Woke Up to Find the Game I Made Came True-Chapter 156

Ye Bai completed the mission earlier than the prompt indicated. By the time she finished the sixth sector, she could no longer accept additional tasks. Visibly, the spatial folds on the side of the wormhole were gradually disappearing, suggesting that the wormhole's closure was entering its final stages.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before she received the completion notification.

However… when she saw her name ranked first, Ye Bai couldn’t help but feel a little speechless. She hoped her performance hadn’t been too outstanding, drawing unnecessary attention.

Following the guidance of the jade terminal, all the psychics gathered at the designated coordinates.

No one exchanged words, standing in silence as they waited. Observing this, Ye Bai quietly chose a spot to stand.

Yet, as she approached, she could sense several gazes turning toward her.

The most intense presence among them came from the semi-mechanized combatant she had briefly clashed with earlier. The other stares—whether they belonged to enemies of Black Hole or not—were impossible to tell. She swept her eyes over them with an equally indifferent expression.

Just like the previous adversary who hadn’t dared to interfere with the mission, those who met Ye Bai’s gaze quickly averted their eyes.

At that moment, a ripple of spatial distortion pulsed nearby. A miniature wormhole abruptly appeared above them, and from it emerged a woman of striking beauty, draped in a flowing robe reminiscent of the cosmos.

The reason it was called a "starry robe" was due to its black base, adorned with dynamic patterns that, upon closer inspection, simulated a rotating galaxy orbiting a star. The design suggested it was some kind of uniform.

Is this… an attendant of the Church of the Celestial Stars?

Ye Bai’s expression shifted slightly. Through her psychic perception, she was surprised to discover that the Church attendant, whom even the A-class assailant had feared, was only a B-class psychic herself.

As the attendant appeared, the varied expressions of the mission participants all focused on her. Even the A-class individuals present adopted an uncharacteristically humble and respectful demeanor.

This only reinforced the fact that the powerful figures of the chaotic Star Sea weren’t intimidated by the attendant’s personal strength—but rather by the organization behind her: the Church of the Celestial Stars.

From the first time she’d heard of it, Ye Bai had been puzzled. In this interstellar era, how could an institution like a "church" still exist? And what deity did the Church of the Celestial Stars worship?

The first thing that came to Ye Bai’s mind was the Star God revered by the Tianluo people. But if the Star God had such a widespread following, the Tianluo wouldn’t be such a rare nomadic race in the universe.

Moreover, Silienna had once mistaken Ye Bai’s psychic energy for that of the Star God, yet when spreading her beliefs later, she never mentioned the Church of the Celestial Stars.

The attendant’s gaze swept over the silent assembly below. Without speaking, she projected her psychic voice: "Good. Ten of you have earned A-class rewards. You may now select your prizes in order of ranking."

With that, she extended her hand, and a shimmering diamond-shaped crystal floated before her. "The first place may step forward."

Without delay, Ye Bai flashed to the attendant’s side.

All eyes in the vicinity locked onto her, filled with curiosity, surprise, wariness… and in the case of the earlier attacker, a sudden shift in expression.

Upon seeing Ye Bai as the top-ranked participant, the attendant’s half-lidded eyes lifted slightly. A perfectly measured smile curved her lips—so precise it seemed drawn with a ruler. "As the first-place winner, you will receive 2,000 credits and may choose one A-class technological reward."

At this proximity, Ye Bai noticed the attendant’s features were unnervingly symmetrical—so much so that they bordered on artificial. In this era of genetic enhancement, where every race had its own aesthetic standards, the attendant’s flawlessly balanced face gave her an almost inhuman quality.

Had Ye Bai not possessed such formidable psychic resilience—and had the attendant’s features not retained the slightest imperfection—she might have experienced the uncanny valley effect.

But Ye Bai knew better than to dwell on appearances, especially in the presence of an organization that even the A-class elites of the chaotic Star Sea feared.

"I understand. Thank you," she replied neutrally, briefly meeting the attendant’s gaze before shifting her focus to the hovering crystal. Following the attendant’s gesture, she extended her psychic energy to touch it.

A display identical to the credit exchange interface of the jade terminal appeared—except the options listed were entirely absent from the standard catalog.

Seeing these clearly related technologies, Ye Bai was almost certain: the jade terminal originated from the Church of the Celestial Stars.

‘Psychic linkage technology, memory encoding technology, targeted genetic evolution technology…’

As she scanned the reward list, Ye Bai realized where Black Hole had derived much of its foundational research. It seemed Black Hole had gradually acquired its vast repository of knowledge by completing Church missions and exchanging credits for ethereal lab technologies.

There was a strong possibility that the ethereal lab—embodying super-scientific advancements—had also been obtained by Black Hole through mission rewards, though its value was clearly higher than what was offered here.

What should she choose?

