The journey began very smoothly, according to the flight plan made by the pilot's wrench, they only spent half the time of the scheduled voyage, they had arrived at the lifeless 'Turbo Cross' supply planet, and after a simple maintenance of the machine and replenishment of supplies, they immediately set off towards the vast sea of stars.

"The rest of the journey will be deserted." Lilac was excited to get out of this damn galaxy after seeing those dull and boring machine bombs. That's Arthur's true state of mind.

But three days later, with a tooth-aching sound of metal twisting, the Voyage's Leap Engine ceased to work, and continues to this day.

In the meantime, Eddie and Wrench tried everything they could to fix it, but they couldn't even figure out what was wrong with the engine.

Arthur gave up his struggle with the driver's wrench and angrily returned to the conference table in the function room, where the entire team gathered together as usual with nothing to do.

Lilac frowned and did not spread the pocket in his hand, and he reclined on his wide sofa, his head tilted back and made a loud snoring sound, and he sat on a chair in the far corner, he was hidden, and he could not see his face, only the two red rings on the fingers of his hands emitted a blood-red strange light.

He touched a pair of rings, pulled out a thin red line, and danced with both hands to circle the coil out of various images, one moment round like the fat face of the raging hu, the other long wings like lilacs, as soon as the Barekas man walked into the room, the thread twisted and twisted in the air, the long flat snout, pointed ears, it looked like Arthur's wolf head.

"You should be a painter, not a killer." Arthur counted the shadowless people.

"Yes, thank you, but I think both." The undead made strange noises but couldn't see anyone, and in mid-air, I saw the thin line continue to dance.

"Not necessarily, considering that you have to keep your fingers sound when painting and killing, you will only make both of them history in your life, and even if you are lucky, if you dare to paint my face again, I will be happy to help you achieve your plan of early retirement." Arthur muffled.

"Well, if you insist." The sound of the dead and the red shadow in his hand disappeared in an instant, Arthur stared at the chair he was sitting on, unable to detect whether he was still sitting there, he was angry in his heart, but he couldn't attack it, so he had to snort heavily.

"Arthur, don't question the wrench anymore, he has no responsibility for this, believe me, there is nothing he can do about it." Eddie sat in a chair in the middle of the conference table, with a holographic space computer from Fantasy Technology in front of him, his face tired, the two pink tentacles on the top of his head bent downward, he was engrossed in the light keys, but he did not forget to say a word to his pilot who had been harassed by Arthur.

"He's a pilot, and now the spacecraft can't fly, who am I looking for if I don't look for him? If he can't do anything about it, then I ask, who is responsible? As soon as Arthur heard Eddie's soft, pure Cande tone, an inexplicable fire rose in his heart.

"There's nothing wrong with the spacecraft, it's just that the jump engine has failed, and we're still flying through the conventional engine, converting antimatter energy and sending it to the power bay to drive the quantum engine, you should know the danger of this work. The wrench did everything he could, and now he has him in the cockpit keeping a close eye on the data, and we have to make sure we are safe first. ”

"Safety? Are you talking about a legendary story that happened on this hapless ship? A conventional engine can't afford a normal jump even if it's running at high load for a year, and where are we now? Without Eddie's consent, he pulled the holographic screen that the little Kand was operating from mid-air to the center of the conference table and expanded it with both hands, while Add stopped what he was doing, and he grabbed the screen, not minding.

"This is the damn Andro Sea you're going to!" Arthur pointed to a corner of the star map on the holographic screen and raised his voice at the last three words.

"And here we are!" His finger slid along the star map to a blinking point on the screen.

"There are no planets, no supply points, and no space ports to dock in! And we set out from 'Thoclos', and we should turn back immediately when we encounter such a thing, it is you, and it is your so-called decision that has caused us to lose our precious survival time for no reason! If this continues, we will starve to death on this ship once we run out of supplies. He said angrily.

"The good news is that the hull of this ship is made from the remains of the Ascendant, and when people discover this eternal cosmic coffin eons later, they may not know that a doom-ridden Kander traveling party has discussed the question of forward or backward here, and once they know the real reason why we are starved to death, they will definitely be laughed at in their bellies!" Arthur almost roared at the end.

"We discussed this a few days ago, Arthur." Lilac chimed in.

"It was a show of hands, and you didn't object to it as you do now." The fairy man somewhat understands Arthur's emotions that have gradually become out of control in recent days.

In the Barekas family's survival creed, it is understandable to die on the battlefield or in the garden of the god of war in their hometown, but if they are starved to death without fierce resistance during their travels, such a death is probably the most feared by the wolf-headed people as warriors.

"That's because you made sure that the old pathway map was correct! And now the facts put all this in question! I'd like to ask if that ultra-long-range communication base still exists, and the Voyage is currently heading at the angle at which it was launched, but we don't receive any path signal, not even a little! ”

"Maybe it's damaged...... Eddie said.

"Space junk, temperature, aging, destruction, and let's not forget the ubiquitous illegals of old cargo ship people. The communication pedestal in this old picture may have been dismantled and stolen years ago, and we gambled the lives of a boatload of people on it, and even if that damn pedestal is really still there, how are you going to fix it? You don't have the title of 'universal repairman' on your resume! ”

"We're here when the engine fails......" Add pointed his little finger at a spot in the holostar map, feeling the need to stop the werewolf's complaints.

"Forty-seven lights away from Clos, with three months' supplies on the spacecraft, it is impossible to arrive alive anyway, if we return, the only chance to survive is to happen to meet a spaceship on the same course, and our rescue signal will happen to be received by them in the gap between the migration, such a chance is far from the actual situation of going to the base station to send a request for help to the Travel Committee."