Jing Xuan, the Qiankun Cauldron with the power to devour and reshape all things, was reborn in an interstellar age ruled by supernatural abilities.
Unfortunately, with his soul incomplete, the once peerless Qiankun Cauldron became a little fool who only knew how to eat.
Tons of interstellar trash?
Eat it!
After eating, he smelts and combines it inside his belly into all kinds of metals, with material properties boosted several times over!
Radiation lasers with deadly firepower?
Eat, eat, eat!
After eating, he turns them into brand-new clean energy. No more worrying about resources, and he's practically a perpetual-motion machine!
The superhuman abilities unique to interstellar humans?
Hand them over!
Once I've eaten them, they're all mine!
In this world, there's nothing the Qiankun Cauldron can't eat!
As the Qiankun Cauldron works hard to fill his belly, he suddenly catches a most delicious scent. The man who carries it throws him into such a daze that he can barely resist swallowing him whole!
He Yan was once the Empire's First Marshal. Sadly, he was framed by a scoundrel while fighting off a Zerg tide. Both his legs were ruined, his abilities depleted, and doctors diagnosed him with only three years to live.
Worse still, his elder brother's genes collapsed from overexertion, leaving him mentally unstable, while his younger brother, devoted to research, suffered severe burns and contracted a virus that left his life hanging by a thread.
When the news spread, He Yan was stripped of his military rank. The great families treated his business holdings like a huge feast everyone could take a bite from. His once-glorious family fell into ruin, and he was even set up to serve as bait for the Zerg on a barren planet.
Facing tens of thousands of Zerg, he had already arranged a way forward for his brothers and given up on himself. He closed his eyes and waited for death.
But just then, a beautiful young boy appeared. Like a bottomless pit, he devoured every Zerg that had been eyeing He Yan, then stood before him and held out his hand.
"You smell so delicious. Can I have a bite?"
Looking at the boy's radiant smile, He Yan couldn't help smiling too. His answer was firm: "All right."
The story itself is unchanged. I just revised the blurb.
