Within the star region between the seventh Xing Star and the eighth Xing Star, aboard the Interstellar Exploration Ship, Velin held a Gray Crystal and teased Lance.
Kyle stood at the command console with his arms crossed, watching over a hundred Light Screens at once as he searched for suspicious locations.
Thousands of small space stations were scattered throughout this star region, some hidden inside asteroids, some concealed in the dark side, and others situated around the only navigable route.
Millions of explorers, desperados, and gold prospectors lived within the Komer Asteroid Belt.
People died every moment, and newcomers arrived every moment.
Since entering this region, Velin had already wiped out at least a double-digit number of pirate forces.
The larger pirate groups had over a thousand members and piloted several decommissioned warships, only to be smashed apart by a single slap from him.
The smaller pirate groups had merely a dozen or so people, controlling outdated merchant ships that looked ready to explode at any moment, only to be snuffed out by a single breath from Kyle.
It was not that they were too strong, but that the space in this world was far too fragile. A light touch could create a Space Rift, so before they could even get serious, the Space Rift had swallowed them.
"Master, a large space station has been detected ahead. Shall we approach?"
Velin tossed the Gray Crystal in his hand to Lance and looked up, seeing Kyle peel a Light Screen away and send it before him.
He reached out and enlarged the Light Screen. Looking at the space station built atop an asteroid, a trace of amusement flashed through his eyes.
"We've been drifting through space for more than four months. It's time to relax properly."
Hearing this, Kyle silently nodded