The Black Sun Cult's teachings had always proclaimed that the Black Sun would eventually devour the red sun, and the world would ultimately return to darkness.
The missionaries who claimed to have received Divine Revelation declared-
Darkness was the kingdom of the Black Sun!
And now, the red sun really had vanished. Deep Blue Star lay dim, tinged a bluish black, no longer the boundless azure world it had once been.
The muggy climate had changed with it. Now the cold cut to the bone, and the moisture in the air felt like countless icicles piercing people's marrow.
Someone from Jarilo-VI like Chu Mu could withstand these temperatures well enough.
Deep Blue Star was only around ten degrees now. Compared to Belobog's twenty below zero, that was hardly anything.
But such an abrupt change in climate had an enormous impact on the human body.
Especially on the elderly.
After the Bosang had sailed for two days, Luwan fell ill from the cold.
Chu Mu went to his cabin to visit him.
"I'm old and useless now." Luwan's face was full of shame. "I haven't been any help to you. Instead, I've only caused you trouble."
"There's no need to be so formal. We're just giving you a lift along the way. Besides, you've already helped us a great deal." Chu Mu shook his head.
He changed the subject and asked:
"May I ask you something about Deep Blue Star's history?"
"Of course." Luwan nodded. "I've committed all the historical documents passed down by our civilization to memory. But I can only recount what they say. I can't guarantee their accuracy. After all, far too much of history has been altered."
Luwan's words revealed his rigor as a scholar.
Chu Mu knew he had found the right person. He had asked