"If this continues, the Solar System is going to descend into chaos," almost at the same time, at the same location, Jeanne Osta Janis came to the same conclusion.
Right now, Jeanne was standing on a metallic platform. This place was practically a ruin... no, it was a ruin.
Several metal plates that should have been the floor were compressed and folded against each other, forming a semi-enclosed space.
But in the depths of space, "semi-enclosed" was no different from "unenclosed." Right beside Jeanne was the vacuum of space. The side without walls faced the sun. However, at this distance, the sun was no more than a rhinestone set in the starry sky, both its light and heat were faint.
This was the Asteroid Belt, three astronomical units away from the sun. The revolution period of the metal floor underneath her was one thousand nine hundred and sixty-two and a half days.
