In the first year of the Stellar Calendar, humanity stepped into the interstellar age. Space colonization, starships, alien clans, and eldritch outer gods… all came one after another.
By Stellar Calendar Year 717, Fang Xing stood against the backdrop of the cosmos, staring at the densely packed alien armies. He declared, “Alien armies? Cultivators? tent**les? Cults? Outer gods? They’re all going to be awed by my unparalleled talent and smashed to bits by my iron fists! Hah!”
Well… this is actually the story of a transmigrator who relies on a Profession Panel to do as he pleases across countless otherworlds.