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Chapter 874 - 474: Nowadays Blue Star_2

Chapter 874: Chapter 474: Nowadays Blue Star_2

The income from Destiny Points was steadily increasing.

Blue Star, the Sixth Continent.

This was the sixth continent born after the rise of the Blue Star, hence it was named.

At the northern end of the continent stood a majestic base city, named Opening Sun Base City. From this base city, a network of towns and outposts was sprawling further into the hinterland.

Yet compared to the vast expanse of the Sixth Continent, this zone of human safety still occupied only a very small corner.

Beyond the frontier outposts were colossal trees tens and hundreds of meters tall, where the roars of Mysterious Evil could be heard in the distance. Filaments of grey mist drifted between heaven and earth, giving the dense forest an extraordinarily eerie atmosphere.

The Awakeners were not afraid.

This was a common scene in the Era of Mysteries, on the new continent.

Primeval, cold, and scarcely trodden by humans. But it also meant that deep within the forest, countless materials and treasures awaited explorers.

Opening Sun Base City, Sector 9, Outpost 36.

This was the outermost front of the city’s reach, and beyond it lay the treacherous wilderness.

That day,

"Whoo-whoo—"

A train, black all over, snaked its way from the distance, coming to a stop at Station 36 like a colossal serpent.

The sunlight fell, making the serpent-like body of the train glisten brilliantly. Parts of its surface were mottled, and some areas were stained with red, grey, and cyan Evil Blood. A huge Mysterious Evil limb, several meters long, dangled conspicuously from the train, dragged along and leaving gruesome bloodstains.

This outpost was the furthest and deepest inland from the base city.

Even though it was still within the boundaries of the developing area, traveling from Opening Sun Base City to this outpost would involve passing through several stretches of wilderness, where encounters with Mysterious Evil, or even the Evil Tide, were not unusual.

—Mysterious Evil also spawned within the outpost.

The pioneers were entirely fearless. They regarded Common Mystic Evil as mere entertainment. Whenever a Mysterious Evil burrowed out from the Ghastly Realm to emerge at this frontier outpost, it would be met by several Awakeners.

In the outpost, even a common vendor was an Awakener.

The truly safe places were Opening Sun Base City, its four major satellite cities, and the eight fortress towns. Those places had built the legendary Dawn Lighthouse.

Under the protection of Dawn’s Light, humanity was invulnerable to the myriad evils.

"The train has arrived at its final destination, ’Outpost 36 Station.’ Wishing all pioneers fortune in battle and a safe return."

The doors of the Winged Serpent-class train opened, and the Awakeners filed out in droves.

Most of them were seasoned explorers, their backpacks bulging, already equipped with various gadgets, tools, and potions needed for their ventures.

They were also dressed in third- or fourth-generation combat suits and wielded weapons of white or green ranking that had undergone numerous improvements.

Only a very few pioneers wore casual clothing and didn’t have their packs bulging.

These individuals were either inexperienced or powerhouses. The latter would have stored their necessary supplies and tools in their personal Strange Implements.

"Strange Implements for storage, ah..."

Some pioneers envied.

"I’ve heard they’ve developed the fourth generation of storage Strange Implements, and the price has dropped by 30%, but it’s still completely unaffordable."

"Exactly, usually only superhuman-rank big shots can use them."

"After all, the demand for storage-type Strange Implements is too high and the materials are very rare. The price can’t really drop to an affordable level, but at least now there’s some hope."

"However, compared to storage Strange Implements, I would rather secure a spot in the training camp, but that’s awfully difficult; I’ve tried six times and still haven’t made it."

"Wow, brother, that’s impressive. I gave up after trying twice, completely hopeless."

The ultimate challenge is a public service examination.

Almost every native Awakener dreams of getting into a training camp. Just to be able to attend and train, when they re-emerged, in the eyes of their former peers, they would surely be esteemed individuals.

Unfortunately, the training camp tests were extremely tough.

