novelraw Chapter 155 : New Class Phenomenon Constructor, Bai Fu Becomes the Planetary Guardian God
Chapter 155 : New Class Phenomenon Constructor, Bai Fu Becomes the Planetary Guardian God
Chapter 155: New Class Phenomenon Constructor, Bai Fu Becomes the Planetary Guardian God
Upon receiving Bai Fu's message, Vic solemnly nodded.
Flick’s death had solidified his confidence in Bai Fu. Although she hadn’t managed to defeat the armored Mosen just now, he firmly believed she held enough cards to overturn everything.
Wasn’t it just 30 seconds?
Even three minutes—he would hold the line!
While Vic and Hei Fu blocked Mosen, Bai Fu swiftly disengaged from the battlefield. She opened her Stats Panel and began the Class Transfer.
【Class Transfer Successful】
【You have unlocked the new class [Phenomenon Constructor], current level Lv1. Agility +1, Constitution +2, Intelligence +2, Inspiration +4, Stat Points +5】
【You have completed your third Class Transfer. Each point of Constitution now converts to +5 HP, +5 Psionic Value】
【You have learned the new Skill [Prayer Card Advancement]】
【You have learned the new Skills [Intermediate Prayer Specialization], [Intermediate Prayer Enhancement], [Intermediate Card Creation], [Psionic Super Perception]】
【You have learned the new Skill [Phenomenon Construction]】
The Psionic Power within her surged with joy, tingling electric currents constantly stimulating her body, bringing Bai Fu a satisfying sensation, like a long-starved hunger finally being fed.
Looking at her now even more smooth and radiant skin, she couldn’t help but pinch her arms, legs, chest, and abdomen. Honestly, the tactile feel had skyrocketed.
Crossing a rank wasn’t just an increase in power—it was a leap in vitality!
Bai Fu opened the detailed description of the new class.
Phenomenon Constructor altered not just the class name and level-up bonuses—it reconstructed the entire Psionic Class.
Starting from A-rank, Psionic Prayer-users would gain a massive enhancement in their perception and manipulation of Psionic Power, forming a definitive gap from B-rank. This was reflected in the new Skills unlocked after Bai Fu’s Class Transfer.
[Prayer Card Advancement], as the name suggested, allowed her to upgrade Prayer Cards after mastering this Skill. This meant her power would increase further, and she could better profit from Players. She could split a single Prayer Card into multiple tiers, from +1 to +N, selling +1 cards to common Players and +N cards to wealthy Players, achieving full-spectrum squeezing.
[Intermediate Prayer Specialization] and [Psionic Super Perception] were enhancements of her original Skills, not only breaking the previous limits but also allowing continued upgrades.
[Phenomenon Construction] was the core Skill of a Phenomenon Constructor. Previously, Psionic Illustrators could only summon time-limited constructs, but with this unlocked, the situation changed.
Phenomenon Construction Lv1 allowed Bai Fu to create a Psionic Construct that could exist long-term. Speaking of constructs, it was necessary to mention the Talent [Apostle’s Will] unlocked during her Class Transfer quest.
[Apostle’s Will] allowed her to designate a Psionic Construct as her Apostle. This Apostle could be upgraded using Psionic Crystals, a rare Psionic item with extensive uses—available in the Trade Market, albeit at a steep price.
In other words, [Phenomenon Construction] and [Apostle’s Will] were a perfect match. Both could be upgraded—for instance, [Phenomenon Construction] could be enhanced through XP and Psionic Crystals to increase construct limits.
Bai Fu selected Phenomenon Construction.
With her current knowledge, she couldn’t yet construct a True Spirit like Hei Fu’s, so she set her construction direction to Equipment.
“Psionic Combat Suit!”
The combat suit she was wearing had slightly outdated performance. This was the perfect chance to make a new one.
Due to the urgent situation and lack of any reference Blueprints, Bai Fu crafted the simplest black tight-fitting combat suit. It covered her from toes to neck, and could extend a head protection module if needed. The feet resembled high heels, with energy vibro-blades deployable at the heels and ankles. The hands were designed identically.
