Chapter Seven

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Draft
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Alyssa complained in a private message that the meeting organized in response to the crisis was a disaster.

When Lin Xi received Talan's urging, he had to bite the bullet and step into the warzone, he realized that Alyssa's words weren't credible at all—that girl was about to become a saint in essence. Well, she really over-beautified the situation before.

After hours of swearing and bickering with no progress, all the senior members were exhausted, the air purification system had been turned to maximum gear, and the old air unit sounded like it'd explode at any second. The smell of human sweat, smoke, and alcohol mixed together, and the air was very turbid, but what really made people breathless wasn't the bad air, but the tension— anger, bitterness floated in the air, fear and restlessness.

It was precisely because of this that Lin Xi's arrival didn't even attract anyone's attention.

"... This is the place, everyone can see! There's no need to compare with the damned star map. Everyone knows that as192's orbit is completely unstable, its operation is entirely irregular. Comparing the star map is meaningless! Ladies and gentlemen, open your eyes and look at those things outside the spaceship! Those disgusting things match the descriptions in the original exploration logs of the period! And only that son of a bitch as192 has them. We have to find a way, or we'll all die here—"

When the door that no longer shone from age slowly moved away, the first thing Lin Mao heard was a high-pitched voice screaming, rapid and hoarse.

Lin Xi looked towards the person speaking. It was John Bronson. At this time, he was waving his arms, dancing, and yelling loudly at the others.

He was the second-oldest member of the crew and this voyage is said to be his last before retiring.

From this point of view, it's somewhat understandable why he's so excited.

Anyone suffering from this kind of accident on their last job before retirement will at least feel very bad.

However— as192? John said that the planet they were now forced to land on was as192?

Lin Xi blinked.

Almost subconsciously, he felt that John might've lost his mind— after all, as192 was famous for its legendary status and extraordinarily mysterious history.

It used to be the dreamland of all people on Earth, it was the match that lit the fire of the era of great exploration.

It's said that it's almost the twin brother of Earth in this vast universe. The density, atmospheric composition, gravity, and even its revolution and rotation orbit were almost exactly the same as Earth. It's a vibrant planet like the first planet specially created by God for mankind. Their second home.

And, best of all, it's right next to an ancient jump point.

It's so perfect and wonderful, and probably because of this, it turned out to be just an illusory dream in the end.

Three hundred years ago, the Providence carrying 250,000 people slowly flew towards as192. Their transition point then mysteriously disappeared, breaking this dream with unprecedented cruelty and indifference. Those 250,000 people and the most expensive spaceship in human history were never heard from again after sailing into space. The once most powerful country on Earth also completely fell apart because of that huge planetary immigration plan, and the aftermath and wars lasted for decades.

Almost all history books came to a common conclusion, that is, the failure of human beings on planet as192 officially ended the era of great exploration that was once in full swing. Of course, three hundred years is enough to heal all scars, and the pain caused by as192 eventually evolved into a place where breath-taking mysterious background, and fantasy stories in horror movies, and various dark novels take place. At least, for Lin Xi, all this was too divorced from reality. "... John, that statement's too absurd. After the transition failed, we crash-landed directly on a planet that can't be found on the star map, and this planet happens to be as192? This possibility's really too small to consider."

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