What is even stranger is that the sunlight is automatically focused on a large cylinder in the center of the cabin, and the cylinder begins to glow slightly.
I feel that there is something hidden in it, because the familiar spiritual energy field comes from it.
I stretched out my hands and stroked the cylinder made of cold synthetic metal. In an emergency, this synthetic metal containing dark matter can withstand a strong explosion when it is injected with enhanced magnetic energy.
Will it be her in it? I thought ominously, the thought wave immediately intercepted the spacecraft's control center, sending out a signal wave to open the cylinder, but there was no response.
In eagerness, I once again fully into the virtual material atomic molecular state, gently penetrated into the cylinder. It was a rare time when I was forced to use this nihilistic function, which caused severe pain throughout my body and consumed a great amount of spirit and energy.
I finally entered a transparent space and saw a person lying inside.
She lay here quietly, as if asleep, with a face like a moon and a robe like snow.
The bewitching eyes are closed tightly, the body has no breath, no pulse, no information of life, just like the crystal clear ice in winter.