Yu Lian and his companions were in great shape—not just a little good, but very good.
He had just learned "Cosmic Awareness" from Racephorus, a miraculous technique for exploring the stars. So for the past few days, Yu Lian had commandeered the navigator's seat and had been having a blast trying it out.
Of course, on a small ship like the Street Cauldron, the captain and navigator were often one and the same, so none of his companions had to feel bad about losing their jobs.
He had to admit that, as a top-tier psychic technique known as "Cosmic Awareness," the user experience it gave him was in a league of its own compared with the "Void Awareness" from his past life. When Yu Lian opened his senses, the vast universe looked like a perfect three-dimensional geometric diagram. The invisible interplay of planetary gravity and cosmic radiation was laid out in the simplest of lines and points.
Within those clear geometric shapes, the lonely, boundless universe might be vast, but it felt as though none of its secrets could remain hidden. Yu Lian could always find the best, most effortless route. That was probably how he had managed to open up a lead on Giafir, who had been hot on their heels.
In his past life, he had belonged to the Ring of the Wanderer—in other words, the opposite of the Ring of Exploration. The two still had quite a bit in common, so he had studied navigation systematically and knew that, in this world with its crooked tech tree, navigators with extraordinary abilities were far more useful than clumsy, rigid computers. New routes were blazed step by step by psychic adventurers with supernatural intuition, sailing small ships and risking their lives. Only merchant ships on fixed routes relied on