The shuttle's engine started, with dazzling halos spreading out from the edge of the anti-gravity generator, creating ripples in the perpetually foggy atmosphere of the Gray Dwarf Star. This nimble craft slipped through the radar blind spots at the city's edge, accelerating along a beam of sunlight towards the orbit.
Old Qiao sensed strange "noise" within his logic chip, a stir of thoughts and emotions that seemed alien to his consciousness, causing unease and persistent doubts that made him increasingly restless.
He attributed these "malfunctions" to the damage sustained in his previous encounter with that eerie giant—and the impact from being thrown to the ground by that "little creature."
The repair of his body needed to be completed as quickly as possible.
This thought beat in his mind repeatedly, overshadowing all other chaotic notions in his head at times.
Yet he occasionally questioned—had Luo really died?
