Starry Sky: My Life Star God, starting reward Ruan Mei

Besides the people here, most of the people he met in the world were also busy, writing their own chapters in life.

The Black Tower is currently inputting information about [life] into a simulated universe.

Estella was carrying out final repairs and adjustments to the space station in preparation for any future emergencies.

ScrewGumm's efforts to refute the rumors have long since come to an end, and he has begun to attend to his own affairs.

Meanwhile, in the distant starry sky, the Star Core Hunter is busy adjusting the script that he disrupted.

Today marks the fifth day since the birth of [Hope].

The waves he stirred up on the space station are still surging across the universe.

Bai Yan turned off the game on his phone that he used to socialize with Silver Wolf and Silver Moon, and opened a news media app.

News articles about [hope] were lined up densely.

People are not yet used to the arrival and existence of hope, so news about hope generally gets a good number of views.

He also wanted to know the impact that Si Yu had recently had, so he randomly clicked on a link.

The headline read: [Hope] A traveler in a foreign land.

The video started playing on the phone:

In the video, amidst swirling yellow sand, a middle-aged man clad in incandescent armor and covered in wounds stands before a gigantic, shapeless creature.

The creature's tentacles were stained with blood, and there seemed to be human corpses wrapped around them.

The other warriors, also clad in incandescent armor but not as dazzling as the middle-aged man, were also covered in wounds, but they still struggled to their feet.

"Are you afraid just because you've faced an insurmountable despair?"

The leader's powerful voice resounded throughout the entire arena.

"Face it! Smile! Grip your weapon! Kill it!"

The middle-aged knight, clad in incandescent armor, dragged his heavy sword with firm steps. He laughed heartily, his messy, blood-stained beard trembling.

Despite his menacing tentacles, he continued to laugh, loudly reciting their beliefs to inspire the soldiers:

"We are the sparks that ignite endless darkness."

"We are fearless warriors walking on the edge of destruction."

"We are those who will transform into the blazing sun to illuminate the future; we are the enlighteners..."

Chapter 63 If ​​a child is strangled again

Bai Yan held his phone horizontally, sensing Ruan Mei and her daughter not far away, while watching the video "[Hope] Traveler in a Foreign Land".

In the video, the Enlightened Ones ultimately triumphed after a fierce battle.

As the battle progressed, the war correspondents who were documenting the fight were also affected, preventing the public from witnessing their victory.

Only at the end of the video do we see their victorious pose—a group of wounded individuals lying on stretchers, laughing heartily.

It is clear that although none of them have lost an arm or a leg, these enlighteners are all seriously injured.

The war correspondent finally turned his camera to the leader of the Enlightened Ones, asking him to comment on the battle.

The middle-aged soldier, covered in wounds, lay on a stretcher in a foreign land, still wearing a cheerful smile.

He reached out towards the camera, his fist revealing a thumbs-up still stained with blood, giving everyone a thumbs-up.

Then he laughed in his gruff voice, "Very simple!"

Behind the middle-aged soldier, other soldiers lying on stretchers, preparing to be carried away, echoed in agreement:

"Yeah, could you go for something a little more intense next time?"

"This is too easy, it's not that difficult at all."

"Indeed, it's not that strong."

……

Bai Yan exited full-screen mode on her phone and continued to observe the impact of Si Yu, while also glancing at the comments section.

Some commenters believe that these enlighteners are just being stubborn.

However, many people have also watched the battles of the Enlightened Ones in the past few days. The more difficult the despair is to overcome, the stronger this group becomes.

The deeper their despair, the more they yearn for the beauty that despair obstructs, and the more courage and a fighting spirit will fuel the flame of hope.

As Bai Yan learns about these travelers on the path of [hope], the thought inevitably arises in his mind that he wants to contact them and then read about their lives.

You'll encounter it again eventually.

Bai Yan leaned against the tree trunk, slowly closed his eyes, and felt the vibrancy or tranquility of life.

The birth of [Hope] has stirred up quite a wave around the world.

But Belloberg has been cut off from interstellar civilizations for over 700 years, and its people have not been affected by the various information on the internet.

They were either enjoying the spring or preparing for the full development of Bellberg.

