When the silver appeared on the transport boat's inner walls, everyone's faces fell, and fear instantly filled the entire vessel.
It was over!
Despair screamed in everyone's hearts, making their scalps tingle.
No one had imagined that the transport boat would be utterly defenseless before this Silver Mist, much less that it would happen so quickly.
At such close range, they focused their eyes on it and finally saw what the cloudlike substance looked like up close.
Beneath its silvery metallic sheen were countless minuscule particles, clustered together as they continuously wriggled and rolled, looking like a mass of living metal.
But if their eyes were not properly focused, all they could see was a cloud of Silver Mist. It was not that the Silver Mist changed shape, but rather a limitation of human eyes in distinguishing tiny objects, compounded by the brain filling in the gaps.
They saw the Silver Mist continuously devouring the alloy of the transport boat's inner walls. It emerged from a single point, then rapidly spread outward. Wherever it passed, the metal of the inner walls turned into Silver Mist.
The side walls, the ceiling, then the floor beneath their feet—within only a few breaths, the Silver Mist had reached the control console.
Wherever the Silver Mist flowed, the metal seemed to corrode, rapidly developing gaps that widened until the metal vanished.
The Fission Engine had stopped working long ago.
The people inside the transport boat now had a chance to experience what it felt like to be inside a cloud. Surrounded by mist, they could even feel themselves inhaling a lungful of Silver Mist.
"Then this must have been what happened when Transport Boat Two plunged headfirst into the Silver Mist." In their daze, everyone recalled that transport boat that had flown off and