"Flying?"

Sha Sha’s face lit up with joy upon hearing this and she jumped up, "Really? Are we going to use the Sky Dome Train?"

In an instant, everyone’s gaze turned to Lin Xian, while Ryan and the others from the Hawk Sea Group had a different look in their eyes.

How come it sounds like you guys have a train?

"This might be a bit risky." Lin Xian directly shared his thoughts, "The Star Orbital is fractured, and on top of that, we’re being targeted by the Descent Faction. Finding the orbital route to dash across the Pacific Ocean isn’t an easy task."

At this moment, Qian Deli, who was sitting on the sofa, leisurely spoke up, "Flying directly over the Pacific is a great idea; staying at sea is too oppressive, completely different from the beaches, waves, and sunsets I envisioned."

"So you really plan to use the train to cross the Pacific?"

On the Hawk Sea Group’s side, Vanessa looked surprised, "That would be really exciting."

Erica stood up and said, "A few months ago, many of the Federation’s maritime supplies were transported along this route; back then, although crisis loomed, the Federation and the interstellar army maintained this route temporarily."

"Right." Ryan nodded, turned to Lin Xian, and said, "We chanted the slogan of fleeing eastward; back then, quite a few trains dashed across the ocean routes, but the situation didn’t last long."

"Because of the Giant Ocean God?" Chen Sixuan asked.

"Not really." Ryan shrugged, "After all, it’s just a track route. On land, even if a city is destroyed, there are other routes to take, but not here. As more people fled, the attacks and damage to the bases and tracks increased. For the Federation, the cost to maintain this route became immense, and the loss of personnel wasn’t small either. It’s too dangerous at sea, so the demise of the oceanic track was inevitable. Even if you continue searching, you’ll likely only find segments of former maritime industrial relics. Running smoothly is unlikely."

"I think so too." Lin Xian nodded. Just upon arriving at Sea Rock Island, they encountered a collapse stretching a hundred miles. Even if they luckily escaped Sea Rock Island, he had no confidence in the tracks ahead.

"But you mentioned flying?" Vanessa glanced around the train compartment, "This train?"

"No, another vehicle." Lin Xian responded calmly, "I still have a starship."

"What!" Gedi looked astonished, and at this moment, several core members of the Hawk Sea Group widened their eyes. Ryan lowered his sunglasses and looked at Lin Xian, then at his hand, recalling how he had once summoned a mecha’s giant arm, and instantly understood.

"Lin, besides the starship, do you perhaps have a mecha army?" Ryan asked curiously.

"No, I don’t." Lin Xian smiled.

"But I must remind you, flying over the Pacific isn’t a good idea either." Ryan looked at Lin Xian, "From what I know from the Foundation, those storm clouds, with Ghost Manta clouds, are just the tip of the iceberg."

Lin Xian nodded, "I know, which is why we’ll take a risk and go for a low-altitude, high-speed crossing over the sea."

"What direction?"

"Viola." Lin Xian directly looked at Viola.

Viola stood with her hands behind her back in front of the holographic star map, a mechanical voice calmly resonating:

[I have calibrated our current sea region coordinates via Hai Wen and the Electric Compass, at 18°14′ south latitude, 177°25′ east longitude, and devised three cross-ocean flying plans.]

[Among them, the route to Auckland via the Kermadec Trench from North America and to Santa Cruz via the Magellan Strait from South America both exceed 40 hours. An estimated 31 hours and 15 minutes with subsonic flight, while the last route directly over the ultra-strong westerly belt to the Polar northern ice field allows the quickest polar landing in 22 hours. However, the risk factor is quite high, with stretches across the westerly belt, the 8th Star Abyss, as well as thousands of kilometers of uninhabited ice fields between the northern ice field and Polar Kunlun City.]

"Directly heading to the Polar region isn’t feasible." Ryan remarked, "Even the Foundation wouldn’t dare venture such a route. The Polar region is in perpetual day, but the westerly belt is within the Extreme Night circle. Unless you have a death wish, don’t consider this route, even if you have a starship."

"I won’t be that reckless, and besides, my convoy is still entering North America, so we’ll take the safer land route. I’ve heard the Storm Strait is now an Asura Zone; anyone wanting to go to the Polar must pass through this sea area, and we are no exception."

"So, when are you setting out?" Ryan asked.

Lin Xian glanced at him, "Immediately."

"Are you going to continue sailing at sea?" KIKI inquired.

Ryan’s gaze swept over his teammates and calmly said, "Sailing is too leisurely a term; our plan is also to cross the Storm Strait."

He turned to Lin Xian with determination, "Lin, thank you for your leadership. On behalf of the 532 survivors of the Hawk Sea Group, I express our gratitude. These are the spoils I collected with the copper ball, and I said, they should all belong to you."

Upon his words, Erica brought over two large ammunition crates. As the lids opened, a terrifying dark energy fluctuation soared to the sky, drawing everyone’s eyes. Inside the crates were stacks of dark red Blood Essence, each perfectly spherical. Surprisingly, these Blood Essence were odorless and extraordinarily clean as if naturally so, without having been deliberately cleansed.

"Wow, so many?!" Lv Chang exclaimed.

"One would think we slaughtered hundreds of Special Level or S-Class beasts." Monica crossed her arms, her gaze shifting from the Blood Essence in the crates to Lin Xian, "With this, there’s no worry about resources, firearms, or weapons."