February 4, 2506. Fourth Field, Heavy Karma, Beta-4 C27· F591。

This is an Olympic-class civil aviation ship, the Titanic, built by Peacockstein Airlines. It is now operated by Nochild Civil Airlines.

Since the official civil aviation of the empire only operates upward and downward routes, that is to say, if you want to go to the same level of the region, you must go to the upper terminus, and then get off from the terminus. Even if your destination is right next to you.

Therefore, most people will choose to mix and achieve third-party civil aviation. This is not to say that third-party civil aviation is a black car, and those that can operate in the Imperial Starport are companies with complete procedures.

If there are some problems with the procedures, they will send people to Xinggang to solicit customers.

An Baixue remembered Fei Lin's warning and ignored these people at all. After exiting the exit, you will enter the entrance of the Star Port Hall. I bought a ticket and boarded the Titanic, a third-party civil ship.

Eating rusty rivets and peeling coatings, An Baixue even doubted whether the ship could still be used.

Probably because I have been in contact with more warships of the Empire, I subconsciously feel that all space ships should be so brand new. Actually, it's better to say that this is the general state.

Long Qicong didn't care about this, and led An Baixue to find his own small private room.

The ships of the empire, for unknown reasons, were equipped only with seats. But these third-party companies are much more humane, and there are private rooms to choose from. Of course, the price is also more expensive, and there are even several different grades of private rooms.

The two found their own box, which had two small beds on the left and right, and a small table at the head of the bed. The sheets and bedding are pure white, so it looks cleaner. Long Qicong sat on the bed, the soft sponge was very comfortable.

Sponge?

Long Qi opened it and took a look, sure enough! The underneath of the bed is not an artificial cheek, it is a high-quality natural sponge. It's not as luxurious, and it's not as cheap as an industrial product. But there is a grade invisibly, which is reflected.

In addition, there are crystal sconces on the walls covered with patterned wallpaper, and an oil painting.

Seeing this, An Baixue couldn't help but complain: "With this money, isn't it good to repair the ship?" ”

Long Qicong lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and said, "If the spaceship is repaired a few times, it will be enough to buy another one." It doesn't cost much to decorate a few boxes. ”

"Ahh That's right. ”

After that, An Baixue stopped talking, so as not to disturb Long Qicong's sleep. An Baixue lay on her side on the bed, leaning against the porthole, looking out.

The stars are brilliant and the universe is vast.

An Baixue couldn't imagine that there were countless people living around every photoelectric in the universe. A feeling of insignificance arises.

When the time was up, the Titanic civil ship slowly sailed away from Starport. After leaving the starport safe distance, start the jump engine. From the Titanic's point of view, it was as if the entire ship was slowly sailing into a kaleidoscope.

An Baixue looked at Long Qicong a little nervously, but fortunately, Long Qicong did not have any abnormalities. The Titanic slowly drove into the rift in space and into the Jump Fault. Eventually, it completely disappeared into real space.

After entering the imaginary space, after confirming Long Qicong's condition, An Baixue paid attention to the porthole again.

Titanic is still diving, moving farther and farther away from real space in space-time coordinates. The scene An Baixue saw was colorful at first, as if falling into a kaleidoscope, but slowly, darkness enveloped the entire horizon.

What can be seen and what cannot be seen is darkness. Only in the distance seemed to be a halo of light that shimmered, and it was the Titanic's order field. Ensure that the Titanic is not eroded by the imaginary space.

The deeper you dive into the imaginary space, the faster you will be able to jump. At the same time, the more difficult it is to float, and the stronger the erosion of imaginary spaces. Civil ships generally do not dive too deep, only to a point where all aspects are more balanced.

refers to efficiency and cost.

When the porthole was completely plunged into darkness, the civil aviation ship had already officially entered the imaginary space and jumped into the fault area. Then it was as if the ship was forbidden.

There is only a water cup on the table, and the water inside is more than one direction of fine ripples, as if it can also show that the civil aviation ship is still moving forward at the moment.

When An Baixue commented on the glass of water, the ripples quickly calmed down. After looking away, the water in the cup began to ripple again. An Baixue reached out to take it, and the closer her hand got to it, the calmer the water in the cup became.

It's amazing.

Never to study the water cup again, An Baixue was bored and fell asleep unconsciously. I don't know how long I slept before An Baixue woke up leisurely. I slept with a headache, held my forehead, and wanted to drink water.

But before he could stretch out his hand, he paused suddenly. What you can see through the eyes is the surface of the water in the glass, calm and eerie. An Baixue hurriedly looked out of the porthole, and it was still pitch black.

Will the jumping ship stop in the void? An Baixue didn't know, but her intuition told her that something was wrong.

An Baixue jumped out of bed and put on her high-heeled sandals. Let the spiritual power enter the state of standby and breathe it out deeply. Hold close to the door and place your hand on the handle.

He didn't open the door as soon as possible, but used his spiritual power to strengthen his hearing and listen to the sounds outside. This is passive perception and cannot be detected. If this is a military ship, it can probably be heard, but the standard for civilian use is not so high.

Trying her best to listen, An Baixue heard the sound of footsteps. It's getting closer, and it's very mixed, which shows that there are a lot of people. Waiting until the footsteps had completely passed, An Baixue cautiously opened the door of the box.

Open a gap, poke out slightly, and peek outside. The people of the past have not gone far. An Baixue poked her head out and chased her gaze out.

What caught my eye were two conspicuous spiritual power swords, two people in robes holding long swords, escorting a group of people.

Those seem to be flight attendants, and although they are not quite the same as the Empire's flight attendant uniforms, the same design can still be seen.

What's the situation? Some of them didn't react.

After thinking about it for a while, An Baixue gave up the idea of chasing him out to investigate. Retreated, closed the door, and woke up Long Qicong, who was still asleep.

"Little congregation, wake up!"

Long Qicong rubbed his eyes and woke up slowly. Before I could ask what was wrong, I realized that something was wrong.

"The ship stopped?"

An Baixue nodded, and then said: "It seems that something is wrong, a group of people have just passed outside, and the flight attendants have been escorted away with swords." Those people have spiritual powers, could they have been robbed? ”

Long Qicong was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and did not rule out this possibility. Immediately jumped out of bed, walked to the door, opened a gap slightly, poked his head out, and looked left and right.

After confirming that there was no one outside, Long Qicong immediately dodged out. An Baixue also followed closely and left the box. The two of them walked to the head of this section of the cabin, and the door was locked. I can't open it.

An Baixue wanted to use her spiritual power to unlock the door, but was stopped by Long Qicong.