The void was too quiet. Apart from the occasional glowing celestial body, most of the journey passed through darkness.
Bai Yujun could clearly hear the blood flowing through her body and the beat of her heart, the faint clinks and scrapes of scales rubbing together as she swayed, as well as the low, muffled thunder of breath in her throat. Ordinary living beings could not breathe here. Bai Yujun merely made the motions out of habit; in truth, her Breath Control drew in all kinds of drifting, dissipating energy.
Every so often, she recalculated her speed and other data, searching for certain markers to make slight adjustments to her course.
After increasing her speed, things became much easier. Whenever she felt tired, she could ease off her tail movements and rest.
This journey allowed no Space Jump. It would take several times longer than traveling to Chaos by spacecraft. She avoided stopping whenever possible, or the consumption would become another bottomless sea. The journey was long and dreary beyond measure.
Ten years after towing Little Broken Ball through space...
She was about to reach the first supply station Bai Yujun had designated.
It was a thoroughly ordinary star in the chaos universe. The energy it radiated could provide Bai Yujun with a small amount of replenishment. Even a mosquito's leg was still meat—she would eat whatever she could. When traveling abroad, one had to make do sometimes and not be too picky.
Still, she would not deliberately slow down just to gather energy. The little she could collect while brushing past was not worth wasting on accelerating again.
The White Dragon World media issued a notice three days in advance. Many bored beings hurriedly made preparations, waiting for the moment they passed close to the star.
Even during the long