A month later.
Most of the personnel and equipment on the migration spacecraft Blue Space were transferred to the surface of the planet Walf.
A coastal region.
Standing on a rock wall that was 100 meters high, Mu Yunhua looked down at the development base built on both sides of a freshwater river as it buzzed with activity.
She listed to the whoosh of the sea breeze.
Mu Yunhua wore a protective suit. A trace of concern could be seen in the expression of her eyes.
"Will things really be OK if we go on like this? Can we proceed with construction with peace of mind?"
Why did she always feel a faint sense of uneasiness..? Even though there was no trace of development on this planet, it had huge amounts of resources.
Most of the crew were full of laughter and energy, imbued with motivation and bright positivity. But she never felt optimistic. Large, dark clouds hovered in her mind.
