The eighteen Deities were exiled by Su Hao to a desolate star system. For the first few days, they enthusiastically explored the planets and the universe, observing deep space.
But as time passed, they discovered that apart from the eighteen of them, lively and kicking, there was nothing around them.
Even with the skill "Instant Ten Thousand Miles," which gave them a movement speed close to half the speed of light, they were still exceedingly slow on the scale of the universe. Escaping this star system was no easy matter.
So they began to grow bored.
They desperately wanted freedom, but this abnormally empty freedom was not what they wanted.
"Didn't Ryan say he was giving us a few days off? So much time has passed already—more than a few days, surely. I reckon it's been at least two months. Why hasn't Lord Ryan come to take us back yet?"
"Two months? It should have been five months already. Clearly, Lord Ryan may have found new favorites and forgotten all about us. Everyone, fend for yourselves."
"I think Ryan may have wanted to come for us long ago, but he got lost and no longer remembers where he threw us. After all, the galaxy is so vast. Our location is just some random point within it, no different from a grain of sand in a desert. Can you find one specified grain of sand in a desert? At least, I can't."
When the other Deities thought about it, they realized that was indeed true, and panic spread among them. "Then what do we do? This place should be on the other side of Cross Star. According to Ryan's calculations, it's at least a hundred thousand light-years away. Flying back would take hundreds of thousands of years..."
"That's not the key