We didn't run into any carrion spores or carbon-based decay along the way.
That wasn't surprising at all.
After all, spatial species were famous throughout the universe as garbage-cleanup experts.
Ascension impurities, cosmic disasters, dark-matter remnants, disaster corpses, all kinds of kitchen waste—place an order with one click, clean it up with one click.
Compared with spatial species, temporal species were also a huge headache. They were even more troublesome than garbage experts: they were smuggling experts. Whether it was time travel, smuggling across parallel spacetime, or timeline jumps, these "snakeheads" could always find a way through.
So no matter how mysterious and high-class spacetime species seemed in the eyes of outsiders,
in the eyes of the actual authorities, they were standard criminal reservists.
Why were the vast majority of the Spacetime Administration's personnel spacetime species?
Besides the fact that their bloodlines were naturally suited to working as spacetime agents, there was also this reason: rather than let these beings run wild everywhere, it was better to gather them together.
After all, they either had to come ashore or go out to sea. There was no middle ground.
Gao Gong finally saw Gete, that giant bug, again.
Compared with back then, he had clearly changed beyond recognition.
His enormous torso resembled a fragment of a star that had been forcibly twisted. Noncontinuous carapace covered its surface; the plates were arranged without any discernible pattern, their edges sharp as shattered spatial mirrors.
Its head was difficult to define. It looked like a spatial rift that was constantly opening and closing. There were no visible eyes, but where its face should have been, space itself was severely distorted, producing a lensing effect like an invisible gravitational vortex. Any gaze directed at it felt as if it were being sucked in and disintegrated.