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The last life of a transmigrator: The interstellar age.

A young man lived many lives. He lived as a cultivator in a world of Wuxia, a Saint, a sword master, a leader in the apocalypse, a doctor, a chef, a robotics and weapons engineer, a half dragon, a elf, a Dyried, a CEO, a Hunter, and much more. And finally his last life in the interstellar era arrived. How will he live? Will the never lived romance be found? What friends, planets and galaxies will be found? and what about the enemies thr treasons and the blood in the way? IG:@great.daoofspace

GreatDaoofspace · LGBT+
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151 Chs

The farewell painting of the home planet.

After feeding us, Leo took us back to the room.

And in front of my door, after taking us to the room, Leo stopped and said goodbye.

"I'll see you soon Alex, the ship will travel for around 30 minutes so get ready."

"OK."

He stopped for a moment at the door, but didn't say anything more and left with a smile.

I simply walked into my room and closed the door and walked directly into the space.

I took a deep breath, feeling the wind and the smell of nature, grass and flowers in the environment.

"a…always good to enjoy the environment."

After taking a breath I entered my beautiful ancient mansion/palace that I found in the world of Wuxia.

And more specifically I went to one of the different rooms, in that room there were different paints and painting materials, with so many lives and missions/professions lived, I found many hobbies and one of them was painting, especially in two lives that I worked with paintings.

I took some brushes, paints and a painting and put them in my spatial skill inventory. I can take things out of my dimension without going in, but I preferred to go in to smell the paint in this room.

And at the same time I went next to the kitchen and took out some strawberries that I had stored, they were red and big with beautiful foliage, I washed them lightly in ice water and in a bamboo basket that I created with free time, I left of my space.

I placed the strawberries to the side and brought a chair in front at the same time, I took out my easel, a large painting and some paints.

My room had a window looking down so that when the ship was flying I could see the planet from above.

I ate the strawberries and sat in the chair, while pulling out a book on Western medicine.

"It's interesting…reviewing the physical principles and statistics of normal humans and orcs and sub orcs…the physiological differences are interesting…especially with the interference of power like body energy…"

And when time stopped I heard a warning throughout the ship.

[To all individuals, the ship is starting its departure]

[The takeoff will begin in 5 minutes, there should be no turbulence or large movements, but remain alert and until stability in space, avoid large movements]

In space it is not as necessary, but when leaving the atmosphere of a planet, a certain amount of care is still necessary.

I had already removed certain seeds and used my nature/life power and made them grow with mutation, the vines big and strong and attach themselves to the room to prevent me or my painting materials from moving.

And soon I felt the ship move and it began to fly towards the top of the sky.

I in particular was excited, I have lived so many lives with wonderful and unique visions, but impressively I have never traveled to space even in the world where I was a robotics and weapons engineer in a land of high technology and centuries more advanced, there were no spaceships or locks so I never actually went to space.

And of course the reason I wanted to paint a picture now was to remember the planet I came from in case I come here again or it's not good to remember my last childhood and I think this is an interesting gesture.

In a few minutes as I watched the ship move away, we reached the outside of the atmosphere and I saw the planet from afar, it had a slightly pinkish and green color.

I removed the colors from the planet and used some bluish and purple colors to represent the small features of outer space.

And at the same time, closing my eyes, I concentrated my mental state and opened them again.

My previous calm and relaxed posture now had a more evident and slightly artistic undertone of elegance in a professional tone.

And I started moving my brush in slow and sometimes fast rhythms, using optical mixing techniques from Impressionism with some others in between, an image began to be formed with beauty and elegance.

The image of a pink and green planet surrounded by space with a vivid representation of colors that convey not only a realism in the painting, but a liveliness and emotions such as happiness, discovery and farewell were being brought with each brushstroke and forming a peculiar image a portrait unique environment.

And so I continued painting…

After around 1 hour and 30 minutes…..

Leonardo POV

I knocked on Alex's bedroom door several times, but he still didn't answer.

The ship has already reached a reasonable distance and is flying in space.

I looked at my squirrel's friend, Tiago, and asked.

"Do you think he's sleeping?"

In addition to Tiago, Pedro and Daniel also came to watch a little and say hello.

"I don't think so…and I have an idea what he might be doing…."

I looked at him curiously and Daniel asked first.

"Oww, what is he doing?"

"It probably must be one of his hobbies… the Brother is always good at everything and has many hobbies including some that are extremely rare today… it's very likely that this is it, can I open the door?"

I was curious to hear about this from my squirrel, but I told him to open it first.

"Can he, did he give you permission?"

"Yes"

I narrowed my eyes and didn't speak remembering he was a sub-orc and clearly more of a friend and brother than a romantic relationship.

Then I saw Tiago put a smart bracelet on the reader next to the door and it opened.

And inside the room we saw an interesting and peculiar image.

My squirrel with his bluish hair with paint on his fingers and part of his face.

Moving a brush with elegance and art.

And in the painting we could see the green pink planet, and an artistic and rare painting.

I couldn't resist and whispered quietly, but the 3 of them still heard it.

"So beautiful, my squirrel…"

The three of them looked at me, each with a different expression and Daniel and Pedro's expression was louder out of curiosity.

And at that moment we heard the voice in front of us together with a final movement of signing.

"I…I'm done"

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