As another squad mysteriously disappeared near the core cabin, an unease bordering on panic inevitably began to spread.
The current situation of drifting into an unknown star system and being trapped in deep space further intensified this panic.
The Sage had to order everyone on the "Order Pillar" to inject a dose of tenacity potion to resist this gradually spreading fear, to maintain order on the ship.
But he could feel that the fear had not disappeared; it was still breeding and spreading in the shadows, like an evil spirit behind the curtain, eager to break through the Barrier of reason.
"...A poor iterative product..."
Looking at the cultivators who were busy with their heads down, but in fact had no idea what to do, the white-robed elder sitting at the chief frowned and cursed quietly inside.
