Chapter 117 Cracks (I)
"Alert! High-energy material inside and outside the capital planet! Suspected to be a small space crack caused by an explosion! Alert!—" the guards shouted, "Patrol Starship No. 31, requesting support—"
"The area around the Capital Star's public starport is under lockdown. All combat personnel on the Capital Star are requested to be on standby—"
"Repeat, all combat personnel on the capital planet are requested to be on standby—"
"All civilian aircraft and ships are suspended. A temporary flight ban is in effect. In one hour, the security forces will conduct an abnormal energy investigation across the entire capital planet. All residents are requested not to leave their homes."
Tonight is a different kind of sleepless night.
The nights on the Capital Planet are never silent; neon lights blare all night long, and even into the wee hours of the morning, there are still many aircraft navigating the routes.
However, tonight, all civilian aircraft are prohibited from flying, and only small police starships are crossing the open channel with red and blue lights flashing.
Residents of the capital planet were ordered to stay home. Those farther from the Starport and Galaxy Manor, unaware of the situation, immediately logged onto the Starnet. Residents surrounding the Starport stood at their windows, gazing anxiously at the crack in the distant sky.
Hundreds of small starships gathered around the crack, ready for battle.
Humans have not yet mastered the technology to create space rifts and travel through space.
Although the Academy of Sciences has been conducting relevant research, there has been little progress.
It is still unknown whether this space crack is stable, where it will lead to, whether it will bring star beasts... or the invasion threat of black tide creatures.
The guards stood at attention. A plane carrying the Academy's experts arrived quickly. The skylight opened, and the detection equipment peered out. The expert had clearly rushed out of her home. She casually threw a coat over her floral pajamas and slipped the helmet-mounted device onto her head.
Her mental power was also released outwards, connected to the detection equipment through pipelines, forming a set of mental power-enhanced detectors.
"There are traces of strong energy fluctuations around the space," she said, typing out her observations on the screen. "The energy fluctuations belong to... black tide energy... and two types of human spiritual power."
"The mental power has been input into the awakened human mental power wave library for comparison."
"The threat level of the spatial rift is low and is shrinking inward... The energy leakage from the rift is decreasing and is expected to close in half an hour."
"According to the security team, a suspected aircraft has passed through a space rift. Existing data is insufficient to determine whether the aircraft successfully passed through the rift or where it landed. The estimated probability of survival... is less than one percent."
In the darkness, Mingyu opened his eyes.
He was dizzy and didn't come to his senses for a while.
The aircraft vibrated violently during the explosion. Mingyu felt like he was being quickly spun dry in a washing machine. The pain from the mental overload and the dizziness from the starship's vibrations hit him from both sides, causing him to lose consciousness just now.
He didn't know how long he'd been unconscious, but now that he was awake, the pain in his mind was gone, and only the taste of the mind-soothing agent lingered in his mouth. Mingyu reached out and touched his neck, finding that the bloody wounds on his neck had completely healed.
Obviously he had been treated well.
As he groped, his fingers touched a warm palm.
Mingyu blinked and his vision finally became clear.
He saw Mu Baixing at first sight.
The man was looking down at Mingyu, his gaze fixed on him. His palm was on the young man's neck, his fingertips pressing on Mingyu's pulse.
Again and again, steady and powerful.
Under Mingyu's gaze, Mu Baixing loosened his fingers slightly.
The young man tilted his head, as if he had just woken up from a sleep, and it was completely invisible that he had just experienced a thrilling escape from death.
Mingyu actually didn't have much sense of reality in his heart, and he couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality.
He first looked around the sleeping environment, and then sat up with one hand.
He had just been resting his head on Mu Boxing's thigh, and was covered in his coat. Mingyu put on Mu Boxing's coat. He still felt a dull pain in his spirit realm, and his body was very tired, but other than that, he didn't feel any more uncomfortable.
Mingyu then sat up and leaned back, turning Mu Baixing's human-shaped pillow into a human-shaped cushion.
The humanoid cushion automatically adjusted its position, stretched out its arms and wrapped them around Mingyu, allowing him to lean more comfortably.
Mingyu felt that the function of this cushion was very good, except that the cushion looked a little cold.
"Sorry." The cushion, which exuded coldness, spoke first.
He is late.
I was just about to miss the explosion.
It’s too late to win back Mingyu.
Or rather, he had arrived too late.
If it weren't for fate's favor, everything would have been beyond repair.
Mu Baixing lowered his eyes and said nothing. His fingers rubbed the skin on Mingyu's neck again, feeling the warmth of a living being on his beloved.
The designer was looking sideways at him.
"It's not too late, the timing is perfect," Mingyu said seriously. He paused and continued to complain softly, "But we don't have to commit suicide just because we're in love..."
Mu Baixing: “…”
"You will die." Mu Baixing's voice was cold, his words were straightforward, and his tone was suppressed and cold.
"I didn't have any choice." Mingyu said realistically.
From the time he was taken out of the banquet hall by Albin until the explosion, he had little time to think.
It's all based on instinct.
"Hey, so, Brother Mu, where are we?" The young man looked around and asked uncertainly, "This place looks a bit strange. Do you think we really died for love? There's no ferryman in this afterlife... Hey!"
Mu Baixing tightened his arms to hold the young man, bent down and kissed him to shut up his nonsense.
This was a kiss completely different from the previous ones.
The man's strength was great, his movements tinged with fear and apprehension. After a long and frantic period of taking, he became gentle again, sweeping across his mouth and lips like he was wiping a treasure...
