In the starry sky, the Grey Fin, in stealth state, began to adjust the ship, veering to the right. It then flew towards the distant starry sky, becoming increasingly distant from the twin planets behind it.
....
Second day, noon.
The Grey Fin was sailing silently.
Due to the special terrain, it couldn't fly at superluminal speed; it could only proceed at a normal pace.
At this time, a subordinate pushed a dinner cart into the command room and said to Su Mo and others,
"Commander, it's time to eat."
"Mm, good job, everyone. Let's rotate and have lunch now."
Su Mo issued orders to everyone.
"Okay!"
Everyone responded in unison.
Thus, everyone began to chat while eating.
"After sailing for so long, we're finally seeing something normal."
"No doubt, to be honest, I've always been on edge."
"Who isn't?"
...
Su Mo chatted with Gris while eating custard,
