A higher-dimensional incarnation, starting by leveraging the stars.

Chapter 16 Exile Grounds

"Sea Serpent" Kunse

In the underworld of Southeast Asian countries, the name Kunse means drugs, arms, human trafficking, organ trading, and lawless power. He runs a vast network of criminal empires, colluding with various forces to become a kind of "order" maintainer in that chaotic region, a true underground king.

At this moment, this underground king is hiding deep within an inconspicuous island in the South Pacific, in a safe underground house built using natural caves and modern engineering techniques, which can be described as an absolute fortress.

The safe house is located dozens of meters underground, with its entrance hidden deep within a disguised abandoned mine. The island's surface is swarming with well-equipped armed patrols controlled by Kunse, armed with heavy firepower and anti-vehicle missiles. All access points are equipped with visible and concealed sentries and vibration sensors.

In addition, a full-band signal jamming device was installed, covering the entire island and surrounding waters to block unauthorized communications. Most notably, there was also an anti-drone system and low-altitude early warning radar to prevent aerial infiltration and reconnaissance. The road leading to the underground entrance was equipped with laser tripwires, pressure-sensitive mines, and automatic machine gun turrets.

Two internationally notorious elite mercenary teams take turns guarding the outer perimeter.

Besides this formidable fortress and its surrounding modern physical defenses, he also made preparations on the mystical side. He had collected almost every relic and amulet from around the world believed to possess "protective" qualities, arranging them within the safe house in an attempt to construct a "mystical" defense. These items were carefully displayed in specially made showcases or directly embedded in the walls…

A "Kuman Thong" meticulously crafted and blessed by a sorcerer, relics of high-ranking monks from an ancient temple, a protective gold plate inscribed with Pali mantras, a scarab amulet from ancient Egypt, fragments of a totem pole from a South American shaman, a silver cross used by a saint...

Basically, you can find anything from any mysterious system you can think of here.

At this moment, in the brightly lit yet oppressive core room of the underground safe house, Kunse's obese body sank deep into the soft sofa, cold sweat constantly seeping from his forehead.

Inside and outside the room, dozens of elite bodyguards were fully focused, and everything appeared normal on the monitoring screens.

"No one can find this place... no one can break through these defenses..." Kunse muttered to himself, trying to convince himself.

Unfortunately, it was all just for show. As an ordinary high school student, Hu Biao didn't recognize any of the equipment in the safe house, and he ignored the mercenaries. His attention was focused on the "mysterious items" that Kunse had collected, and he was somewhat disappointed.

"What a waste! He was supposed to be a famous underground king among the Southeast Asian countries, yet he doesn't even have a single relic!"

From a higher-dimensional perspective, Hu Biao looked at the trembling Kunse, a cold glint in his eyes. The best way to deal with such an inferior creature was, of course, to make it his consumable and contribute to his future research.

So, without hesitation, he stretched out the cotton swab covered in super glue...

Gently tap on Kunse's back.

Then, he was lifted up. The cotton swab, which was in a higher-dimensional state, had its physical existence anchored, and the person was lifted from a lower-dimensional state to a higher-dimensional state. In the eyes of ordinary people, this situation was as if a person was directly erased from the world by an elephant skin.

In Kunhan's perception, he only felt a lightness in his body, followed by a series of changes and rotations before his eyes, as if he had been thrown into a washing machine and tossed around countless times. Kunhan's consciousness was tossed about by an indescribable tearing sensation. One second, he was still in the core of his impregnable safe house, filled with sacred objects and cutting-edge technology, surrounded by his most trusted bodyguards; the next second, the world seemed to have been grasped, crushed, and then casually tossed aside by an invisible giant hand.

"Buzz—"

After a low hum that did not travel through the air but acted directly on the soul, all sounds disappeared, and everything familiar was instantly replaced by absolute silence.

Then came the cold.

A chilling cold he had never imagined, a chill that cut to the bone.

The malicious chill pierced through his expensive silk shirt, ignoring his obese body covered in fat, freezing his bone marrow and blood. Kunse shivered violently, his teeth chattering uncontrollably, and his exposed skin instantly went numb, as if being continuously pierced by countless icy needles.

He found himself standing atop a massive, hard, rough rock, its color a dark, congealed blood. Looking around, all he could see were jagged, bizarre rocks, rising in twisted and grotesque shapes, forming an endless, silent, and menacing forest of stone. There was no soil, no vegetation, no sign of life, only ancient stillness and desolation.

The sky, in particular, terrified him.

There was no familiar blue sky, no warm sun. Above, a deep, almost inky, purplish-black velvet backdrop stretched out, with a huge, dark red star, like a dying eye, hanging low in the sky. Its light was weak and cold, offering no warmth whatsoever, instead making this rocky world resemble a legendary purgatory, casting long, twisted, ghostly shadows. Wherever the red light touched, it added to the eeriness and despair.

The air was terrifyingly thin, making it difficult for him to breathe. Each inhale was a burning pain, and his lungs struggled to function like broken bellows. The extreme cold slowed his thinking, while fear grew wildly like a poisonous vine.

Looking at Kunse's expression, Hu Biao's lips curled into a cold smile.

"I'm an innocent high school student with a kind heart, how could I possibly kill someone?!"

He didn't dare kill them; he simply moved these guys to a paradise he thought was suitable for them.

This is a place where every astronomer and adventurer on Earth can be immersed in the experience and scream like they're in a climax.

Proxima Centauri B!

It was also the place of exile he chose.

He has already exiled hundreds of people here.

This star is a member of the Alpha Centauri system, located approximately 4.2 light-years from Earth, and is the closest star to our solar system.

The structure of this galaxy is completely different from that of our solar system. It is a triadic galaxy. In addition to Alpha Centauri, A and B, which are 11 astronomical units apart, together with another red dwarf star, Proxima Centauri, it forms a triadic galaxy structure. This is also the prototype of the home of the Trisolarans in the science fiction novel "The Three-Body Problem".

Proxima Centauri b, discovered ten years ago, is the closest known exoplanet to our solar system. This terrestrial planet, orbiting the red dwarf star Proxima Centauri, is tidally locked due to its extreme proximity to the star, with one side always facing Proxima Centauri and the other side always facing away from it.

Now, Kunse is located on the side facing Hengxing. This place was also deliberately provoked by Hu Biao, because only here can life on Earth barely survive. Don't doubt it, he has experimented on many animals.

Although the surface temperature has reached -33 degrees Celsius.

But it's okay, no one will freeze to death immediately!

Even people from tropical Southeast Asia are actually quite resistant to the cold.

As long as he breathed a breath here, he wasn't the one who killed him; he was just a porter.

As for whether they can live or how they die, what does that have to do with him?

No!