"Darak and Reklaz can easily reach the outer planets." Link nodded, then shook his head. "But I don't think they'd chase after small fry like us. To big shots like them, ants like us are insignificant. There's no need to pursue us."
"But what if they really do chase us?" Su Yu pressed.
"Then there's nothing I can do. We'll have to risk leaving the Solar System and head for the nearest star. Once we gather enough resources there, we'll find a way to reach the civilization closest to it."
Link raised a hand and pointed toward a direction in the sky.
He slowly said, "About four light-years in that direction, there's a star. It's the closest star to your Blue Star."
Then he pointed in another direction. "About twenty light-years in this direction, there's another star. On a planet near that star is a civilization. We Silver Saint People call it 'Greta.' It's a Level 1.5 civilization."
"Twenty light-years! My god! How long would that take to fly?!" Su Yu was startled by Link's words.
Twenty light-years! Even traveling at the speed of light would take twenty years.
The Flying Speed of God-tier Peak experts was nowhere near the speed of light. Flying through a vacuum, even with ample psionic supply, they could at most reach ten thousand times the speed of sound—3,400,000 meters per second, roughly one percent of light speed.
Even at one percent of light speed, it would take two thousand years to get there!
Two thousand years! Could they really survive the journey?
Link had not carefully calculated the travel time earlier, but now that he did the math in his head, he was immediately shocked as well!
Flying for two thousand years!
Forget lifespan—where was he supposed to find enough psionic supply to