The sun slowly set, and once again the night enveloped this desolate wasteland.
The sky was full of twinkling stars, densely sprawled across the night sky, yet they didn't bring any sense of vastness to Cheng Ye. Instead, it felt like a heavy curtain pressing down overhead, with the starlight exuding an unreal illusion.
The higher you go, the more severe the space distortion?
Cheng Ye pondered Yu Yong's words repeatedly. If that were true, wouldn't humanity be completely trapped on this planet, with no chance to leave this wasteland?
No wonder those superhumans who had long reached the level of the immortals, possessing the power to turn rivers and seas, remained on Earth.
With their capabilities, not to mention exploring farther galaxies, developing Mars should be a piece of cake. Now it seems that the barriers of space disturbance have severed all possibilities of external exploration.
"The starships scattered within the Black Zone..."
