Chapter 812 - 831: Compared to Others, I Am Just Interstellar Scum

The group wasn’t famous at first. Its name on the Star Network was utterly unremarkable. Like an ordinary person in a crowd, it wasn’t eye-catching at all.

"Compared to others, I’m just interstellar Scum"—that was its name.

The initial vibe of the group went something like this:

"#Constantly watching the rankings, I realized I really am terrible.#"

A self-analysis followed.

"I really don’t work hard enough. I’m clearly on the same level as Student X, so why are they so much better than me?"

"After reading your analysis post, I deeply relate. Why am I so terrible? Why are others so amazing?"

"Sigh, I used to think this school was okay (Anonymous), but now comparing myself to so many people, I feel like my school is absolute trash."

"I’m so tired. Why is it so exhausting? Why am I so useless?"

It looked just like a gathering place for ordinary, underachieving university students to complain. They hated harsh reality on one hand, while venting about their own uselessness on the other.

A down-on-his-luck individual with unfulfilled ambitions accidentally stumbled into this space. Amidst the defeatist atmosphere, he felt as if he had found his kind. He couldn’t help but leave a comment.

"Yeah, exactly. I really don’t get it. We’re obviously all carbon-based lifeforms, so why is the difference so huge?"

"Why can other people be so good-looking, capable, smart, rich, and gentle all at once, to the point where I can’t even bring myself to be jealous?"

These comments quickly garnered strong support, with the crowd chiming in to agree. Seeing such an enthusiastic response, the passerby instantly felt he had found his soulmates and began to pour out his own grievances. He talked about his depressing life with unfulfilled ambitions, failing terribly at every startup attempt, constantly getting fired from work, and finally finding a partner only to have the relationship blow up.

The students saw this and gasped at his terrible luck. They immediately offered words of comfort and started a misery-measuring contest.

"—Don’t be sad, bro. I’m just as miserable as you. I ranked dead last in the fourteen-school joint exam, and it’s a university-level exam too."

Hearing this, it sounded like graduating and finding a job was hopeless.

"—Don’t be sad. I just stepped out the door and had my pants pulled down by a group of people, BOOHOOHOO."

That sounded like an instant public social death.

"—Single since birth up until now. I’ve always just kept myself company."

Well, at least the passerby had a partner once. Having loved and lost was definitely nobler than being permanently solo.

The passerby felt the wounds in his heart being soothed, and his mood gradually calmed. Seeing the tone of the commenters, he asked, "Are you all students? Are you from the same school? Are students really this free?"

Where there was a question, there were answers.

"Yes, we’re all students!"

"No, we’re not from the same school!"

"Our department is actually very busy. It’s just that there was a joint exam recently, and we’re all the eliminated ones~ This group was formed by the eliminated crowd, so we’re relatively free right now~"

The passerby checked the group stats. He thought, "Holy crap, there are over a thousand registered members. What kind of joint exam eliminates this many people?"

Out of curiosity, he asked, "What joint exam is it?"

"The Q3 14-School Joint Practical Competition."

That sounded pretty high-end. The passerby did a quick search, and several reports popped up one after another.

Of course, the most eye-catching ones were the statements regarding the "Q3 14-School Joint Practical Competition" published by Q3 Star’s official planetary media and the Federation University official account.

The passerby’s heart skipped a beat. Federation University? And the planet’s official media? This competition had serious prestige.

Looking closer at the keywords, he saw: exclusive to the Spirit Healing Department, jointly created by 14 prestigious interstellar schools, encompassing all freshmen, the thorny path of growth for future Spirit Healing Masters...

To sum it up in one sentence: Everyone eligible to participate in this competition was a future Spirit Healing Master.

What was a Spirit Healing Master? At this point, it was time for a refresher on the concept behind this term.