After wandering around the satellite for a while, Yu Hong discovered that the place had long been abandoned. Many of the automated conveyors had stopped working, and several areas marked with "Do Not Enter" signs had their doors half-open, with robots inside that had lost their power, lying on the ground. The surveillance monitors were also out of power, covered in dust.
Having found nothing, he teleported again and visited the remaining few satellites, only to see the same scene.
The satellite's automated purification and refining systems had long been out of operation.
Thump.
Landing gently from mid-air, Yu Hong stood on the top of the highest metallic tower of the fourth satellite, gazing at the burning star in the sky.
All around him was a grayish yellow fog, lifeless and motionless.
It seemed as if he was the only moving thing on this entire planet.
The sound of the howling wind swirled, stirring the yellow fog as it drifted continuously.