A young man, already on his third Awakening, sighed wistfully.

"If only we were born a few years later, we could have gone the middle and high school route to get into the youth training camps, which I’ve heard have much more lenient selection criteria."

The uncle beside shook his head, "The youth training camp is easier, but it’s still like trying to cross a single-log bridge with thousands of troops."

He paused, "Our current cultivation environment is very privileged. Even if we can’t get into a training camp, we can still awaken and get stronger. You have to remember, back in the day, the first awakening was highly risky. Awakening was a gamble with your life, not like nowadays where everyone has the chance to awaken."

"Yeah..."

The sighing young man nodded, "But Uncle Yang, you’ve already broken through to the fourth awakening at the superhuman rank; haven’t you thought about trying for the adult training camp? With your abilities, Uncle Yang, the chances of passing must be high, right?"

"Uncle’s old now, the irregular awakenings from my younger years left some lasting issues. Even if I could get into a training camp, I don’t have much potential to push further. The future is for you young people."

"Moreover, my kid is doing well. He got into the basic training camp last semester. As a father, of course, I have to support him more and provide him with help."

Uncle Yang showed a smile as he said this, "In the current environment, being a pioneer is pretty good—it’s not only a high income, but you can also contribute to the nation and the Blue Star Alliance."

He patted the sighing young man on the shoulder, "Let’s go, register first at the Pioneer Association."

The Pioneer Association is the most magnificent and eye-catching building within this base, bar none.

Similar associations exist all over the new continent.

The Pioneer Association takes on the responsibility of organizing and registering pioneers, communicating and publishing tasks, and also acts as the recycling center for exploration materials.

The buy-back prices at the Pioneer Association are slightly lower than the market prices, but just a tiny bit lower can save a lot of time and hassle and is also safer.

Most pioneers choose to sell their materials in bulk directly at the association.

The pioneer has become Blue Star’s hottest profession.

Pioneers indeed make a lot of money. Sometimes a pioneer would find epic-level materials or treasures and become rich overnight. But what makes even more money is the Torch, is Teacher Fang.

He didn’t lower the buy-back price for materials—there was no need.

He couldn’t wait for his pioneers to make more money. With enough money, they could upgrade their equipment, buy potions, or practice items to enhance their strength.

Round and round, the wealth still circulated in Torch’s pockets.

Torch got materials and resources, Blue Star’s awakeners’ strength continuously increased, and the dangerous new continent was being developed... It formed a virtuous cycle.

It fully utilized the value of the working awakeners.

"This is truly great."

Teacher Fang then cast his gaze towards several other pioneering base cities and nodded slightly.

This is the new era of Blue Star, everything is actively improving.

We can’t let the Evil God ruin it.

His gaze continued forward, sweeping over the deep mountains and ancient forests in the depths of the new continent untouched by human trails, and watched for a full hour before retracting his gaze quite contentedly.

"The mountains and rivers are exceptionally beautiful."

"Worthy of being Blue Star that I have nourished with so many World Oddity Stones, growing little by little."

He thought.

His divine consciousness suddenly discovered something; he "huh"ed.

"A vast consciousness that’s very hazy."

He couldn’t see this consciousness; it seemed like an illusion.

But an invisible connection told him that this vast consciousness truly existed.

This is...

"Blue Star Consciousness!"

High-order worlds have the opportunity to give birth to world consciousness. Blue Star’s position had long surpassed the requirements; it’s just that Blue Star’s promotion to a high-order world happened only in the past few years.

After several years of brewing, a vague consciousness was finally emerging.

"The data says that worlds with their autonomous consciousness are better at resisting external disasters. However, most world consciousnesses are very hazy and don’t have a concrete form of existence."

"As for how to communicate with the world consciousness...?"

Sorry, there’s no information on that.

Perhaps there is no way to communicate.

He thought.

The vast yet hazy consciousness came closer to him, rubbing against him like a kitten or puppy, very affectionate.