Bai Yujun and Gan Wu arrived at the camp shipyard. Sure enough, only the spacecraft remained.
Its energy had been fully replenished, and inspections had long since been completed.
The biggest problem was that the crew was gone. Bai Yujun did not care. Since they had developed souls and consciousness, if they wanted to run, then run they could—as long as they did not run off with the spacecraft. Modifying one was quite troublesome, and it was worth more than an interstellar warship capable of carrying an entire city.
Gan Wu entered the cabin and looked around.
"Where are the crew members?"
"..."
The question struck straight at the heart of the matter. Bai Yujun seriously made up an answer to deal with it.
"Good question. The journey is long, and after one trip, the crew went their separate ways. No matter, no matter. We can recruit new ones on the spot."
Gan Wu found this very reasonable. Since he would be venturing into the chaos in the future, he could bring several Daoist disciples along. How could he forget the Daoist sect when such a good opportunity came along? It was rare to encounter an experienced explorer. Experience was the most precious thing, and the opportunity could not be missed.
"Wait a moment. I'll send a message for Ye Zi to come learn how to pilot it, and bring a few disciples with her. They can get here quickly by ship."
Bai Yujun blinked.
"Ye Zi, whom I brought back to the mountain? Your final disciple? I remember she later became the headmaster of Chunyang Palace on Mount Hua. Her younger sister, Little Ye Zi, works under Qiao Jin."
The mention of his final disciple left Gan Wu both amused and exasperated. Fortunately, his disciple was a resilient and