Ise Xin pressed his lips together and gazed at the dim vista of hyperspace beyond the porthole.
The gray backdrop intensified the porthole's reflection, revealing his weathered, rugged face, along with the gray-white hair and beard that suited it so well.
Every so often, a brilliantly colored Energetic Information Turbulence would erupt outside the porthole. Its light was far too dazzling. Even after the porthole had completed a round of visual information filtering and reconstruction, people would still instinctively turn away and squint, following their biological instincts to avoid harm.
If it were purely a matter of harm, they could simply seal the porthole and block all energy light waves from passing through.
But if they truly did that, the first to stand up in opposition would be the Exploration Team members aboard the spacecraft.
After all, a great deal of research showed that "hyperspace" was a trace left behind by Ancient Gods permanently altering the material universe.
The "Abyss Zone," "Extreme Domain," and "Sky Abyss Spirit Network" were splendid scenes and images; "hyperspace," meanwhile, was a deep underlying wound formed by the high pressure of rules. These scar-like fissures could interact with any plane, representing fragility, flux, and uncertainty.
The "uncertainty" here could trend toward destruction and decay, or it could send someone soaring to the heavens in a single step. Those who frequently spent their days in "hyperspace passages" had basically all heard of, or even personally experienced, such incidents: someone stared directly at an immensely powerful eruption of Energetic Information Turbulence and was instantly reduced to a cloud of ash.
Yet at the same time, everyone had heard countless rumors of other kinds:
Someone stared directly at an Energetic Information Turbulence and abruptly vanished from inside a ship. Many years later, people found him in an "Isolated