Stelle was only lured by Herta with Stellar Jades to test the Simulated Universe. Who knew that all she had to do was accidentally turn over a Curio called the "Sands of Time" to get tossed into the desert in an instant?
The carefree little raccoon: Are there chests and Stellar Jades in the desert, too?
Then a little boy caught her: "Aventurine?"
Kakavasha: "You've got the wrong person."
Stelle immediately realizes she's landed on the desolate, unclaimed planet from over a decade ago: Tsygonia, Aventurine's home.
Stelle: Fine. Time travel is part of the Trailblaze, too.
This planet has absolutely nothing, and Kakavasha and his people are facing attacks from outside forces, as well as shortages of food, water, medicine, and other supplies.
No food?
Then grow crops, vegetables, and potatoes.
No water?
Then split the earth open and dig up the groundwater.
No weapons?
Then prospect for and mine ores, smelt iron, and cast gold.
The Amber Lord glances at her: I gave you a Preservation lance, and you use it as a fire poker?
Stelle: Hehe.
Nous: This Stellaron gremlin is being weird again. So strange. I should take another look.
Stelle: The Path of Erudition, unlocked! Now I can attack a whole group!
Three months after the Trailblaze shelter is completed, a spaceship carrying Interastral Peace Corporation employees lands at its gates. On behalf of Schneider, head of the Market Development Department, they offer Stelle a job and promise to start her at P30 or higher.
Stelle: Do you have Stellar Jades?
Employee: No.
Stelle: Hah, you want to poach me without Stellar Jades? Eat my lance!
Professor Veritas Ratio of the Genius Society falls silent for a long time. "All she wanted at first was to recover the lost 'Sands of Time.' Yet on a barren planet, she created an epic history of civilization that shook the cosmos... Whether intentional or not, spreading truth and sharing knowledge can only be called a great feat."
Warning: Don't read if this isn't your cup of tea.
1. Stelle's characterization follows the original. Our Trailblazer is still an absurd little raccoon.
2. This is fundamentally an otome story. Ship whoever you like, but don't fight.
3. The male and female leads are already dating, but there will be no romance involving minors. Please keep that in mind!!!
4. Other characters will have one-sided crushes on the female lead.
5. There are original additions, but I'll do my best to follow the game's lore. Also, don't overanalyze the details.
6. Original characters will appear.
7. Happy ending, one-on-one pairing.
The characters belong to miHoYo; any out-of-character writing is my responsibility.
The main story is about 400,000 words. Starting from Chapter 86, it leans more toward character-focused scenes.
Disclaimer: All characters and events in this story are unrelated to real life!!! Any resemblance is purely coincidental!!!
Theme: Scientific knowledge changes one's fate
Foster father: I have the following six points to say:
Could it be that he was ignored by Bo Shizun?
We can attack in groups!! Watch my impromptu performance!!!!! Don't worry if the hat is harmful!!
Finished spreading flowers!!!!! [Spread flowers][Purple sugar]kswl
I finished reading it in one go. My wife is really good at writing. 🙏 It's rare to see an author who can write so clearly about the battle process and the plot of the mediation with the company. My wife must cook more, I will always support her [Spread Flowers]
I know the logic is very reasonable, but as the youngest member of the train crew and the favored star of the Bengtie Group, I am being bullied like this. Is there anyone who can come and support me 😭 I just want to fight and have fun [spread flowers]
I'm going to live on the streets, oh, oh, oh, oh... Let's go to Kama.
Bobo Shark is real. Galaxy Street Slipper 💪 The sense of security is +10, and I admit that the pure beauty goddess Idrila is unparalleled in beauty!
After I passed the new plot and passionately drew cards, you stopped asking. It really hurt you, madam.
After I passed the new plot and passionately drew cards, you stopped asking. It really hurt you, madam.