Baixiu took Gu Xiaoman and left the Temple of Light in Xiyin City.
But not long after, Baixiu left and returned.
"Miss ng, the person you are waiting for is not just Xiaoman, nor is it just ."
Bai Xiu took a deep breath, stood in front of the majestic and blazing light throne, and asked seriously: "I ca here this ti to ask... Is that person still alive?"
ng Xizhou looked complicated.
The picture shown in the Forbidden Library varies from person to person.
And the word fate is indescribably wonderful.
Sotis, just one word can change the fate of countless people.
"I can't say."
ng Xizhou thought for a mont, shook her head, and said solemnly: "Mr. Bai Xiu, it doesn't matter who I'm waiting for. What matters is... I can feel that that day is coming soon."
That day...is it coming soon?
Baixiu wanted to say sothing, but finally stopped.
these four years.
He visited almost every 【Old World] ruins along the border of Beizhou. Mu Wanqiu gave him an extrely detailed and complete map. He went to explore every doubtful point marked on the map... … There are indeed remaining fragnts of starship civilization in those places, but no matter how hard I search, I can’t find any clues about [Candle Extinguishing】.
There is no suitable kindling.
Unable to touch the source.
Even if you are as stunningly talented as Baixiu, you are still blocked by this natural chasm.
Why doesn't he want to break into the Tower of Source... But even ng Xizhou, who has slted the light fire, is not sure to face Qingwu. Now, what can he do to participate in this divine battle?
"I want to go to the Forbidden Library again."
Take a deep breath.
Xiaoxiu looked at the goddess of light in front of her.
If fate really revealed sothing to him, if that legendary bow was really destined for him...
Then he wants to try again.
Try again, can you find a ray of light in the endless darkness?
…
…
"How long has it been since we left our hotown...?"
"Four years and six months."
"Tsk, you rember it so clearly, do you want to go back?"
"Hush, be silent! The bishop is coming soon!"
In the deep sky, the stars are dim, and a huge blue starship is sailing in the void. The airflow is turbulent and is blocked by the source energy shield. The interior of the starship is only slightly bumpy.
Several cabin cleaning staff were whispering.
But soon the sound stopped abruptly, and several figures walked down the corridor in the distance. Bishop Ranveer would visit this area every week, but today, Ranveer and several believers stood respectfully behind one person. The attitude is more respectful and flattering than that of the cleaning staff.
"Lord Haitong, we are still 20% short of the progress of this week's collection task. When the starship docks in the windless zone, the difficulty of collecting mithril will be greatly reduced. Can I apply for a delivery extension?"
Saint Haitong paused.
After leaving Nanzhou, the starship was cut off from external energy supply.
Traveling in the 【Old World】 is not an easy task. Even if the starship has an independent energy production system, if you want to provide for the survival of ten thousand people, it is not enough to rely solely on the ecosystem within the starship to proliferate on its own.
The Storm requires regular moorings.
The extraordinary beings of the church will take this opportunity to drive an airship from the docking port and collect enough mithril in the windless zone, as well as extraordinary fuel containing source matter.
The forr is a raw material for repairing ship cabins.
The latter is a temporary reserve when the ecosystem cannot supply it.
In the event of an unexpected incident, these extraordinary fuels can co in handy.
At the beginning of the voyage, the Tempest could completely afford the loss of these energy sources. Even if it was occasionally attacked by a small seismic storm, there would be no pressure... But as ti went by, everyone on the ship gradually realized the difficulty of escaping in the starship era. .
Because when the Church of Storms selected "escapees
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