Traveling in the cosmos, one cannot discern between day and night; there is only an expanse of darkness, occasionally studded with starlight, which passes by quickly.
There is no scenery to enjoy, making it a journey that is both boring and depressing.
Luckily, although the Watchtower class Battleship is the smallest model of all warships, small is only relative, as there is enough space for everyone to move around.
A month of time.
Aside from the first day, which everyone used to rest and recuperate from the excitement of traversing the battlefield,
on the second day, Han Yun City returned to normal routines, rising early every day to enter the training room inside, where they practiced and trained diligently.
The others also started on their own endeavors…
Especially Zhao Yang, who understood the difficulty of their mission. He took notes in advance, doing his homework to understand all the details, striving to complete his task in the shortest time possible.
