Herculean: I Am the Starry Sky's Myriad Races

A-rank? SSS-rank? Or…

Transmigrated into the body of a pitiful orphan, I agonized over the supernatural ability selection panel in my head until I nearly went bald.

Before I could choose my talent rank, everything went haywire. The testing machine flashed SSS, attracting the attention of the higher-ups.

Staring at Secretary-General Yang Jian, who had come in person, and his all-seeing third eye, I came up with an idea in a pinch. “Actually, I can predict the future.”

“For example, the Sacred Star Project… and Jiangnan becoming the master of this era.”

He studied me for a long moment, then slowly nodded. “I believe you.”

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Good thing I transmigrated into a book without giving myself away.