"Direction, Sister Kiki, this is the blueprint Brother Lin gave!"

On the other side of the cabin, in front of a fully equipped tool station, Sha Sha was frowning, focused on adjusting several electric knife core components floating in front of her. Her nimble fingers grasped a miniature tool, carefully adjusting the crystal pattern alignment of the energy conduits. Under the soft light, the metal parts shimmered with a cold luster.

In his compact but well-equipped private room, Da Lou nodded with satisfaction as he neatly hung each of his portable mechanical tools on custom magnetic racks on the wall. In one corner of the cabin, his set of Black Dragon Battle Armor was already placed. Now that he had his own room, he no longer had to squeeze in with Brother Huo.

At the other end of the corridor, Lu Xingchen’s door was tightly closed. Inside, Brother Huo was meticulously adjusting the layout, wearing a dust mask. The tea maker he had brought from the Infinity emitted a slight hum. He placed a small root-carved tea table in a corner by the porthole, with an old, shiny cotton cushion next to it. Only after he had meticulously cleaned this brand-new room twice did he sit cross-legged, testing the spot. Gazing at the endless starry sky outside the window, he let out a long breath, as if this small space could isolate the noise of the entire apocalypse.

"Miao Zhi, Miao Zhi~"

Meanwhile, Shu Qin, Xiao Yuan, Miao Lu, and Sun Yuzhen were sharing rooms to look after each other. Shu Qin, along with Xiao Yuan, Miao Lu, and the sleepy Mo Xiaotian on Sun Yuzhen’s back, were chatting while tidying up the room.

In the circular sofa of the public lounge area, Qian Deli’s signature floral shirt collar was open. With excitement, he slapped a few electronic cards on the table: "Pair of Aces! Beat that! Haha, Lv Chang, what cards are you hiding? Luo Yang, quit pretending and hurry up and play!" Lv Chang frowned at the few scattered cards in his hand, while Luo Yang pushed up his tactical glasses with a tense expression, his fingers sliding over the virtual card table, seemingly calculating how to play his hand.

On the other side, Shi Zhi and Xiao Qing were temporarily sharing a room. Xiao Qing had minimal living requirements and, after confirming the location, went to the exclusive gym aboard the Sky Dome Train. Only Shi Zhi patiently organized the room, kneeling on the soft starship carpet, carefully placing each folded piece of clothing into the smart wardrobe.

In the well-equipped shipborne gym, the equipment gleamed with a cold light. Xiao Qing and Ning Jing were exercising there. Ning Jing lay on a wide composite bench press, her hands steadily gripping an alloy barbell thicker than her arms, with each end carrying heavy composite weights. She took a deep breath, tightened her core, and her shoulder and back muscles instantly bulged with fluid lines. Her arms, steady and strong, pushed the 500-kilogram barbell off the rack with standard and explosive movements, performing this astonishing strength training repeatedly.

Thud, at this moment, Ning Jing put down the equipment and said to Xiao Qing on the treadmill beside her,

"Physical training greatly helps with Superpower limb enhancement. The Phoenix Society has already verified it; proactive training will guide Genetic Evolution in this direction."

Hearing this, Xiao Qing slightly furrowed her brow and adjusted the speed to the maximum.

Under the main bridge, Monica occupied an independent and spacious room with a broad view. Outside the porthole was a flowing galaxy. She stood naked, barefoot on the soft carpet, enjoying a sense of unrestrained peace and freedom. Holding a glass of deep red wine like blood in one hand, her other hand’s fingertips elegantly slid through the air. Under her silent control, a small area in front began to exhibit a strange distortion as high-frequency vibrations caused the air molecules to rub together and generate a faint hum that was only noticeable when close.

The deep red liquid in the wine glass swayed slightly, reflecting the starlight outside the porthole and the focused, entranced light in her eyes.

"If the world doesn’t end, this would be a nice resting place."