"Canyue, Canyue, are you fine?" A voice urgently called out to me.

I opened my eyes and saw Old Du hanging beside me. He was shouting anxiously at me, holding onto one of my arms, an arm that had just been pulled out of the sponge-like supernova vestige.

"Canyue, stop daydreaming. The system has detected high levels of radiation at the bottom of the tunnel. Do we continue descending?" came Old Du's anxious voice.

I looked at the spot my hand was pulled out from. A glowing red mark was left there. I patted my head harshly.

"I'm alive? What is happening?" I asked myself with complicated emotions.

"Canyue, how is it down there? The imperial army is getting closer!" Zhang Xingxing's voice came from the communicator.

"Canyue, the radiation is too high down there. Let's return and fight them to the death," said Old Du.

'Looks like I'm really still alive. Thank the heavens for giving me a second chance.' The sensation of being alive was like a warm current in my heart.

"Canyue, what's going on with you? You were dazed for a very long time," shouted Old D...