In the boundless expanse of space, an enormous metal ring resembled a gateway through spacetime.
The Interastral Peace Corporation had installed countless such Warp Tunnels throughout the galaxy, making communication between civilizations no longer difficult.
Qlipoth, the Aeon of Preservation, built barriers between civilizations, yet its followers in the Interastral Peace Corporation bored holes through those barriers. The two approaches seemed to contradict each other.
Yet Qlipoth tacitly permitted this behavior. Emanators of Preservation had even emerged within the Interastral Peace Corporation. It was truly intriguing.
At that moment, Chu Mu was in front of a Warp Tunnel three light-years from Jarilo-VI.
After recovering from the pain, Chu Mu suddenly felt dazed.
He had slept for four years, yet upon waking again, it felt as though only an instant had passed.
One moment, he had been playing video games with Silver Wolf. The next, he had arrived four years in the future.
His body still looked six and a half years old, just as it had when he left Belobog.
Yet the people he had left behind had now grown four years older. Xiao Bu, Seele, his teacher Natasha, the Old Director, Uncle Oleg... were they all doing well?
At that moment, Chu Mu deeply understood the enormous gulf between interstellar civilizations and planetary civilizations!
Kafka had once told him that age was meaningless in the Sea of Stars. This was precisely why.
By entering the Sea of Stars, Chu Mu had placed a tragically thick barrier between himself and the people he knew in Belobog.
Perhaps, when the boy set foot on his homeland again years later, all he would find would be a few lonely graves holding the bones of those he had known.
Such a thing was by no means impossible.
If he had spent forty years