The next morning, a crunching, cracking sound came from outside the ship.
Mo Ling, who had just woken up, looked outside to see the Sky Shuttle moving forward slowly, crushing the hard, crystalline sea surface like an icebreaker.
The sea had frozen solid.
The Sky Shuttle's journey also seemed to be nearing its end, as it could no longer advance.
Mo Ling could clearly sense the crystals getting harder and harder. The Sky Shuttle's drill was beginning to struggle.
The Sky Shuttle left a long trail of shattered crystal in its wake.
However, the crystal fragments seemed to be slowly converging and healing back together.
The sea surface in the distance was like a lens, reflecting the light. The water had transformed entirely into solid crystal.
The morning sun fell upon the sea, as if shining on an impossibly smooth mirror.
This mirrored sea reflected the entire sky, as well as the Sky Shuttle.
The ubiquitous seabirds flying to and fro were also reflected in the mirror.
