Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

(P.S.: Black Tank Coins are converted to Black Dragon Coins at a 1:1 ratio.)

The moment the warp drive dissipated, Yan Ning was momentarily lost in thought as he looked out the porthole at everything.

Blacktan.

The massive planet, far larger than azure, appears mostly black when viewed from space: black land, black buildings, and black metallic sheen.

The entire planet is like a giant obsidian, embedded in the curtain of the universe.

The density of space technology is equally astonishing.

The space elevator extends from the Earth's surface to near-Earth orbit, with cargo bays shuttling back and forth on its cables.

Along the spacecraft's flight path, all sorts of aircraft formed an orderly torrent, entering and leaving the port, cruising and patrolling, all in perfect order.

"It's even more sci-fi than the sci-fi movie 'Azure'," Yan Ning muttered to himself.

The spaceship's optical computer automatically connected to the Blacktan Star's berthing system, guiding it to the designated berthing area.

Although the B-class spaceship gifted by the system isn't top-of-the-line, it's considered decent among civilian ships on Blacktan.

The staff member in the berthing area was a four-armed humanoid race who expressionlessly registered the spaceship's information and then mechanically recited a series of rules.

"Private duels are forbidden on Blacktan Star. Those who violate this order will be fined, exiled, or executed, depending on the severity of the offense."

The berthing fee can be paid daily in 900 Blacktan Coins, Black Dragon Coins, or other equivalent currencies.

Yan Ning raised an eyebrow.

Nine hundred black tank coins a day.

This number felt strangely familiar to him.

A thought flashed through my mind: if we follow the original timeline, the purchasing power of the Black Dragon Coin, the structure of the Qianwu Universe Kingdom, and that future lord Luo Feng... seem not too far from now.

But how exactly?

It remains unknown; it may not be too far off, but on a cosmic scale, it could be an extremely long time.

"but..."

"It would be so exciting to get to know the future lord!" Yan Ning thought to himself.

He didn't dwell on the timeline issue, took out a thousand Black Dragon Coins from his spatial ring, and handed them to the staff.

"Nine hundred is the parking fee, and the rest is the tip."

The staff member's four arms paused simultaneously, and a slight change finally appeared on his expressionless face.

He glanced at Yan Ning again, nodded, and stamped the registration form.

Wealth is not exposed.

However, a small tip can save you a lot of unnecessary trouble.

One thousand Black Dragon Coins—just enough to make the other person remember him, without making him seem too rich.

......

Entering the country.

Identity authentication.

The process was more complicated than Yan Ning had anticipated, but it went relatively smoothly.

As the capital of the Blacktan Empire, Blacktan Star sees millions of foreigners entering and leaving every day, and against this backdrop, the efficiency of its customs has been honed to an extremely high level.

Yan Ning stood in the long queue, surrounded by all sorts of cosmic races.

One-armed, one-eyed, winged dinosaur-like creatures with giant tails, reptiles covered in scales, and even an energy life form floating in mid-air.

The languages, smells, and body odors of various ethnic groups were mixed together, to the point that Yan Ning's nose could hardly bear it.

The only thing he regretted was not seeing any creatures like the gentle catgirl that he could harshly criticize!

Yes, purely rational criticism!

"The universe is much more boring than I imagined," Yan Ning sighed inwardly.

Of course, things are a different story in the virtual universe.

Or rather, for Yan Ning at present, it is more about the discomfort of an individual moving from a planetary civilization to an interstellar civilization under the influence of cultural shock.

......

Nationality Registry.

The building, entirely black, is covered with flowing light patterns, making it seem almost alive.

Yan Ning went inside. There weren't many people there, with only a few scattered queues in front of a few windows.

When it was his turn.

Behind the window sat a gaunt old man with grayish-white skin and bulging eyes, resembling some kind of amphibian evolved species.

"Name, race, birthplace, realm." The old man's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed.

"Yan Ning, human, Azure Star, planetary level nine."

The old man raised his head and glanced at him.

"Planetary level nine? How old are you?"

Thirty-one.

The old man paused for a moment, then continued tapping the screen.

"Young, but with decent talent."

The registration fee is 1,000 Black Dragon Coins. The identity card is generated instantly and is valid indefinitely. You will have citizenship in the Black Tank Empire and enjoy basic rights within the Empire, including personal protection, property protection, and free trade.

Please refer to the electronic agreement for specific terms.

Yan Ning paid the money and then had his fingerprints recorded.

A black metal card slid out of the machine's exit, engraved with his name, number, and a holographic image.

Citizen of the Blacktan Empire.

From this day forward, he is no longer "Yan Ning, a native of Azure Star," but "Yan Ning, a citizen of the Black Tank Empire."

Identity.

It is undoubtedly the most important thing in the universe.

In the real world, most of the time it comes down to connections, not fighting and killing.

Without legal status, you are an "illegal resident" who can be arrested, sold, or even killed at will.

Once you have a status, even the lowest-ranking citizen is protected by imperial law.

Although such protection is as worthless as paper in the face of absolute power, it is still better than nothing.

Yan Ning carefully put away his ID card and turned to leave the registration area.

Just as he stepped out the door, a voice called out to him.

"Friend, please wait a moment."

Yan Ning turned his head.

The speaker was... a human?

It should not be.

The other party had a human body, but its skin was light blue, with two short antennae on its forehead and amber vertical pupils.

He wore an elegant robe with a golden badge pinned to his chest, bearing the emblem of the Moka clan.

Hengxing, fourth rank.

merchant?

Yan Ning could tell from his demeanor and eyes that the way he assessed a person's worth before befriending them was exactly the same as that of the shrewd businessmen on Azure.

"Are you human?"

The Moka Clan merchant approached with a smile, saying, "I am a permanent resident of Black Tan Star, a member of the Moka Clan, a fourth-tier Heng Star, and a merchant."

If your hometown has resources, you can get in touch with them.

I will buy it back at a fair price; my reputation as a Magic Card Li is impeccable.

He raised his head subconsciously as he spoke.

Especially when talking about "permanent residency status," there was an undisguised sense of superiority in his tone.

Yan Ning found it somewhat amusing.

This feeling of "I'm a city dweller" is all too familiar.

"Oh?"

Yan Ning remained calm and said, "Compared to resources, I'm more interested in your permanent residency status."

He took out a Black Dragon Coin worth 10,000 from his spatial ring and twirled it between his two fingers.

Moka Li's eyes lit up, but he quickly composed himself.

He cleared his throat and began to introduce himself:

"The Black Tan Empire is no match for the renowned Black Dragon Mountain Empire, you should know that, right?" he said, while observing Yan Ning's reaction.

Yan Ning nodded slightly, signaling him to continue.