In the vast starry sky, a sleek, teardrop-shaped spacecraft slowly came to a halt. Its surface was smooth as a mirror. Occasionally, meteors struck the ship like lumps of flour hitting steel, leaving behind only specks of "stone dust" while the spacecraft itself did not budge.
Suddenly, a faint glow flickered across the ship's surface, outlining the shape of a doorway along its rear flank. The light gradually condensed, a crack appeared in the flawless hull, and a tiny hatch barely ten centimeters across slowly opened.
Chu Fei turned into a streak of light and emerged from the tiny hatch, looking toward the three circling "candle flames" in the distant starry sky.
They were the three stars of the current star system. Yet they were more than seven billion kilometers away, and at this distance their light had become incredibly dim, seemingly no different from the surrounding stars—the ship was within the core of the Myriad Dragon Star Cluster, where stars were densely packed and Blue Giants were not uncommon. Nearby stars were brighter than their own suns.
Still, the three stars of the triple-star system moved rapidly through space, making them somewhat different from the "lazy" surrounding stars and easy to identify.
As he silently watched the boundless stars, Chu Fei felt an indescribable sense of emotion. Time passed so quickly in interstellar space. He had spent more than eighty years merely searching for the Hyper-Dimensional Channel, while he had only been in this world for around one hundred and sixty years in total.
After staring fixedly at the stars for a long time, Chu Fei turned and flew toward the Hyper-Dimensional Channel.
This passage facility was covered layer upon layer in artificial rock. It was difficult to detect through visual inspection alone.
The twenty-seven-kilometer-wide equipment was like a