A colossal spacecraft hovered in the port, making Hao Ren feel as though he would never need to watch Hollywood again.
It was difficult to judge the ship's true size with the naked eye. To Hao Ren, its long axis looked like a mountain range suspended in the port. The ship was painted light blue, with a base color of light gray and silver-white visible beneath the paint. He had no idea whether it had looked that way from the beginning or had undergone some modifications. Overall, the spacecraft was wedge-shaped, broader at one end and narrower at the other, though the change in size was very gradual. Two perpendicular intersecting lines divided the ship from bow to stern into four completely symmetrical sections. Thinking of the catamarans built by people on Earth, Hao Ren felt it ought to be called a "quadrimaran." The broader end faced the interior of the Fourth Connection Port, while the narrower end faced the starport's opening and the distant, brilliant stars beyond. Complex light signals moved across the ship's hull, giving the impression of fireflies.
Beneath the spacecraft were the four immense steel beams of the Fourth Connection Port—though they certainly weren't made of steel. The spaces between the four giant beams were filled with transparent crystalline body. Anyone standing on them would probably feel as though one misstep might send them drifting into space. The beams emitted a constant, faint glow. It wasn't particularly bright, but it seemed to resonate with the lights on the hull of the spacecraft hovering above.
"That's a force-field restraint system." The young guide had realized long ago that Hao Ren was seeing a scene like this for the first time, and she had been introducing everything around them with impeccable professionalism. "The four main beams keep the