After Zhang Yang returned to Blue Star, he activated the two Divine Cards he had just received.
As the Star Map took effect, a map of the stars within a hundred thousand light-years of Blue Star appeared in Zhang Yang's consciousness.
He examined the many planets dozens of light-years away. They varied in size and appearance, and countless wasteland planets lay among them.
These wasteland planets were worlds ravaged by war, their Star Lords slain, with no one left to govern them.
Star Lords could be killed.
Quark had just told Zhang Yang this as well: Star Lords could die, but only another Star Lord could kill them.
The method was simple. When two planets approached within a certain range, once a planet's Starfolk had been killed and it could no longer resist, its Star Lord could be slain by the opposing Star Lord.
Upon advancement to a level three civilization, all the races brought along would become imbued with their planet's aura. This aura was called a star imprint, and the Star Lord controlled it.
A Star Lord could revoke a star imprint, expelling that Starfolk from the planet and reducing them to an Interstellar Savage.
Anyone could enslave an Interstellar Savage and carry them off to their own planet. It was a miserable fate.
These savages did not dare set foot on other planets. They could only drift forever among the wasteland planets of the cosmos.
What?
You wanted to seek refuge with someone else?
Sure. You could be cannon fodder sent off to die!
They could barely look after their own planet's core races. Why would they give you special treatment?
Dream on.
That was how almost all Star Pirates came to be.
Zhang Yang could only place a star imprint on Starfolk who bore no other