In the time system of the "Standard Year," a new day had just begun, but Tuoyuan City was already deep in the night, heavy with dew.
The drawn curtains shut out the glow of Star Ring City from the night sky, yet Tai Yu tossed and turned in bed. His thoughts kept intertwining with the Starry Sky and halo outside the window, and he could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart. More precisely, Bai Jiao was full of excitement and worry.
The "Frontier Training Ground" route he had found had existed for a long time.
Choosing the "Spine Boundary Pattern" was the code to activate the route, and the conversation with the short, fat interviewer had also been coded language. Those were merely the surface-level details. The truly deeper matters would not be displayed openly, such as the prior qualification screening.
This "route" could help Planetary Citizens enter interstellar space, but strictly speaking, it was not human smuggling. After all, Planetary Citizens and Interstellar Citizens had no real difference in authority, only different skill requirements. As long as one could endure all the inconveniences in taxation, there would inevitably be loopholes to exploit.
Under the Route Manager's operation, everything was legal and compliant. Of course, problems could still arise, and when that happened, the "25% failure rate" would become the next option. At that point, the nature of things would change.
Precisely because of this subtle distinction, the Route Managers vetted their clients' qualifications very strictly, and they had the ability to do so.
As far as Bai Jiao knew, this likely involved certain Big Shots within the Pantheon, or at least people on the fringes of their circles.
In that sense, choosing this route meant deliberately placing himself under the Pantheon's eyes. Given that Tai Yu was