A blood moon in the sky, a city in ruins.
The scene that t their eyes was one filled with the stench of decay and death.
And then, upon these ruins, three figures suddenly appeared.
"Where are we? Did we just arrive in another world?"
"Isn’t it obvious? We’ve been chosen!"
"Chosen?"
The other two looked at the speaker, their expressions a mixture of astonishnt and confusion.
"Yes, we were chosen by the great Dragon God. I am one of the chosen, but I am also your guide."
"Because I’m the only one who can receive the Oracle. As for my identity, there’s nothing to hide."
The young man’s expression was filled with excitent, though he was doing his best to suppress it.
"Let introduce myself. I am He’an Freud, a Divine Favored, 19 years old, from the Western Realm of the Empire’s Stormwind Religious Country."
"I’m currently a Professional with the ’Priest’ class. I’m a recent Entry Tier, just Level 17."
As the young man spoke, he pointed to the badge on his chest, which symbolized his status as a Divine Favored.
Looking at He’an’s Professional Association badge, the other two straightened up, their expressions showing a hint of shock. They then imdiately introduced themselves.
"Helen White, 20 years old, Initial Entry Tier Two, from the Orthodox Transcendent Cultivation Association. I’m from Duke White’s Mansion in the Empire’s Imperial Capital."
"Port Curry, 19 years old, Tier One Middle Stage, from the Intelligent Machinery Industry Association. I’m from the Intelligent chanism Academy in the Empire’s West District. My family background isn’t worth ntioning, so I won’t say more."
After the two of them spoke, He’an also glanced at the badges on their chests.
Association badges in the Star Empire could not be faked.
Therefore, he nodded and said,
"Alright, now we’re acquainted."
"I’m sure you’re both very curious about our mission this ti, but I won’t explain too much here."
"Let’s form a party first. Afterward, a voice will naturally appear in your minds and tell you everything."
With that, He’an used the Player mission authority he had been granted to form a party with the two ’natives’.
As soon as He’an completed the action,
a ssage quickly appeared in the minds of the other two.
[Mission: Civilization Pioneers.]
[As pioneers chosen by your civilization, you must do whatever it takes to stay alive while collecting as much information about this world as possible. At the sa ti, you must spread faith in the Star Empire (see details for more information).]
[Reward: Incalculable.]
[Target World: Crimson World.] (see details for more information)
It was concise. Yes, even for a Player like He’an, the prompt was incredibly brief.
But compared to the two natives, He’an had his own advantages.
Naly, he could use his status as a Player to report the situation in the Crimson World to the Star Empire at any ti.
Moreover, as a Player in this world, he would receive a 200% bonus on his Inference Day evaluation reward for every one-hundred-day simulation he completed.
And for him, this was the real main event.
In an era where the number of Players had reached saturation, as a Blue Star Player who had only just managed to secure a spot...
...he really, desperately needed this mission.
So, his excitent was inevitable.
However, while He’an was excited, the other two native humans were lost in a complex mix of stupor and astonishnt, unable to process what was happening.
"Are you kidding ?"
"A world conquest mission? A pioneer mission for a war between civilizations? They expect Low Tier Transcendents like us to complete it?"
"I must be dreaming, right?"
At this mont, Potter looked incredibly nervous, even terrified.
He looked around at the ruins, which had clearly been through a brutal war, and then up at the red moon, feeling as if his world had just collapsed.
’What kind of joke is this?’
’I’m just an ordinary underclassman at the Intelligent Machinery Industrial College, for crying out loud.’
’A second ago, I was on my way to my buddy’s dorm to have hot pot and skewers, and now I’ve been thrown into an Otherworld?’
He no longer cared about the Blood Race or any of that.
He only cared about why a mission for a war between civilizations would fall on the shoulders of a bottom-feeder like him.
And not on the High Tier, or even Saint Tier, powerhouses.
’At the very least, they should’ve found so Middle Tier people, right?’
’I’m a total loser, and you want to scout and even proselytize in a world where they eat humans???’
’This has to be a dream, right?’
Potter had, of course, fantasized about one day becoming the protagonist in one of those stories about great heroes.
But it was obvious he wasn’t ready for it just yet.
Potter looked blankly at the young lady from the Duke’s Mansion, the heiress of who-knows-how-many generations.
At this mont, the Young Princess was also clearly stunned.
But soon, her refined upbringing allowed her to force herself to calm down. She looked at the other two and asked hesitantly,
"It is rather hard to believe. Is a mission like this really just for the three of us?"
Faced with the others’ terror and bewildernt, He’an just shrugged and said with a smile,
"I believe so. I received a clear Oracle that this mission is very special."
"The portal between worlds can only be traversed by Low Tier life forms. Also, to prevent any accidents, our transport is temporarily one-way."
Hearing He’an say this, the other two completely lost their composure.
"One? One-way?"
"You an we can’t go back anyti soon?"
Potter and the Young Princess were both dumbfounded.
He’an could understand their panic.
After all, the general environnt in the Star Empire had been peaceful for nearly one hundred and eighty years.
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