One Trait Draw Per Year Even Simulations Count

[In the cold, boundless cosmos, a battered and tattered Star Ship sped along a Channel paved with divine marks at an extraordinary velocity.]

[You were aboard this Star Ship, drinking White Porridge.]

[When you boarded, your hands were empty.]

[Thankfully, thanks to the 「Unlimited White Porridge」 trait tag, you would have either starved to death or died of thirst otherwise.]

[Watching the starlight streaking past outside the Star Ship, you were flooded with emotions.]

[”On Earth in my past life, people yearned for interstellar travel with all their hearts, yet here it’s so easily achieved. Truly, cultivation is the way to go...”]

[Although traveling along the Channel granted speeds defying common sense, capable of spanning the colossal distances between planets,]

[the voyage itself was still measured in years.]

[After all, the Star Ship Old Zhang’s Master had left behind was just the most basic model, barely meeting the requirements for interstellar travel.]

[Even though you’d reinforced it a bit, that only upgraded it from dead last to second-to-last.][However, considering that the Qi Transformation realm wasn’t anything rare in the Real Realm,]

[and that from the Qi Transformation realm onward, the lifespan of all races increased—with humans, for example, reaching a thousand years after the seventh turn of Qi Transformation—]

[so a decade or so of interstellar travel wasn’t considered too much of a time sink for cultivators above the Qi Transformation realm.]

[”Why does it feel like there’s Immortal Qi on the Channel?”]

[During your boredom, you tried to cultivate and discovered that in the space environment, you could actually capture some Immortal Qi.]

[Though very faint and insufficient to support cultivation at your current realm, compared to the Fortune Star with absolutely no Immortal Qi, at least there was a bit here, barely enough to recover your True Qi.]

[”There’s absolutely no Immortal Qi on a third-class star, yet there’s a little in the vast, boundless void? Does that even make sense...”]

[Year eighteen, forty-two years old.]

[Every day when you woke up, you’d feel your current appearance.]

[Sometimes you’d have an extra tail, sometimes an extra head, and sometimes no eyes at all.]

[「Martin’s Morning」 gave you a new surprise every day, letting you greet a brand-new version of yourself.]

[However, only your appearance changed; your racial talents, cultivation level, combat power, techniques, and such remained entirely unchanged.]

[Year nineteen, forty-three years old.]

[Still voyaging...]

[Year twenty, forty-four years old.]

[Still voyaging...]

[This kind of life, where you couldn’t go anywhere, was unbearably oppressive.]

[But every time you thought of everything the humans on Fortune Star had sacrificed to ensure your victorious escape, you felt you had no right to feel oppressed.]

[Upon your shoulders rested their hopes for freedom, their vision of breaking free from the brutal rule of the Alien Race.]

[You didn’t know if you’d ever have the chance to return to Fortune Star in this life, to truly fulfill their wish and change the fate of the humans there.]

[But you hoped to do everything in your power.]

[If that didn’t work, there was always the next life. You were pretty good at taking things in stride.]

[Sometimes you used the 「Proficiency」 trait tag to continue raising the proficiency realm of 《Divine Armament Revelation》.]

[Other times, you doodled and sketched aboard the Star Ship, delving into the ways of formations, refining pills, artifact forging, incense offerings, and the like.]

[Over a few years, the proficiency realm of 《Divine Armament Revelation》 improved significantly, and the Star Ship became covered in your scribbles, looking like some abstract street mural.]

[One day, the Star Ship suddenly stopped.]

[There were many sets of core formations inside the Star Ship, one of which activated during deceleration, preventing you from feeling the abrupt halt and ensuring you wouldn’t be flung forward.]

[You looked out the porthole and saw a planet roughly the same size as Fortune Star, but with an overall light reddish luster.]

[”So this is Blazing Star.”]

[Having finally reached your destination, you were nearly moved to tears of joy.]

[At last, no more eating White Porridge every day!]

[You spotted a massive, seven-colored beam of light rising from the planet’s surface.]

[This beam must have come from Blazing Star’s Star Harbor.]

[You guided the Star Ship into the beam, and a pulling force acted upon it, slowly drawing it down toward the ground.]

[At the same time, you noticed more Star Ships in the nearby space approaching the beam, descending alongside you toward Blazing Star.]

[These Star Ships came in all shapes and sizes, most of them ship-shaped.]

[There were also carriage-shaped ones, sedan-chair-shaped ones, and even eagle-shaped ones with wings spread wide, resembling an aircraft.]

[Blazing Star’s Star Harbor was clearly much busier.]

[Presumably, because this was a second-class star with a large number of cultivators, the place was bustling with people coming and going.]

[The Star Harbor’s beam illuminated every Star Ship, and when you got close enough, you could see the figures of those inside them.]

[Not a single human was visible.]

[They were all kinds of messy Alien Races.]

[You had no idea what race you were today, but since you had two horns sticking out of your head, you definitely weren’t human.]

[Not being human was a good thing; it saved you from trouble when landing.]

[Sometimes, 「Martin’s Morning」 would turn you into a human, but with a different face.]

[If you were human today, you’d choose to stay aboard the Star Ship a while longer until your appearance changed to something non-human before disembarking.]

[The pitch-black cosmos was receding, and a sky tinged with a faint reddish light came into view.]

[You passed through the clouds, descending until a soft thud marked the moment you and your battered Star Ship finally touched down on solid ground.]

[The main structure of Blazing Star’s Star Harbor was nearly identical to Fortune Star’s—an extremely massive and complex formation requiring many people to maintain together.]

[It, too, was heavily guarded by soldiers, fully armed, with tight security and constant patrols.]

[The periphery of Blazing Star’s Star Harbor was more prosperous than Fortune Star’s.]

[There was a ring-shaped city, built encircling the massive Star Harbor formation, filled with a sea of people, brightly lit, and with cooking smoke curling upward.]

[The buildings were mostly made of stone, generally two to three stories high, with some taller structures resembling watchtowers or the towers of a castle.]

[The architectural style was full of exotic flair, quite different from the ancient oriental charm of the human world you were familiar with.]

[Like all the Star Ship crew landing here, you were directed by the guards to line up for inspection.]

[You guessed this procedure was akin to customs and security checks.]

[While waiting in line, you saw two humans being pulled out.]

[They had come down with an Alien Race’s Star Ship, wearing some kind of disguise to pretend to be other races, but unfortunately, the inspectors saw through them.]

[Their disguises were roughly torn off, and the whole individuals were immediately pinned to the ground by several soldiers who rushed over.]

[The soldiers, clad in armor, pressed their thick, muscular legs down heavily on these people’s necks.]

[”Throw these stowaway humans into prison!”]

[Sure enough, the situation for humans here wasn’t good either, otherwise, these people wouldn’t have tried to disguise themselves and sneak in.]