This brand-new [Psionic Construct – Fu] had no stat bonuses before upgrading but offered high defense. It also had two significant advantages.
One, since it was a Psionic Construct, Bai Fu no longer needed to spend time putting on or taking off clothes. With a single thought, the outfit appeared or vanished—extremely convenient. No more worrying about tight suits, stockings, or boots developing odors, or clothes getting soaked during experiments.
Two, it provided low-altitude flight capability!
Flight—that was the key reason Bai Fu chose this suit.
She poured in more XP, leveling Phenomenon Constructor up to Lv12 in one go. Only 13 levels away from max level Lv25. Factoring in the extra Inspiration gained per level-up from the Star-praying Human identity, her base Stats saw a massive boost.
【HP】: 12042/12042
【Psionic Value】: 13105/13105
【Qi】: 775/775
【Stats】: Strength 94, Agility 147, Constitution 273, Intelligence 157, Spirit 135, Inspiration 523
“Base Inspiration increased by nearly 40%. Counting other bonuses, my power has multiplied several times over!”
Bai Fu grinned brightly.
Before leveling, she didn’t really count as a true A-rank—her strength was just comparable to a weaker A-rank. But now, even among A-ranks, she ranked above average.
At this moment, she had truly stepped out of the stream of Origin Star and merged into the vast Star Sea!
The cost of this power surge was that Bai Fu had spent all the XP she harvested from Players on Origin Star.
Before leaving Origin Star, she had cranked up her suction power, and the Players eagerly cooperated. That’s why, even though the new version had launched for some time, the Origin Star Players still hadn’t recovered from their slump.
No choice—they were squeezed by her every day. Even iron men would turn into limp noodles.
“Once they recover a bit, and their XP wallets fatten up, I’ll figure out new ways to squeeze them. For now, let’s finish Vic’s quest!”
Bai Fu planned to search for other Beginner Planets once she reached the A-rank peak, recruiting more Players to join her happy party.
Gather the XP of all Players and break through to S-rank in one go!
After savoring her now more perfect body with closed eyes, Bai Fu suddenly opened them wide.
Transform!
Shoosh-shoosh—she kicked off her shoes. Before the shoes even landed, the black Psionic Construct had already covered her body.
This bizarre transformation immediately caught the attention of everyone fighting in the distance.
This suit… no, to be accurate, this person—only a few dozen seconds had passed, yet Bai Fu’s aura had changed completely. Distant, mysterious, like a deep vortex. How could the change be so drastic?
This was the power of the Player Interface!
Bai Fu’s gaze crossed the blackened ground and met Mosen’s in the center of the battlefield.
“Ready to die?!”
Nearly a minute had passed since she left the battlefield—more than enough time to change many things, including the power balance between them.
Mosen raised his armored right arm. The blue energy cannon fired with a boom.
“You think changing your outfit lets you beat me?”
Ridiculous!
Shell after shell landed where Bai Fu stood, blasting out massive craters. As the flying soil hadn’t even settled, Bai Fu suddenly burst through the smoke, altering direction midair repeatedly, flawlessly dodging every subsequent blast.
“Flight?!”
Mosen’s pupils contracted—he suddenly had a bad feeling.
By the time he reacted, Bai Fu had already appeared before him. Empowered by the Shadow Staff and her vastly increased Inspiration, the Psionic Burst, which previously could only explode within two meters, now surged out like a torrent for over ten meters—completely engulfing Mosen and his Black Sparrow-class Battle Armor.
The surging Psionic storm did not manage to shred the Black Sparrow-class Battle Armor, but it had already injected vortexes of Psionic Power within, like high-speed cutters.
“-291”, “-302”, “-279”
“What’s with her power?”
The tearing pain assaulted Mosen’s nerves, bringing a deep sense of unease. If the Battle Armor couldn’t protect him, his strength wouldn’t even match Vic’s.
He quickly activated the Battle Armor’s Burst Mode. The power system overclocked, sparks burst from the joints, and the extreme output brought by pushing the machinery to its limit finally allowed him to steady his footing and slide out of the Psionic Burst torrent.
