The transport craft slowly rose into the air, then accelerated, accelerated again. As it passed through the atmosphere, the transport craft's Energy Shield rubbed against the air, creating a magnificent sight.
"Damn, that speed." Yang Bo knew how fast it had to be to generate friction with the atmosphere during takeoff. Astronauts on Earth needed long periods of specialized training, yet even then, many of them were injured after several trips.
The transport craft soon passed through the atmosphere, and the enormous spaceport appeared before Yang Bo for the first time. It looked like a stiff giant crab. Yang Bo had originally assumed the spaceport's glow came from reflected starlight, but it did not. It was simply lighting.
"Damn, this Energy System is insane. Then again, the most advanced mechas already have Antimatter Batteries. Even the Third Generation Mechas in my game have nuclear fusion batteries." The transport craft docked against one of the crab's legs in a graceful maneuver.
The liquid inside the Energy Shield cabin vanished. How long had that taken?
On the floor inside the spaceport, rows of green arrows pointed the way. Yang Bo and the others rode in a train-like vehicle that followed the arrows, still wearing the clothes they had come up in.
Fatty Boss said, "Interstellar travel is extremely dangerous. There are silent particle storms and High-Energy Rays. Of course, there's a high chance that nothing will happen during a single voyage, but one recorded spacecraft was hit by High-Energy Rays more than 280 times during a month-long journey."
"Gene Evolvers have superpowers in their bodies, so they can endure much more. But when the impacts are that frequent, even they have to put on Protective Suits." Fatty Boss regarded Yang Bo differently. First, Yang Bo had no psychological burden when killing small