"Subspace storm!"
The voice in the communicator was like a clap of thunder, shattering the calm within the cabin in an instant.
Captain Jin's face changed dramatically as he turned and rushed to the command center.
Ajun sat stiffly on the bed, paler than before, and Dr. Wang clutched the medical kit tightly, his eyes full of panic—every interstellar traveler knew the terror of a subspace storm.
In the command center, alarms were already blaring sharply, and red warning lights flashed frantically, casting everyone's faces into flickering shadows.
The crew gathered around the control panel, fingers flying over the screen, unable to hide the tension on their faces: "Captain! The storm is only three thousand kilometers away from us, at the current speed, it will catch up with us in ten minutes!"
"Energy flow is chaotic, the Star Ruler Navigation Instrument is fluctuating, and positioning is starting to deviate!"
