After a tiring day of hard work, Julianna Garland finally relaxed, only to realize her entire body ached.
Exhausted, she couldn’t even muster the energy to browse the Interstellar Net.
For her current self, she had not yet fully familiarized herself with everything about the original owner of this body.
The original owner’s social circle had little to do with her—just the tasks from the Earth Recovery System were enough to occupy all her thoughts.
After hesitating for a long while, Julianna gave up on the idea of going online.
Instead, she happily checked her own stats.
Earth Recovery System.
Name: Julianna Garland.
Age: 22.
Farming Grade: Apprentice Stage.
(You have just learned how to hold a hoe and dig.
You can barely clear land, but you cannot yet turn waste into treasure.)
Experience Points: 667 (The experience progress bar shows 13%).
Task 1: Clear 60 square meters of wasteland.
(Current task progress: 53%).
Task completion reward: Rice seeds.
Task 2: Please continue to improve your digging skills and strive toward becoming a Farming Expert.
Task completion reward: Wheat seeds.
After reviewing her stats, Julianna let out a sigh of relief.
Based on her digging experience points and the progress bar, upgrading from the Apprentice Stage to the Expert Stage would require a total of 5,000 experience points.
This number was not small, but it wasn’t out of reach either.
Going by the results of her labor today, she could probably achieve it in about three days.
As for the land-clearing task, she would finish it by tomorrow at the latest, at which point she would receive the reward.
At this thought, she gleefully turned off the lights and went to sleep.
When Julianna woke up the next day, her whole body was sore.
This body wasn’t naturally athletic and had never done any agriculture-related work.
Spurred on by the system’s tasks, she had spent the whole of yesterday digging dirt.
Today, her arms were stiff, and she ached with almost every movement.
However, the blisters on her palms had all gone down after she gave them some simple treatment last night.
Novus had advanced medical technology, and the trauma medicine worked wonders.
If she had known that excessive digging would have such aftereffects, she would have bought more medicine for overexertion and muscle soreness before heading to Earth Star.
It was too late to place an order now.
The medicine itself wasn’t expensive, but Earth Star was not a regular stop for spacecraft companies.
The shipping costs here were exorbitantly high—something the current Julianna simply couldn’t afford.
Penniless, she had no choice but to channel the traditional Earth virtue: endurance! This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
She got up slowly, letting out soft groans as she dragged her feet.
Seeing the numbers and experience bar in her tasks, she forced herself to rally.
After eating and washing up, she pushed through the pain to continue working.
Due to her physical condition, her output today naturally couldn’t compare to yesterday’s.
Still, after a day’s work, Julianna’s system display updated to:
Name: Julianna Garland.
Age: 22.
Farming Grade: Apprentice Stage.
(You have just learned how to hold a hoe and dig.
You can barely clear land, but you cannot yet turn waste into treasure.)
Farming Experience Points: 2231 (45%).
Task 1: Clear 60 square meters of wasteland.
(Current task progress: 64%).
Task completion reward: Rice seeds.
Task 2: Please continue to improve your digging skills and strive toward becoming a Farming Expert.
Task completion reward: Wheat seeds.
Seeing the stat prompt, Julianna let out a long sigh.
Unable to fall asleep anytime soon, she hesitated for a moment before deciding to log onto the Interstellar Net to take a look.
Because of her background as a Remnant, the original Julianna had suffered from an inferiority complex and didn’t have many close friends.
The classmates she had added during her school days sat quietly on her contact list; for many of them, their most recent messages were from over half a year ago.
Most of the time, the original owner had just secretly lurked in the class group chats, rarely taking the initiative to talk to anyone.
Aside from them, there were a few community staff members from the First Sector of Novus, as well as several online friends she had exchanged a few words with on the Interstellar Net.
The most recently added contact was Cedric Sutton, the renowned lawyer who had handled her inheritance transfer.
As soon as her consciousness logged onto the Interstellar Net, Julianna’s body felt a rapid sense of weightlessness.
A dazzling flurry of lights and shadows flashed past her eyes.
By the time her dizziness faded, she found herself in an unfamiliar space.
This space was a “secret room” with a silver, metallic texture—the default private space for everyone on the Interstellar Net.
Those who were wealthy in reality could exchange real money for virtual items on the Interstellar Net, decorating their virtual spaces just as they would their real homes.
But Julianna was poor, so her private space on the Interstellar Net retained its default settings.
Even so, it was enough to amaze Julianna, who had been reborn from Earth.
She stayed in this private space for quite a while, slowly figuring out the basic operations of the Interstellar Net by combining it with the original owner’s memories.
First, she looked at her friend list.
Avatar after avatar flashed down the list.
Every person on the Interstellar Net had an ID deeply bound to their identity, so most people chose to use their real appearance as their calling card on the Astral Domain Net.
The avatars of those currently online appeared in color.
Cedric Sutton was not online at the moment.
This great lawyer was a very busy man.
The entire Astral Domain of Novus had a population of nearly thirty billion, and the Aeturnum Firm catered to people from the entire Astral Domain.
As a famous lawyer, Cedric naturally had very little free time.
Julianna knew her place; even though she had added him as a friend on the Interstellar Net, she rarely disturbed him.
But since she had arrived at Earth Star a few days ago with Lawyer Sutton’s help, it was only right and proper that she leave him a message to express her heartfelt gratitude.
Thinking of this, Julianna proactively opened Cedric’s contact and said, “Lawyer Sutton, I have arrived at Earth Star and am temporarily settled in.
Thank you for your previous help.”
After speaking, she exited their chat, only to immediately hear a notification chime in her ear.
When she looked closer, she saw that someone on the Interstellar Net had sent her a message.
It was an online friend whom the original Julianna had recently kept in touch with.
The other party had chosen not to display their real appearance, so when she opened the message, an AI-generated avatar of a girl appeared before her.
“Julia, is your job hunt going smoothly?
I finally got an internship opportunity at a satellite channel in the First Sector!”
The AI-generated girl’s voice was crisp and full of excitement.
After a brief recollection, Julianna remembered her identity.
Her name on the Interstellar Net was Peachy Keen.
The two had met during a recruitment livestream on the Interstellar Net.
Being of similar age, they had exchanged some basic information.
Peachy Keen was not from the First Sector.
She was born on another major planet and had majored in broadcasting.
However, in this era with its massive population, she faced the dilemma of unemployment right upon graduation.
She was determined to enter a television station in the First Sector of Novus, but the competition there was extremely fierce.
Until now, Peachy Keen had been actively searching for a suitable opportunity.
Receiving her message now, Julianna smiled, genuinely happy for her.
“That’s wonderful!
Congratulations on getting your wish.”
She thought for a moment and also chose to hide her real face, opting to have an AI-generated avatar send a voice message on her behalf.
The two of them had chatted for about two months prior.
Julianna pondered for a second, deciding to just let this online friendship develop naturally.
“I’ve left the First Sector.
I took over a piece of farmland left by an elder and plan to do some planting for the time being,” she said.
As soon as her message went through, a girl holding a communicator on the other end froze in surprise.
Immediately after, a look of pity and regret appeared on the girl’s face.
“So you’ve already left the First Sector.
I thought we’d be able to meet up and have a meal together there this time,” Peachy Keen said, before quickly adding in a cheerful tone, “But there will always be chances in the future!”