Opportunity to Leave Fortune Star!

Looking at the pickaxe and the gray, gloomy mine before you, you have a feeling of déjà vu.

[Starting in the Human World, carrying sandbags by the river.]

[Starting in the Real Realm, doing manual labor in the mine.]

[How similar our fates can be.]

[But this time you won't suffer.]

[With your Sixth Turn of Qi Transformation, if you were to blend in with a group of ordinary people and do manual labor, the work would be no different from taking a walk for you.]

[Of course, the work isn't the goal; you're just using this as a cover to survive and gather intelligence along the way.]

[Eighth year, age thirty-two.]

[Extracting terms...]

[Draw successful!]

["Someone Imitates My Face" (Green Rare): You can copy your face to others, but you need their permission.]

[Should we adjust the entry?]

[whether]

"This entry is useful!"

Chen Yi immediately realized that all five of his Simulated Clone were old men; although they were called clones, they didn't look like him at all.

Previously, if he had waited until he got old, he might have been able to become like his clone. But now, with the "Wolverine" tag, he won't get old.

"Change ' Knight Safety Zone ' to something else; with ' Wolverine ' around, why would we need that entry?"

The tendency to get bored with the old and crave the new.

[You selected yes.]

You replaced "Knight Safety Zone" with "Someone Imitates My Face".

[You have your clones put your face on them. As your clones, they will only obey your orders unconditionally, so naturally they can only choose to agree.]

On the surface, you diligently play the role of "an amnesiac laborer from out of town" at No. 1 Mine on Fortune Star.

[Secretly, you're secretly putting in your best effort.]

The Winged God Sect, under the guise of "atonement," forced the Human Race living on Fortune Star to perform hard labor, mining minerals for them.

These ores are not ordinary metal ores, but Source Stone.

[This can be compared to crystals in the Void Realm.]

[What's sealed within the Source Stone isn't the Immortal Qi used for Cultivator, but rather a type of energy called Source Energy.]

[This energy can be used in various cultivation scenarios, such as powering formations, supplying energy to large Law Artifact, and Cultivator to absorb and restore their True Qi.]

Therefore, Source Stone is the hard currency among Cultivator in the Real Realm and can be used as a form of money.

[On the Fortune Star, there are many such mines.]

[This entire planet is practically like a massive Source Stone of cosmic scale, covered with a layer of earth.]

The Winged God Sect was even less well-managed than the Black Stone Gang at the docks.

They wouldn't use whips to urge the miners to work, because that would expose them to the elements, which would be too hard.

[They set daily mining quotas for everyone, collected them on a set schedule, and if you didn't meet them, you'd get a beating, but they wouldn't kill you.]

If this process is repeated and still cannot be completed, then the standard should be slightly lowered.

[If you can complete this every day, slightly increase the standard.]

[In short, you'll be made to work until you're completely exhausted every day.]

[The mine is heavily guarded by a legion, and there are also hidden traps and arrays; no one can escape.]

[Initially, you will always be accompanied by two members of the Sect Protection Knight Order.]

[This was arranged by the White-Robed Priest Loku; he's watching you to see what kind of fortuitous opportunity awaits you.]

[Over time, these two became complacent and would often only glance at you from afar.]

[After a while, I'll just make it a daily routine to check in, glance at what you're doing, and then leave.]

[Without their surveillance, you begin to use your "Infinite White Porridge" ability to help your suffering Human Race.]

Don't even think about getting a full meal here.

The Winged God Sect adheres to the principle that "a dog is easier to feed when it's hungry." If it's well-fed, it will have all sorts of wild thoughts; if it's hungry, it will only think about one thing—when will it be full?

[Therefore, the miners here are in an even worse situation than the starving villagers of Liu Family Village.]

The meaning your bowl of White Porridge means to them is self-evident.

[Especially since your porridge can restore your strength.]

["Drink up, Old Zhang, but don't let the Alien Race see us, or we're done for."]

Old Zhang is your coworker in the same mine.

[He was over fifty years old and had worked at No. 1 Mine for a full thirty years.]

The best years of my life have been spent surrounded by dust.

[Because of a statistician's error, the standards for Old Zhang and a young Little Zhang with the same name, Xiao Zhang, were mixed up.]

These past few days, Old Zhang has been working day and night, toiling away like crazy.

[What?]

[Appeal?]

[The Winged God Sect never makes mistakes! You understand?]

Old Zhang could only suffer in silence.

[The workload has increased, but the food allowance hasn't. Old Zhang is now lying in the corner, barely alive.]

Looking at the White Porridge in your hand, the skinny Old Zhang choked up on the spot.

"Where did this come from?"

"Don't ask, this can save your life."

["Yes, yes..."]

Old Zhang wolfed down the bowl of porridge.

[After drinking it, you casually dug a hole in the ground and buried Ciwan.]

[Liu Ying is shielding you two from other people's view.]

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Old Zhang felt like he had come back to life.

He was about to kowtow to you immediately.

You caught him.

"No need for that. Just ask me for it if you're hungry in the future, and don't tell anyone."

"Thank you so much, my benefactor! Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

[One by one, you served the White Porridge to all your coworkers.]

The workers at No. 1 Mine are still working very hard, but they make sure to have a good meal every night.

[Since you arrived, no one has starved to death.]

[This once made the Winged God Sect suspect that your food was too good.]

Everyone tacitly kept quiet, even if they all knew the truth, they would never mention that you could congee out of White Porridge.

[A leak is impossible.]

[Because here, an insurmountable chasm exists between Human Race and Alien Race.]

[The Alien Race does not believe in Human Race.]

Human Race would not place any hope in gaining any advantage from Alien Race by betraying its own, because everyone knows that is impossible, as has been proven time and again throughout history.

[Old Zhang said that he was actually a Cultivator in his youth, but after only a few years of training with a Rogue Cultivator master, he was captured by the Winged God Sect and forced to mine.]

Therefore, he has a basic understanding of some common knowledge about cultivation.

"Third-Class Star are planets without any Immortal Qi, Second-Class Star have a faint Immortal Qi, First-Class Star have abundant Immortal Qi. I heard my master say that there is also a Special-Class Star, where Legendary figures are said to live."

"Fortune Star has no Immortal Qi, where did your master and those people from the Winged God Sect get their cultivation levels?"

"I don't know how the Winged God Sect cultivates, but my master is not from the Fortune Star."

His Star Boat broke down while passing by the Fortune Star, so he decided to get off and repair it.

Unexpectedly, the Alien Race on this planet had such a hostile attitude towards Human Race, and they wanted to capture him on the spot.

The master had no choice but to flee and wandered on the Fortune Star for a period of time.

I met him during this time. He saw that I had potential, so he took me on as his apprentice and asked me to help him collect materials to repair the Star Boat.

Later, my master was captured by the Winged God Sect and died in the fight. I was captured too, alas..."