Time cruelly moved on, paying no heed to the many lives that wished for it to slow down…
At about ten meters away from their destination, the anti-gravitational system was keeping the shuttle barely afloat. Its rocket engine was too damaged to manage more than a slow crawl. But the reality was that they didn’t have the time to slowly inch towards their target.
Yao Yuan sat silently at his seat before getting up abruptly and rushing to the shuttle entrance. He yelled, “You two keep the shuttle balanced. You don’t need to pilot it, just keep it balanced!”
On the way to the door, Yao Yuan swiped a black box that was hanging on the wall. Before the two men realized what was happening, Yao Yuan was already prepared to jump out of the shuttle. Secured only by a safety cable, Yao Yuan held in one hand the black box and in the other an army knife as he jumped over the distance that separated them from the heart of the plants.
