Three days passed quickly.
Lin Mu's group spent the first day gathering a few supplies and the remaining two meditating and preparing mentally. The situation of the baby weighed heavily on Lin Mu's mind, and though the others joked or relaxed, they all knew he would not truly rest until he saw the child himself.
On the morning of the third day they made their way to the teleportation hall of the city nearby. Their reservation was confirmed, and soon they stepped into the shimmering gateway leading into the teleportation channel.
Inside the tunnel of warped space, time felt slippery. Colors blurred into streams of light. Despite the distortions the group had grown accustomed to these long transits. The channel was calm and stable, and they spent most of the time meditating or talking casually.
