The universe was extremely wide.
Even if one knew the coordinates, it only served as a general direction.
Along the way, Feng Lin had to experience different complex environments, some of which were beyond his imagination.
Feng Lin was in a completely unfamiliar area of interstellar space. He had lost his sense of direction and became completely lost.
The only thing he was certain was that he was at the edge of the Milky Way Galaxy.
Presently, a spirit python was waiting within the wormhole, and Feng Lin did not dare to enter rashly. He could only control the flying shuttle to travel at the speed of light, like an ant crawling toward its target direction. Once he found a safe location, he would enter the wormhole and quickly pass through it.
Feng Lin's mood was everything but relaxed.