Only,
just as the captain of the operations team carefully enlarged those star chart images, he received another urgent call:
"The Astronomical Society has sent an encrypted transmission!"
"They said... those gravitational points are releasing neutrino pulses, just like the Andromeda Galaxy... three years ago."
But even Su Wen did not know much about what happened afterward.
They had successfully passed through the Border Gate. Then, with Phyllis's authorization, Su Wen restarted the giant vessel docked at the Lost Sea shipyard.
Time slowly passed like this,
and only after they had traveled very, very far away did countless splashes gather again.
Then, they flew up beside Su Wen, who was sitting in a deck chair on the deck, sipping orange juice while reading a scientific journal.
Of course,
these beautiful sirens were far bolder than before. They coquettishly asked Su Wen:
"Rhine Mr., hehe, are you still looking for attendants for this trip?"
Yet hearing their adorable teasing, he merely smiled gently.
"I can't afford the services of extraordinary ladies.
But I can share the cocktail I just mixed with you."
And so,
he unhurriedly closed the magazine in his hand and walked toward the bar inside the nearby cabin.
Among Detroit's championship drivers, he was the gentleman best at mixing drinks.
After that journey, Su Wen had not forgotten the skill. Instead, he occasionally brought it out to refine it.
Of course,
for him, it was mostly just a way to entertain himself.
Su Wen took out a crystal cocktail shaker from the walnut liquor cabinet.
Then, he merely raised a hand slightly toward the void. In an instant, countless transparent, pale-gold, and deep-purple base spirits, mixers, and garnishes filled the entire bar under Storage Box Operation.
Right afterward,
he began the dazzling bartending routine that seemed to have