The ground was plowed into two deep trenches. As he slid, the auto-turrets behind the armor kept firing, launching dozens of kinetic shells with tracking capability.
“I’ll help block—”
Vic sensed danger and prepared to jump out to intercept the shells.
“No need. You and Hei Fu watch the others. Don’t let them escape!”
Bai Fu completely ignored the shells. The Psionic Construct’s defense was terrifyingly high. The shells hit her body, but most of the impact was absorbed by the Force Field and the Construct’s vibration ripples. Even after the explosion, not a single hole could be seen on her outfit.
“Damn it!”
Mosen was alarmed and tried to retreat further from Bai Fu. But as her right hand pressed down, a nearly tangible Psionic pressure fell from the sky, smashing onto the Battle Armor’s head. Under the impact of Heavenly Burial, sparks burst from the leg joints, and the armor finally couldn’t withstand it—his knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground.
Watch how I smash open your lousy iron shell!
Bai Fu became a blur. Her elegantly curved right leg, like a fired ballista bolt, struck Mosen’s visor dead center.
Boom!
One kick sent the Battle Armor falling backward, completely losing the initiative. It could now only make limited counterattacks using its gun barrels, cannons, and kinetic cutters.
But Bai Fu, who hadn’t even flinched at those earlier dozens of shells, would never be scared by this hasty counter.
The vibrating blades on the backs of her hands snapped out with a ka-ka, slicing off the obstructing barrels. She leaped high, and her feet hammered down on the chest of the Battle Armor like sledgehammers. Next, her extended vibrating blades combined with the impact of the Psionic Burst, slashing like the claws of a savage beast, layer by layer tearing apart the faceplate.
Mosen struggled desperately, but the blast’s dimensional corrosion made him dizzy—he couldn’t even operate the armor properly.
Finally, a hole was blasted open on the armor’s face.
“No—”
Mosen’s eyes bulged in terror, but he could do nothing—only watch helplessly as Bai Fu raised her right fist high.
Psionic propulsion kicked up white waves as Bai Fu slammed down.
One punch—Mosen’s head exploded.
Less than a minute. The god-like figure in the eyes of those slavers—Mosen—was utterly crushed!
A true reversal!
His head exploded like a watermelon—Mosen died, and with him, all the remaining slavers’ courage vanished too.
Bai Fu hadn’t even risen yet, and they were already dropping their weapons, sitting or kneeling, trembling all over.
“Mon… monster!”
“Spare me! It was Mosen who forced me into this—I’m innocent.”
The slavers who once spread fear wet themselves in terror for the first time.
Too cunning. This woman clearly could tear apart Battle Armor by hand, yet she faked weakness just to lure them in for the kill—she must be a demon!
Vic wiped his eyes hard, doubting whether he was dreaming.
What the hell?!
This wasn’t hiring a Hunter—he’d hired a living Buddha!
There were many powerful Psionicists in the Star Sea, but the truly strong ones never bothered registering as Hunters. With the strength Bai Fu just displayed, she already ranked as a core force on the Pan-Galactic Commission Platform.
Vic felt like he’d hit the jackpot—but was also a bit anxious. Why would Bai Fu help him for such a low price? Was she eyeing his special genes?
But that didn’t make sense. With Bai Fu’s strength, she didn’t need to play games with slavers—she could just kidnap him outright.
He didn’t understand it, only that Bai Fu’s image in his mind had grown even grander.
A righteous colossus descending from the heavens!
Bai Fu stood up. She had only targeted Mosen’s head partly because the faceplate of the Black Sparrow-class Battle Armor was weaker in durability, and partly because she had her eyes on the armor itself. Whether she sold it or used it personally, it was a good deal.
No doubt about it—Psionic Constructs were a great thing. After smashing Mosen’s head, her hand remained perfectly clean. If she were using regular gloves, she would’ve tossed them by now.
“I heard you came here because Ulysses people carry special genes. Tell me the details.”
Bai Fu walked up to a slaver.
