30 minutes later, Francis signed a contract with the administrative manager. From then on, for a year, the Bounty Tribe would undertake commission from the Silver Alliance. It was the first time Francis had contracted with a different force.

The green shuttle was not only changed back to red but also reduced its purchase price from one hundred million to its original price of seventy million.

For the Silver Alliance, the reduced cost of thirty million was less than 100 Federal Coins daily. It was like buying a worry-free insurance for the local workers, which was definitely a good deal.

To prepare for any emergency, Feng Yi purchased a laser cannon as a deterrent weapon for his shuttle. He wasn't afraid of anything else, he was just wary of running into space pirates. After all, the journey from Freedom Port in Maraca to Death Planet was long and involved navigating through Bermuda and other galaxies.

Due to the weight of the laser weapon, the engine power output had to be increased by 3%. This seemingly insignificant 3% increase could be significant over time. It was already the highest configuration for a light shuttle. On this matter, the beautiful manager without hesitation reduced the price to cost price, after all, she had to maintain long term cooperation with the Bounty Guild.

Looking at the twenty-meter-long red shuttle, Feng Yi felt a stir in his heart. He had once dreamed of roaming the universe in a mobile suit. But now, another dream was taking its place.

Luckily, the four-dimensional Space Crystal on him could house this light shuttle, saving much transportation trouble. The day before setting off, Feng Yi inspected the shuttle several times, including the gravity system, the power system, the defense system, the communication system, and the Core Intelligent Brain. Everything was in order, which satisfied him. In addition, this light shuttle, code-named cck51a3, was equipped with a milligram of antimatter for emergency warp acceleration, which was incredibly thoughtful.

Feng Yi named his beloved shuttle "Blazing Flame". When the name was confirmed, a pleasant electronic synthetic voice sounded through the shuttle: "Blazing Flame has a new name now, I'm so happy, waiting for your commands, master."

"One coffee, please." Feng Yi said, as he manually turned off the somewhat childish interactive Intelligent Brain system. The electronic voice immediately changed into a simple "Yes, sir."

A steaming cup of coffee popped out from the cockpit immediately. Feng Yi was pleased; keeping energetic was essential for a long journey. At that moment, he was entirely focused.

The spaceport was crowded. Many gaudy looking girls occasionally gave glances at Feng Yi's shuttle. Some even brazenly winked and flirted, the private shuttle was just too attractive. Even though it was only twenty meters long and couldn't accommodate many people, it was far superior to civilian shuttles in terms of appearance and style. Whoever was inside was definitely wealthy—no, a handsome rich man. What a splendid night it would be to spend in a shuttle with such a lover.

Under the many hot stares from the ladies, the shuttle slowly ascended into the sky with the engine roaring.

Looking up at the sky, Francis wore a nostalgic smile that required no worry, as if to say, "Brother, do what you love. I'll support your choice no matter what; you can rest assured here."

As a best friend, perhaps that was the greatest comfort Francis could give to Feng Yi. However, Feng Yi couldn't hear what Francis was yelling halfway through the ascent. Still, by reading his lips, it was evident that the rascal was saying, "if you don't come back, that woman named Sheng Qiangwei will be mine."

Responding to Francis, Feng Yi flipped him off, and of course, didn't hide the swear word he was mouthing.

Not too long after, Blazing Flame slowly exited the atmosphere. With a brief flash of the engine flame, a dazzling trail of plasma waves formed at the rear of the shuttle.

When it came to piloting the shuttle, Feng Yi was a complete layman. However, he went through plenty of studying within these few days. The basic knowledge he'd gained was pretty much enough, although he was still far from a skilled pilot. He wasn't worried about getting lost, though, due to the self-navigation mode of the intelligent system.

Even at its fastest, a light shuttle needed at least a week to reach peak speed. As Blazing Flame lacked a reverse engine, the continuous acceleration time would be relatively long. Under 16 times the gravity, the blue waves quickly faded in the starry skies of Maraca.

Although the cruising speed had already exceeded 100 Mach, looking into outer space, Feng Yi still felt as if he was stationary. The universe was vast, the ultimate masterpiece. The magnificent galaxies both fascinated and awed him. Glancing around, Feng Yi felt completely directionless. His shuttle, surrounded by galaxies, seemed like a lone boat in the vast ocean, guided only by an unmoving red giant star.

As time passed, the red giant star gradually receded, eventually morphing into an inconspicuous twinkling star on the horizon.

Thus, the shuttle had completely left the domain of the red giant star, entering the truly magnificent galaxy. The panoramic star chart indicated a clear Red Cloud warning. The shuttle had entered the Red Cloud braking area, a universe dust area formed by dark matter accumulated over countless years, significantly limiting flying speed. Although the human body couldn't detect the change, the dark matter detection equipment could not escape scanning.

Affected by the law of universal gravitation, the smallest area of the lumpy Red Cloud would be .00862 light years. This significantly limited speed, and moreover, the Red Cloud was also an ill omen in the universe. Once in a Red Cloud, the navigation system would not be able to transmit or receive any information, microscopic dust would cause all navigation functions to stall temporarily. This was an unforeseen event in outer space and horrifying.

If you've frequented hotels on your travels, you would have undoubtedly heard about corner rooms. For those who travel on interstellar flights often, they were likely familiar with the term Red Cloud, even if they'd never experienced it themselves. This was the infamous 'Cosmic version of Ghost Guilt'.

Lost in the Red Cloud, a navigation-less Space Shuttle relied on proton twists technology for a general direction, but couldn't lock in an actual coordinate. You wouldn't even know whether the movement is helping move out of or deeper into Red Cloud. You wouldn't know what lies ahead; you could use the gravitational sensing system to detect black holes, use energy sensing technology to predict a space fissure, but there was no way to sense a disordered magnetic field's faux-jump point. There would be no telling where you'd be if you accidentally slip into a wormhole. Although the probability was lower than winning the lottery, there had been actual cases.

Conversely, the earliest cases took place at Earth's Bermuda Triangle. It was not a parallel space or another dimension, rather it was the terrifying 'Space Ghost Drift'.

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