Interstellar Superpower Out of Control
Ouyang Xuejin stood at the spaceport exit of the Third Colony, looking up at the grayish-purple sky.
It wasn’t the starry sky she had imagined.
The sky here was fake, an image projected onto the dome. The real sky lay beyond the shield, three thousand meters above, where they said you could see the Milky Way. But she’d been here for three months and hadn’t gone up there even once.
“Make way! Make way!”
Hurried footsteps sounded behind her. She stepped aside as a man in gray work clothes pushed a floating cargo rack past, nearly clipping her arm.
“Do you have eyes in the back of your head?” A curly-haired woman nearby yelled after him. Then she turned and noticed Ouyang Xuejin. She paused. “Hey, aren’t you that… the new girl?”
Ouyang Xuejin nodded.