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Noticing her hesitation, the attendant added, "You may also select a B-class technology and receive an additional 2,000 credits."

Ye Bai considered this. "And if I don’t choose a technology…?"

The attendant’s brows twitched slightly, as if surprised by the question. Still, she answered, "That is also possible. You may convert it entirely into credits for another 2,000."

Ye Bai understood immediately. Clearly, technological rewards held far greater value than material ones, and items not found in the credit store were worth even more—hence the attendant’s reaction.

With this in mind, Ye Bai narrowed her focus to the technological options.

Since she hadn’t prepared in advance, she had no strong preference.

Choosing an intriguing technology to research would be a reasonable path, but Ye Bai hadn’t even fully absorbed the knowledge within Black Hole’s lab yet. Committing to a specialization now felt premature.

The technology most pertinent to her current abilities—'time' technology—was conspicuously absent from the extensive list of advanced technologies available. It was unclear whether it simply didn’t exist or if the rewards for this mission weren’t substantial enough to include it.

Noticing the attendant’s growing impatience, Ye Bai made her decision.

“I’ll exchange for the Darkmagnetic fabrication technology.”

Among the numerous options, this was the one that had immediately caught her eye.

Seeing it listed had taken her by surprise.

From what she had learned about Darkmagnetic during her time in the Stellar Alliance, it was an exceedingly rare natural material in the cosmos, capable of blocking psychic energy. It was also the core component in crafting ‘psychic suppressors.’

Back then, a suppressor made from just two needle-sized pieces of Darkmagnetic had been enough to restrain Silienna, a B-rank powerhouse from the Tianluo Clan, showcasing its extraordinary properties—and its scarcity.

But now, Ye Bai had discovered that this material wasn’t natural at all—it could be artificially produced. Among the B-rank physical rewards, one could even exchange for a large block of Darkmagnetic. It made her wonder if the Macul Group’s rampant smuggling of psychics had been backed by Black Hole, a powerhouse from the Chaotic Star Sea, who likely had no shortage of Darkmagnetic.

“Very well.”

In the next moment, the attendant performed some unseen operation, and the moment the information was confirmed, Ye Bai received both the points and the technology in her Jade Terminal—transferred to her just like the mission instructions she had received earlier.

“You may leave now,” the attendant said dismissively before turning her gaze downward. “Next, the second-place finisher.”

Ye Bai complied, flying back among the other mission participants without attempting to leave prematurely.

After her selection, the remaining participants took their turns to exchange rewards. Even the A-rank powerholders who placed second and third returned to their spots after completing their exchanges, seemingly following an unspoken protocol.

Ye Bai noted that no one found this odd—it appeared to be standard procedure.

The format of this reward exchange was itself thought-provoking.

After all, since the rewards were ultimately delivered through the Jade Terminals, there was no technical reason why participants couldn’t simply select their rewards directly on the terminal. The fact that this redundant step persisted suggested its symbolic significance outweighed its practicality.

The Church of Myriad Stars had preserved this ceremonial distribution for a reason—perhaps as a show of authority and control, a subtle obedience test for the denizens of the Chaotic Star Sea.

Ye Bai had initially believed the Chaotic Star Sea to be truly lawless. She hadn’t expected that beneath its chaotic surface lurked the Church of Myriad Stars—an unfathomable behemoth with roots unknown.

But recognizing this only deepened her confusion. Given their actions, the Church didn’t seem like an organization without ambitions. How, then, had they maintained a balance with the Stellar Alliance without conflict?

In fact, judging by current observations, the true nature of the Chaotic Star Sea seemed to have been effectively concealed from the Stellar Alliance.

Once all exchanges were completed, the attendant retrieved the prismatic crystal. With a sweeping glance over the assembled participants, she gave a slight nod before stepping through a newly opened micro-wormhole behind her.

As soon as she vanished, the previously tense atmosphere dissipated, and the participants began interacting—some trading, others… fighting.

The fact that the Church’s Jade Terminals were ‘unregistered’ made it clear they had no qualms about participants seizing rewards from one another.

Naturally, Ye Bai’s first concern was the assailant who had a grudge against Black Hole. She also considered how to maneuver the battlefield to her advantage—perhaps toward a planet with sufficient gravity.

“Black Hole!”

But the moment her gaze met the attacker’s, she saw the figure’s psychic energy surge as if preparing to strike—only for them to abruptly pivot away.

Twin jets of radiant energy burst from their half-mechanical limbs, propelling them backward at a speed that even Ye Bai found startling.

They… fled?

Even in retreat, they couldn’t resist hurling one last taunt: “You’re really good at pretending.”

Ye Bai stood frozen for a moment before realizing the likely reason—her performance during the mission had led the attacker to misinterpret her true strength, assuming her combat prowess had been an act.

This misconception seemed to be why no one else approached her either.

“Well, I suppose I am good at pretending…”