Yun Ling, the youngest and most gifted Chief Astrologer of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, transmigrates into the body of a destitute orphan in the interstellar age.
In her previous life, people would pay a fortune for a single divination from Yun Ling. She stays calm and plans to make a few thousand gold pieces the way she always has.
But something is wrong...
In the interstellar age, people believe only in materialist science. Superstitious nonsense is out of the question.
Yun Ling sets up a stall for three days, yet remains penniless and nearly gets arrested.
The old Yun Ling: a master of divination, able to read fortunes, observe the stars, and predict the fate of nations.
The current Yun Ling: no food, no drink, no property, nothing at all. Just a penniless pauper.
At this rate, she's doomed. Yun Ling counts on her fingers and determines that her only way out is to go to school.
Without another word, she takes all her worldly possessions and goes to enroll.
Yun Ling immediately sets her sights on the command program.
A commander's work depends entirely on talking, much like her old profession. It's especially lucrative, and the job is stable.
But unexpectedly, she can't understand a single word of the textbooks or exams!
Yun Ling calmly tells her fortune: It's fine. She can still scrape by.
Even if she can't understand the material, she can divine the answers!
During the professional exam, everyone else scratches their heads and studies late into the night.
Yun Ling tosses her divination tortoiseshell with a flourish: Correct answers for sale at the front! One hundred each, no refunds if they're wrong.
At the military academy league, the commander-in-chief of Eastrealm Military Academy comes from a humble background, with no connections or experience. At a glance, she seems like an easy target.
The other academies laugh: Looks like this is the year we finally kick Eastrealm Military Academy out of the top five.
Everyone waits for Eastrealm to be knocked out in last place.
But once the competition begins, everyone gets a taste of their own medicine.
Yun Ling, whom nobody expected to do well, uses her tortoiseshell to easily divine every supply drop location, leading Eastrealm out of its survival crisis. That night, she gazes up at the stars, and the next day leads her team straight into the enemy's hidden camp, stealing all their points.
Everyone knows commanders are frail, with brilliant minds but weak bodies, and no combat ability whatsoever.
That is, until a team tries to ambush and surround Yun Ling, only for her to pin them all down and beat them by herself.
Yun Ling, master of divination: I wasn't scared when rebels tried to force their way into the palace. What are a bunch of brats like you?
The old image of a commander: a crafty fox who schemes and commands a full picture of the battlefield.
The new image of a commander: tossing a tortoiseshell and watching the stars, with every command based on a quick divination.
Yun Ling is a legend who rose from a trash planet.
She overturns everyone's ideas about command and reaches new heights in the field.
Despite the scorn of those around her, she leads the declining Eastrealm Military Academy back to its former glory.
Later, at the interstellar awards for outstanding figures, the person ranked first stands out among a crowd of muscular men.
The uninformed wonder: Why is the top-ranked person a frail little man who raises his pinky and plays with a tortoiseshell?
One of Yun Ling's victims: She's frail? Then what does that make me, after she knocked me out with one slap to the face?!
A bystander eagerly recommends her: She's the greatest commander in the interstellar world!
Theme: No matter what, keep striving to live
