After crawling through the narrow passage for who knew how long, she finally saw a glimmer of light ahead.
Tingyun poked her head out of the passage and looked around, only to find another long, narrow corridor.
Flames rose up, pointing toward the darkness ahead.
"..."
This seemed to be an endless journey.
Tingyun continued onward. After walking for some time, another hatch appeared before her.
The hatch opened, and Tingyun stepped through it, discovering that the scene around her had changed again.
It was no longer a cold, high-tech chamber. Everything had instead become ancient and rustic.
At the very front was a ship's wheel.
No one controlled it, yet it turned on its own, steering the vessel's course.
Bookshelves, cabinets, tables, and chairs stood nearby...
Through the glass window lay a dark yellow world, covered in towering, bizarre plants.
Tingyun's ship was sailing through this eerie environment.
"This..."
The flames blazed fiercely, pointing toward the ship's wheel as though urging Tingyun to grab it.
Seeing this, Tingyun stepped forward and placed her hands on it, taking control of the ship's direction.
Amid the enormous vegetation, the ship was like a fly, weaving through vast tangles of vines, branches, and leaves.
Tingyun's gaze involuntarily lowered.
Below the ship lay the bones of countless other creatures. Miserable, clawed hands with sharp nails emerged from the skeletons, trying to drag the vessel down.
Scorching fire swiftly surrounded the ship, burning those giant hands until they howled in agony.
Tingyun sailed through that world for several more months.
Herta Space Station.
Containment Section.
"Can you even do this?"
Yan Huan, dressed in a sterile suit, controlled flames and vines as he repaired the body of a foxian woman.
He looked at the female researcher opposite him, who was randomly hacking away