At the Proxima Centauri wormhole.
Space suddenly twisted, and a pitch-black vortex appeared, opening a deep passage through spacetime.
Whoosh! A small shuttle shot out of the center of the vortex!
"Pfft! Pfft!" Inside the shuttle's cockpit, the first visitor from the Solar System let out excited cries!
Like a pilot, Eight Stripes was strapped into a tiny seat with a cross-shaped safety harness. At that moment, it was beside itself with excitement over passing through the wormhole!
I'm the first creature from the Solar System to reach another star system! Ever heard of Yang Liwei? Ever heard of Armstrong?
Eight Stripes! Remember that name! The greatest traveler in history has been born! And this name is destined to go down in the history books! Immortalized forever!
Thirty minutes later, a warship followed behind the small shuttle, slowly emerging from the wormhole...
Nie Yun and the Winged Race's Ranger had broken out of the minefield, survived all manner of traps, and passed through the wormhole. At last, they had arrived in the Proxima Centauri Sector!
The Winged Race warship was in a sorry state. Its once-smooth hull was blackened all over, with several gaping holes blasted through it. It looked utterly battered!
"So this is... the Proxima Centauri system..." Seated in the captain's chair, Nie Yun gazed at the distant star glowing dark red and could not help letting out a deeply satisfied sigh of admiration.
Catherine assumed he was marveling at their narrow escape from death. She smiled and said, "Yes, we've finally escaped the Solar System. Captain, what should we do next? Shall we contact our allies here immediately?"
"Heh! Yes! Of course! And we won't just contact them-we'll make sure everyone hears us!" Nie Yun turned his gaze away from Proxima Centauri, amusement in his eyes.
"Send