Cosmic-Level Demon God

On the second day in Central City, Qin Shi tried out all the various training facilities of the single-family villa.

After sweating profusely, he went to the shower room to wash away the fatigue of his mortal body.

"Even the bath is a specialized 'medicated bath room,' this treatment is really comprehensive."

Qin Shi sat quietly in the steamy hot spring, completely naked.

The near dark brown liquid in the pool was boiling, containing strong medicinal properties, penetrating the skin and nourishing the flesh.

He operated the Cultivation Furnace; his mortal body was like a bottomless pit, greedily swallowing the nutritional components akin to that of tigers and wolves.

This is the superiority of the Old Martial Sect's Seven Great Limits of the flesh.

To withstand the violent physical enhancement, purely relying on one's own values to resist hard!

Threads of hot air drilled into his body, instantly absorbed and dissolved by the Cultivation Furnace, transforming into the radiance of life filling his bones.

In less than ten minutes, the rich medicinal liquid in the entire pool gradually became clear.

Qin Shi, who received an amount of medicine equivalent to that for seven or eight people in one go, only showed a slight redness of the skin and a slight increase in body temperature.

He opened his eyes, exhaling hot white steam through expanded pores, the rhythm of his breathing causing large clouds of mist to form and envelop his surroundings, making the room misty and blurry, like a sauna heated to the maximum.

"People strive upwards, water flows downwards. No wonder Old Zhou refused Qiguang Heng University and gave up staying on campus, returning to Central City."

Qin Shi lamented, Zhou Yuanchen, as a supernova recommended by the Education Department, enjoyed treatment that should not be worse than this.

If one's clothing, food, housing, and travel are all comfortable.

Over time, compared with peers, both body and mind will feel much more at ease.

The progress of cultivation naturally won't be slow.

His only insight from staying at the National Guest House was that there was nothing lacking, and all needs were met with excellent service and rapid satisfaction.

"In such an environment, the cultivation state can often be maintained for a long time."

As he treaded further on the Martial Arts Path, Qin Shi began to understand a principle.

Before achieving a phase goal, speed doesn't matter much.

If one can maintain a good state for a long time, it will instead yield twice the result with half the effort.

"The highest achievement that martial artists dream of, establishing their own Daoist School and Dao Hall, maybe it is just like this. Constructing a perfect environment that absolutely suits themselves, accommodating a lifetime of martial arts effort."

Qin Shi's thoughts drifted as he silently speculated.

After finishing today's routine training, he asked the butler to prepare an extra-large portion of a nutritional meal, to satisfy his appetite before Sister Yu appeared.

"A genius should live like this."

Qin Shi devoured the aromatic large plate of meat steaks, eating until he was about seventy percent full.

He exhaled deeply and collapsed into the chair. Although he could endure Sister Yu's dark cuisine, his yearning for delicious food still existed.

"Mr. Qin, later there will be a fitting session. The Governor's Mansion has arranged a reception banquet which requires your prompt attendance."

Holvren, responsible for arranging various trivial matters, quietly appeared and whispered.

"No problem."

Qin Shi gestured.

As a frontier region, the existence of the Governor's Mansion in Heng Province is far less significant compared to the Imperial Capital and Hai Province.

The latter were comparable to the "Jiedu Envoy" of ancient times, wielding immense power.

As for the former, as a Governor of the Administrative New Star, many issues still required compromise.

After all, there are plenty of superpowers above.

The arrival of someone like Ying Huang, the first heir of the Ying clan, would put some pressure on the Governor's Mansion.

Because the influence of such superpowers is enough to surpass the administrative laws of Dongxia.

But in most cases, the Governor's Mansion remains the symbol of the power center.

Every Planet Governor is personally received by the Nine Marshals, and under the witness of the Four Pillars, they are granted the supreme authority to discipline everything and oversee all affairs.

"How long has our Lord Governor of Heng Province been in office?"

Qin Shi asked for a cup of juice to relieve the greasiness while inquiring out of curiosity.

He remembered that since Heng Province was designated as a new administrative area, from the Great Exodus era to the New Age, there had been a total of seven Governors.

The current one is the most inactive, rarely appearing in public, and seldom giving interviews.

Decrees issued, strategies formulated, such critical and massive tasks are reportedly handled by the "Tai Monarch."

Then, core institutions like the Education Department and the Security Department have very high autonomy.

Even for major meetings, the Lord Governor can abstain and let several department heads discuss and decide directly.

"Seventy-six years."

Holvren answered with a chuckle.

The Planet Governors of Dongxia are almost lifelong appointments, unless they are removed or retire voluntarily, they can serve until old age.

However, due to the high intensity of warfare during the Great Exodus period, the average tenure of the first three Governors didn't reach a hundred years, all died heroically and were posthumously honored.

"The longest-serving Governor in Heng Province's history lasted about three hundred years, dying of natural causes."

Holvren and Qin Shi had a relatively relaxed relationship, allowing their conversations to occasionally cross boundaries.

"I heard from the elders that the past of Heng Province during the Great Exodus was too tragic. Hence the position of Governor on this new star is considered a high-risk job."

Qin Shi expressed his understanding. The New Dongxia created by the Nine Marshals could be said to have fully inherited the martial spirit of the ancient Galactic Empire.

The initial stages of the Great Expedition and Great Exodus had the highest-ranking officials often leading from the front, while commanding from the rear was rare.

Everyone adhered to Marshal Qin's iron-blooded style; when war started, they would drive the Divine Machine forward, leaving a trail of corpses.