"The jump is completed, the coordinates of the target star field are locked - number N73, the edge of the 'Hidden Mist Zone'."
Cold electronic synthesized sounds echoed in the cockpit. Qin Zhiyuan's fingertips traced the light blue holographic projection on the control panel. The lines representing gravitational waves and dark matter flow were beating at an extremely unstable frequency. Outside the window was a deep purple nebula that was too thick to melt away, like spilled ink smearing on the canvas. Occasionally, fine starlight penetrated the fog, but turned into fleeting fluorescence the moment it touched the shield of the spacecraft, very much like the fireflies he had seen in Ember City - at that time, he was just a librarian who had just traveled through time and couldn't even tell the difference between a spirit body and a machine.
