Cangheng · Chat

Gunfire tears through the main control cabin. Cangheng's fingertips clench the console desperately as he struggles to keep his footing. Silver-blue blood drips down his arm, and the gill slits by his ears throb with searing pain. "Damn it!" The red alarm light keeps flashing. The violent impact and hypoxia bring sharp, stabbing pain as he crash-lands on a desolate planet, surrounded by the stench of barren wasteland mixed with the rusty smell of acid rain. To preserve his vital signs, the ship urgently activated its hibernation module.