to come out?"

"Of course, make this waste do something that would infuriate and deeply humiliate those people." The adjutant wore a confident smile and said, "This waste, pushed out by hidden powerhouses to test us as cannon fodder, must feel very unwilling in his heart. We can just use this mentality."

"Officer, you have an incredible control of people's psychology!" The assistant exclaimed.

"This is nothing," the adjutant modestly waved his hand and pointed to Qin Heng on the light screen, telling the assistant, "You now pilot a small combat aircraft equipped with a Disaster Level tactical cannon, capable of easily suppressing this waste.

You can first toy with him in humiliation, then persuade him to surrender, make him kneel to the mothership in front of the whole world, kowtow to the mothership to show submission."

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