That slaver kept staring at her feet. Hey, that retractable blade by her ankle was no joke. He was terrified she might stomp on his face and kill him—so he spilled everything like beans.
The one posting in the black market to buy Ulysses people was a security company named [Singularity], headquartered on the Chaotic Star Path of the Sea Lion System. Its power was far below that of Shijing Security Corporation, but rumors linked it ambiguously with several Star Sea pirates.
Singularity paid these slavers not just with money but also a special [Genetic Enhancement Agent]—Mosen had one on him.
Bai Fu boarded the ship and found the agent.
[Disassociative Agent (Purity 53.1%)]: After use, Spirit +5, Intelligence +3. Has a chance to trigger Mental Mutation.
[Mental Mutation]: Accumulate Mental Mutation counts. Has a chance to activate special Talents. Very low chance to evolve into a new race: [Shadow Wraith].
Bai Fu’s eyes lit up.
Forget the stat boosts—the race evolution was incredibly tempting. Each evolution brought new stats, and rare races came with matching Talents.
“Accumulate Mental Mutation counts, huh?”
Bai Fu remembered Vic’s template was based on Mental Mutation. No wonder Singularity wanted to capture Ulysses people—very likely for studying the Disassociative Agent.
Her guess was quickly verified. After injecting the agent and locking up the slavers in the ship, Vic arrived with his [Mental Secret Scroll].
“This is the promised reward.”
【You have completed the hidden quest [Vic’s Request]. Reward: 2 million XP, Vic Affection +60, Vic’s Mental Secret Scroll】
Then, Bai Fu received a new prompt.
【You have triggered the hidden quest [Disassociative Agent]】
【Quest Intro: While assisting Vic, you discovered Singularity is secretly developing Disassociative Agents…】
【Quest Objective: Obtain any primary sample of the Disassociative Agent】
【Reward: 3 million XP, Skill [Spinning Demon Blade]】
【Accept/Reject】
Of course—she accepted.
This entire series of quests was exactly what Bai Fu came for.
She took the Mental Secret Scroll from Vic’s hands. At that moment, Vic asked, “What do you plan to do with these slavers? In my opinion, it’s best to kill them outright—none of them are innocent.”
Bai Fu nodded. “You’re right, but killing them directly would be such a waste. They should be put to some use.”
Use? What use?
Vic was a little stunned.
Bai Fu explained, “Selling them off as slaves should make us a bit of money.”
“？”
Vic immediately wore a pitch-black question mark face.
Wait—selling slavers as slaves? Isn’t that… a little hellish?
But thinking it over, Vic realized Bai Fu’s idea actually made sense. These slavers didn’t have special genes, but they were all Psionicists. Selling them would surely bring in a tidy sum—more profitable than just taking his commission!
“Right, I remember the slavers just now mentioned that more slavers would be arriving soon.”
Bai Fu said, “I plan to catch them too—and sell them together.”
I knew you’d say that!
Vic rubbed his forehead.
He looked somewhat helpless on the outside, but deep inside, a long-repressed flame suddenly flared to life. Why was it only slavers allowed to sell Ulysses people? Why couldn’t Ulysses people sell slavers?
It made no sense!
Damn it—he was fired up!
Before meeting Bai Fu, Vic was trapped in confusion. But now he had a goal. He would learn from Bai Fu, find a way to rescue his captured people, then sell off every last bastard who’d kidnapped them. The money from that could be used to improve Ulysses.
Honestly, Vic was even considering calling Bai Fu “Big Sis.” If you’re going to survive, better stick with someone this ruthless!
But he worried Bai Fu might not accept him. Compared to the people around her, he seemed a little too ordinary.
“Come on, let’s go back and tell your people what happened here.”
Bai Fu and Vic returned in triumph.
Bai Fu’s appearance already gave off an extraordinary aura. But when they first met her, none of the Ulysses people believed she could actually kill those slavers.
Yet, she did it.
She made her move—slavers were killed, and the captured kin all came back!
The Ulysses who still held unextinguished flames in their hearts let out thunderous cheers.
