Blue Sky Washing Rain

Lu Ze transmigrated to the interstellar era two thousand years later.
The previous owner of this body had lovey-dovey parents and a cute little sister. Although his cultivation talent was ordinary, his life was fulfilling. It could be said to be a dream start. Lu Ze was very happy.
However, as soon as he slept, he came to a strange dimension.
He almost got taken out trying to fight an one meter tall huge white rabbit. After making the arduous kill, Lu Ze found that things didn't seem to be so simple.
After killing prey in this dimension, he could get little orbs that could be used for cultivation.
This was going to make him an eternal jungler.
But he seemed to be able to hope for domination of the cosmos and invincibility?

Pocket Hunting Dimension

Lu Ze wondered how these fighters from the Pale Scale Race knew of him, but it didn't matter to him anymore.

He beamed. "This solar system's resources belong to the Human Race."

Before the fighters from the Pale Scale Race could speak, the peak cosmic system state from the Black Smoke Race answered, "How cocky you are, human brat! You think we're here for a show??!"

That captain from the Pale Scale Race didn't regard him seriously and now this little kid did the same.

The cosmic system states from the Pale Scale Race were rather vigilant. They knew how strong Lu Ze was.

However, Lu Ze wasn't allowed to underestimate their race easily.

White spirit light flashed, and a scale armor appeared on the peak cosmic system state from the Pale Scale Race.

He didn't even speak and just blasted at Lu Ze.

Lu Ze raised a brow. He liked this.

Why Are These Humans’ Glances So Strange?