Mingyu felt weak all over, gasping for breath, and completely died.
Well, the young man thought, there was a good chance he was still alive.
Because the dead cannot be kissed to the point of suffocation.
After a while, Mu Baixing finally let him go.
"This is a spatial crack." The man put his arm around Mingyu's waist, letting him lean against him. When he spoke again, he had regained his composure, his tone slightly relaxed. "The exact location is unknown."
"We are still alive now, but we may die wandering in the crevices due to lack of food and water."
Mingyu: “…”
Mingyu looked around.
Confirm that you are in an aircraft.
This should be the aircraft that Mu Boxing had been driving to find him. It had been affected by the explosion, and although the outer protective shell had dissolved, the inner bulkhead remained intact.
However, although the sealing was intact, the aircraft looked like a mineral water bottle that had been squeezed tightly and was completely distorted.
It was narrowest in the middle, and wrinkles appeared on the metal of the bulkhead, as if someone had pulled the front and rear ends of the aircraft, twisted them several times, and then flattened the aircraft inward from both ends.
All the seats in the aircraft are tilted and stacked one on top of the other, leaving very little space.
He and Mu Baixing sat in the most spacious area of this pitifully small space.
The man's back was pressed against the rear wall, his long legs pushing against the collapsing seat on the left, filling the empty space. Mingyu could imagine how Mu Boxing had held himself in his arms as the metal exterior of the aircraft was rapidly squeezed inward, using his mental strength and his own flesh and blood to try to open a small gap.
Mingyu even suspected that the place they were in was spacious enough because of Mu Baixing's support.
Mingyu stretched out his hand, took the treatment device that Mu Baixing had placed aside, and adjusted the treatment record.
The small healing device on this aircraft had almost run out of energy. Mingyu watched Mu Boxing scan his entire body. After his own wounds were treated, two more records of Mu Boxing's treatment were found.
Mingyu was silent for a while looking at the long list of fracture treatment records.
If the force squeezing the starship had not been relieved in time, he would have woken up to a lifeless, skeletal corpse.
The young man tilted his head and kissed Mu Baixing's cheek, then sighed with a hint of fear, "It's better to be alive."
Mu Baixing: “…”
He felt helpless and rubbed the back of Mingyu's neck.
The young man turned around and continued to look outside the aircraft through the cracked metal glass.
In the dim light, he saw a bizarre scene.
The aircraft was relying on inertia to move forward at the same high speed as when the explosion occurred. They were passing through a dark, tubular space. A dim light of chaotic colors occasionally flashed outside the window, briefly penetrating the foggy darkness and reflecting the appearance of the outside.
This is a space crack caused by a strong explosion. No one knows where it leads to, when it will close, or whether it will have an end.
Everything outside was distorted to some degree, presenting a form that Mingyu could not understand. He stared out the window for a long time and vaguely thought he saw a nebula.
Large swaths of brilliant colors flashed by, flickering on and off, as if they were passing through a narrow tube, traversing the vast expanse of the universe.
This is a very frightening and disturbing scene.
However, Mingyu did not want Mu Baixing to live and die with him, but the two of them had no way to change the current situation. Even if Mingyu wanted to, he could not send Mu Baixing away.
Instead of worrying about when you will die of hunger or thirst, it is better to chat.
"So, Brother Mu, how did you find me?" Mingyu asked curiously, "The energy field emitted by that black tide creature is always very strong, so the positioning of the monitoring device should be useless. How did you know where I was?"
Mu Baixing: "Spiritual power."
The mental sensitivity of the ship-shaped awakened human is very low. His mental power has always been used for attack, and it is impossible for him to be competent for the task of finding Mingyu's mental power fluctuations.
But their spiritual powers had once intertwined closely. It was a very special state, and the ripples of Mingyu's spiritual power were deeply imprinted in his mind. So, perceiving Mingyu's spiritual power was as natural as perceiving his own.
So when Mingyu's mental power emerged in large quantities, he sensed that familiar energy fluctuation.
Mingyu: "Then you must have been speeding all the way here!"
"Speeding fines on the Capital Planet are very high!" the young man said seriously, "Just wait until you get back to pay the exorbitant ticket!"
Mu Baixing: “…”
Mu Baixing didn't say anything.
"And both of us used a large amount of mental energy in the residential area of the Capital Planet without reporting it." Ming Yu's face fell. "This ticket will be even more expensive, and it also requires an explanation of the circumstances. It will take at least three pages to write it out... I don't know how the attack on the Ming family manor will be considered... Don't list me as a suspect later."
"And Albin." The young man muttered softly, "That black tide creature that attacked Albin... I don't know what happened to the people in the Ming family banquet hall. Senior Mulian and the others are still in there."
"Mu Lian is fine." Mu Baixing said simply, "He has communicated with Cui Xiaoduo."
"That's fine." Ming Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "And the Ming family..."
His voice paused.
The contents of the data chip that Albin had shown him came back to his mind.
"I'll tell you from the beginning, Brother Mu." The young man blinked, straightened up, and an expression of "even novels dare not write like this" appeared on his face.
"That Elbin from the Third Legion was parasitized by a high-level Black Tide creature on Labyrinth Star! He told me..."
Mu Baixing stretched out his hand.
He placed his fingers on Mingyu's lips, stopping the young man from speaking.
The man frowned slightly and said, "Mingyu."
"Don't act so relaxed." He looked into the young man's eyes and said calmly, "Rest for a while and tell me slowly."
"I am here."
"do not be afraid."
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