I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 509: Chapter 416: The Terror of the Storm, Desperation, and the Reappearance of the Lone Stone (Triple Combo)

”Subspace storm!”

The voice in the communicator was like a clap of thunder, shattering the calm within the cabin in an instant.

Captain Jin’s face changed dramatically as he turned and rushed to the command center.

Ajun sat stiffly on the bed, paler than before, and Dr. Wang clutched the medical kit tightly, his eyes full of panic—every interstellar traveler knew the terror of a subspace storm.

In the command center, alarms were already blaring sharply, and red warning lights flashed frantically, casting everyone’s faces into flickering shadows.

The crew gathered around the control panel, fingers flying over the screen, unable to hide the tension on their faces: ”Captain! The storm is only three thousand kilometers away from us, at the current speed, it will catch up with us in ten minutes!”

”Energy flow is chaotic, the Star Ruler Navigation Instrument is fluctuating, and positioning is starting to deviate!”

”What’s the panic! Everyone, stay calm!” Captain Jin strode decisively to the main control panel, grabbed the communicator, and his voice was as steady as a rock,

”Defense department, immediately activate the highest level of the Energy Shield, prioritize all energy to the shield system! Navigation department, abandon the planned route, immediately calculate an emergency course, even if it deviates from the safety zone, avoid the storm head-on!”

”But Captain, deviating from the safe route, we are likely to get lost in subspace and never find the exit to the real cosmos again!” the navigator exclaimed urgently.

”Getting lost is better than being torn apart by the storm!” Captain Jin’s eyes were sharp, ”There are still scattered energy anchoring points in the subspace, as long as we can sense the Star Ruler signal, there is a chance to reposition and break out of subspace! Now, execute the order!”

As orders were given one by one, the Star Moon Ship shuddered violently, its engine roared with a piercing rumble, and the stable course suddenly turned, dashing away from the storm.

Outside the porthole, dark purple energy clouds were stirred into greater chaos, emerald arcs of electricity became denser, and the atmosphere seemed to be filled with a sense of danger.

In the lounge, Qin Tian, Dongfang Mingyue, and the Xiahou brothers also learned of the storm’s approach through the battleship’s broadcast.

The impatience on Xiahou Wen’s face had long disappeared, replaced by extreme tension and heaviness; Xiahou Wu gripped the long knife at his waist, spiritual energy running silently, but he knew well that in the face of a subspace storm, the power of a Tier Seven Spiritualist was like an ant.

Dongfang Mingyue clutched her clothes tightly, her fingertips turning slightly white, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards the porthole—the chaotic scene outside was growing more violent, the once sluggishly flowing energy cloud now boiling like bubbling water.

Qin Tian gazed solemnly out the window, sensing the space around him becoming chaotic and sluggish—the Power of Space he could usually control with ease was now like being stuck in a quagmire, even the Yin Yang Space couldn’t be opened.

The power of the subspace storm far exceeded his imagination.

As time ticked by, the storm drew ever closer.

Despite the Star Moon Ship having turned, the storm was moving faster than expected, and the invisible spatial ripples first collided with the battleship.

The entire Star Moon Ship shook violently, like a small boat in a tsunami, teacups and mahjong scattered all over the place, making a crisp clattering sound.

Fine cracks even appeared on the windows.

”Everyone, hold on to something fixed! Energy department, increase the shield output!”

Captain Jin’s voice came through the communicator, carrying a barely noticeable hoarseness, ”We haven’t lost yet! Hold on a little longer, and we’ll soon exit the storm’s range!”

However, just as he finished speaking, crisis followed closely.

”Alert! A crack has appeared in the left-wing energy shield! Energy leakage rate is accelerating!”

”Alert! Lower compartment damaged, engine power down by thirty percent!”

”Alert! Tail fin hit by spatial turbulence, balance control lost!”

A series of alarm sounds like death knells, causing every heart to sink to rock bottom.