In the flick of a finger, more than two hundred years had passed on Blue Star.
Year 283 of the Qin Era.
Over those two hundred years, many things had changed. Once, breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm meant you could swagger across the continent, and any position was yours to consider.
Now things were entirely different. The Foundation Establishment Realm was caught in a frenzy of involution.
The minimum requirement for an elementary school teacher was first grade foundation establishment; for a middle school teacher, third grade foundation establishment; for a high school teacher, sixth grade foundation establishment. To become a university teacher, you needed ninth grade foundation establishment.
Because breaking through to the Golden Core Realm was considerably harder, Foundation Establishment cultivators had become the backbone of society.
There were eighty-one Golden Core cultivators across Blue Star. Apart from Zhang Han, who was at second grade golden core, all the others were at first grade golden core.
And as time passed, fewer and fewer people broke through.
After Zhang Yang awoke, he surveyed everything with his will and nodded in satisfaction.
As for why fewer people were breaking through, Zhang Yang knew the reason.
Because of the location of Blue Star's star system, the laws of the universe they could perceive were extremely limited.
Zhang Yang was already very satisfied to have so many Golden Core cultivators.
For every Golden Core cultivator he produced, the top-level strength of other civilizations would inevitably diminish a little.
Quark had explained before that a cradle like the Local Interstellar Cloud could accommodate only a very limited amount of universal laws.
Hundreds of billions of Second-Level Civilizations shared those laws. If you took a little more, someone else got a little less.
Solving this problem was easy: advance into the Great