“Silver Moon! Silver Moon!”
Tears streamed down the faces of several elders—they had almost forgotten the last time they experienced such joy.
“As expected of Fu‑fu—she brings laughter wherever she goes.”
Digger Ji snapped photo after photo of Bai Fu’s new outfit and feet.
In the midst of the cheers, the city’s administrator had mixed feelings.
“Vic, be honest with me—are there more slavers coming?”
Vic nodded. “Yes, but Uncle, don’t worry. Silver Moon and I will handle it.”
The administrator looked anxious. “How can I not worry? After this massacre, the next slavers might be even more ruthless. When that time comes…”
“When what comes?!” An Ulysses nearby exploded with a throbbing vein on his forehead. “I’ve had enough! Retreat, retreat, retreat—and we still end up dead! Rather than die in cowardice, I’d rather follow Silver Moon and Vic and die fighting in the moonlight!”
This was a roar from the heart—a release after being suppressed for so long.
One shout infected more Ulysses. Their blood surged. If it weren’t for lingering fear of Bai Fu, they would’ve already rushed to lift her into the sky.
“You all…” The administrator’s expression stiffened.
Vic sighed. “Uncle, you’ve gotten old.”
The administrator stood there, speechless. Had he really gotten old?
At that moment, a young Ulysses asked Vic, “Big Brother Vic, what should we do with those captured slavers?”
Vic shared Bai Fu’s plan.
“What? Sell them?”
The surrounding Ulysses wondered if they’d misheard.
Holy crap, what kind of operation was this?
They looked at each other, then exploded with the same thoughts Vic had—
Damn right! They like selling us? Fine—let’s see who sells who!
At that moment, even the Ulysses who had lost all hope suddenly felt alive again.
The Ulysses had been oppressed for far too long.
【Divine restoration, Fu‑fu!】
【Legendary. This is even better than last time hanging that NPC from the lamppost】
While the onlooking players and Ulysses rejoiced, Bai Fu found Yulia.
She wasn’t afraid the slavers wouldn’t come—she feared that once they arrived, they’d scatter in fear and spread the word, ruining her chances to catch more. So she needed Yulia to keep those small fry under control.
“That’s easy. But you…” Yulia suddenly leaned close to Bai Fu’s chest and sniffed. “Your scent changed—smells better. And this outfit of yours…”
“Made from Psionic Power. Cool, right?” Bai Fu grinned smugly.
Yulia’s eyes lit up. “So your clothes can come off at will?”
Bai Fu said, “Pretty much.”
Yulia clutched her chest—it tickled.
She wanted to drag Bai Fu into the lab and study her clothes immediately!
Her plan didn’t work, though—because that very night, another slaver ship landed outside the city.
These slavers had no idea who Bai Fu was, nor what had just occurred. After disembarking, they strolled into the city laughing.
“Jackpot!”
The leading slaver whistled cheerfully.
They had barely taken a few steps when Bai Fu, with the players, Yulia, Hei Fu, and Vic, burst out.
“What are you trying to do?”
“Wait, wai—”
“Don’t come any closer!”
Bai Fu stormed into the crowd like a comet slamming into Earth, unstoppable—slavers wailed in agony.
It took ten days. Including Mosen before, she crushed three groups of slavers.
Looking at the four new ultra-small ships and over six hundred detained slavers, her eyes shone brilliantly.
“Jackpot!”
Once she sold all these slavers, she’d have enough money to buy advanced knowledge and blueprints, and to learn more skills and Prayer Cards.
But before that, she still had to guard against desperate slavers trying to bomb them by ship. Not that she was afraid.
Flying ships?
She’d just get fearless players to fly ships and duel them with ship cannons!
And even if they lost, she could retreat to Origin Star. She had already completed her Class Transfer—she could just hide until she hit A-rank peak before returning.
The Ulysses were ecstatic. What Vic had brought back was their beacon and protector.
Long live Silver Moon!
The Ulysses cheered in joy, and players from other planets who witnessed it all were just as fired up.
【Holy crap, Fu!】