"It should be the boundary."
The Corpse Princess Terminal raised her hand and pointed at the image transmitted by the external monitor, a trace of astonishment in her voice.
Hao Ren stared dumbfoundedly at the image from outside the ship. Only after a long while did he let out a sigh. "...It really feels like waking from a long dream."
Giant Turtle Rock Platform glided lightly through a silent, bizarrely surreal stretch of outer space. Its speed had already dropped to nearly the low cruising speed used within an atmosphere. The boundary of this world appeared around the ship, its scenery resembling a starry sky children had sketched in a dream: strange, simple, and blunt.
Countless celestial bodies swept past outside the ship. They were tiny and dazzlingly multicolored.
Hao Ren and the Corpse Princess Terminal arrived at the observation deck on the upper section of Giant Turtle Rock Platform, experiencing the border of this false world firsthand. He saw clusters of glowing spheres floating in space, with delicate patterns or halos drawn across them. Stars less than a meter in diameter and gaseous planets the size of eggs flew past him like projections in a holographic planetarium. They followed precise orbits, shining as they flickered in and out of existence. Some planets resembling marbles flew straight toward them. They had no mass or durability, and when they touched Giant Turtle Rock Platform's hull, they sparked and shattered like a disrupted television image before dissolving away. Hao Ren reached into a blindingly bright "star." He felt a faint warmth and a tingling sensation like electricity passing through him. The star was disrupted, and after trembling for a moment, it silently vanished.
"This is the boundary of the world." The Terminal stood among the stars, their hazy starlight reflected in her