The Trial Begins

"Do you see the field of stars? That is the first trial!" 

The old man turned around and pointed at the vast starry sky.

"Beyond the field of stars is the location of the second trial. You cannot fly or fight within the starfield. You can only rely on this."

As he spoke, the old man waved his hand, and a black silhouette flew over rapidly.

Upon closer inspection, it was a small bronze platform that could barely accommodate one person.

"This is the lowest grade. There are better ones."

As he spoke, the old man waved his hand again, and another two platforms flew over. One was golden, and the other was silver.

"The three types move at the same speed, but they have different degrees of toughness. The golden ones are the toughest, the silver ones are the second, and the bronze ones are the worst.

"Whatever you get depends on your luck. Luck is an ability too!"