The more than 700-year-old legacy of Belberg will not be erased, nor will people's faith in Cripper change immediately.

But as time passed and the myth of spring spread, Belberg fully recovered.

These things will gradually change and be written into the history of the future prosperous interstellar civilization of Belloberg.

Bronya, the current leader of the Belloborg, still needs the reputation of the High Protector to solidify order.

Even though Cocolia has passed away today, people still hold the title of Great Guardian in high esteem.

Because of Cocolia's past decisions, people may question some seemingly foolish orders at crucial moments, rather than blindly following them.

Bai Yan has also observed and interacted with Bronya in the past two days.

I believe that through this child's efforts, in the near future, people may not trust the "Great Guardian," but they will certainly trust "Bronya Rand," the great leader of the future.

Just as he was preparing to venture into Cripperburg to sense the life coordinates of the future great leader of Belloberg.

A slightly childish voice rang out above him: "Dad, what are you doing here?"

Bai Yan looked up without any surprise and saw Yali Luo sitting barefoot on a tree branch.

The father and daughter met eyes, and he smiled and said, "I'm playing hide-and-seek with you."

Ruan Mei also appeared from behind a large tree not far away, walked over, and said softly, "Next time you want to spy, please keep your distance or hide yourself. This child found you easily and then dragged me over here."

"Why use the word 'surveillance'? I just wanted to give you two some time, mother and daughter."

Bai Yan explained briefly, then asked, "What are you planning to do?"

Nguyen May briefly explained: "This child wants to visit Belleburg. He wants to observe the life there up close."

Yalilo leaped lightly from the tree branch, landing between him and Ruan Mei, and smiled at Bai Yan: "Dad, is that alright?"

Bai Yan bent down slightly and patted her little head: "Why not?"

Ariello smiled brightly: "That's great."

"But you need to change your clothes."

Although Ariello's current figure is different from when she appeared in Bellberg, her attire is still the same style.

Bai Yan took out a set of clothes that he had prepared in advance from his personal storage item and handed them to Yali Luo.

Arillow ran to the side to change her clothes.

During the waiting time, Ruan Mei took out the book Bai Yan had given her and made some simple notes.

Bai Yan leaned against the tree trunk, looking at his beloved assistant: "How does it feel to become a mother?"

The lingering, strange feeling in Ruan Mei's heart had not yet faded, and she did not stop writing, simply replying, "I don't feel anything."

"Being stubborn is a good habit."

Ruan Mei neither refuted nor agreed, and continued to silently make simple notes with her head down.

When Yalilo returned after changing his clothes, the three of them vanished from the spot in a flash.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Belloberg, Klipperberg.

The nineteenth High Protector, Bronya, flipped through the succession documents left to her by her mother. They contained a compilation of various affairs and some history about Beloberg.

There's actually a story about something called the Star Core.

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Those were documents she had never encountered when she was the heir, and it was from them that she learned the truth.

More than 700 years ago, the antimatter legion invaded this planet. Faced with an irresistible catastrophe, the first Great Guardian chose to make a wish upon the planet's core.

The final burst of the star's core unleashed a chilling wave that engulfed the antimatter army and the planet, with only the city of Beloborg surviving the chill.

That star's core is the source of the perpetual cold waves and the breeder of rifts that constantly erode people's living space.

Bronya calmed herself, accepting the impact of this history, and continued reading.

She cannot let the past hold her back; she must lead the people and lead Belloberg forward.

However, many significant historical events remain buried beneath the snow and wind, and those memories have not even been passed down through the generations of Great Guardians.

This included a bill from Interstellar Peace Corporation.

Because of the butterfly's flapping wings, the star core had already disappeared by the time the train arrived.

The behemoth called Interstellar Peace Corporation has unexpectedly taken notice.

They noticed that the child, whose throat had been choked by cold waves and rifts for over seven hundred years, was now able to begin to breathe.

However, they failed to notice that another surprise awaited them on this planet.

A day or even a week is but a blink of an eye in the eyes of the [Life] Star God.

One second He unlocked the shackles of winter for this child who was not yet able to stand on his own, and the next second someone was going to strangle this child again in front of Him?