The home system looks about the same as yesterday, right down to having just me inside it. Not for long, though. I can be an agent of change! Okay, so the change involves taking me out of the home system and not making home itself a hotbed of activity, but still, it's a change. On top of that, jumping to our neighbouring class 3 w-space system sees a Viator transport visible on my directional scanner.
There's a tower in C3a too, probably where the Viator is, and even though the tower isn't where it was from my last visit to the system it's not difficult to locate its new position. There being only five planets and ten moons sprinkled amongst them can't keep a tower hidden for long, so I quickly learn that the Viator is inside the tower's force field and empty of a capsuleer. Fair enough. I can get down to scanning the nine anomalies and nineteen signatures.
Gas, a weak wormhole that merely reminds me how the discovery scanner is killing any sense of adventure I have in exploring w-space these days, more gas, two chubby wormholes that probably lead back in to dead systems but in some topsy-turvy bizarro way are my best opportunity for stumbling in to other ships, another weak wormhole that makes me want to cry, and scanning finishes off with a touch more gas. That was fun.
I check the viability of the chubsters first, considering that one will be the system's static exit to low-sec. The beautiful wormhole to Kor-Azor is joined by a K162 from class 4 w-space. That'll do, I suppose. I divert through the U210 to Kor-Azor to get an emergency exit or entrance, depending on your point-of-view, and ignore the couple of red pilots that pass through without coming my way. I doubt they even know who I am.
Back to C3a and in to C4a, where two towers show up on d-scan without any ships. Perhaps that means there is another K162 to lead me further backwards through the constellation. Or perhaps it means I'll warp to the edge of the system to find a third tower with four piloted ships. I see a Cheetah covert operations boat, Osprey cruiser, Scythe cruiser, and Drake battlecruiser at the tower, and there looks to be some activity.
But it's just that, looks of some activity. The Cheetah is running laps around the tower, within the force field, and that's about it. Maybe the pilots are wondering if they have enough reps to take their Drake in to the C3 to clear some anomalies. But even with effectively nothing happening I don't care to scan the two signatures, not with the second being near the tower. I don't want to give away my being in the constellation for no good reason. I just head back to C3a to investigate the other wormholes.
The first outbound connection is an I182 link to class 2 w-space. Oh how I used to enjoy such wormholes, offering not just a drop on whoever isn't currently scanning in the destination system but also further opportunity through another wormhole in to more w-space. Now it's just a route to more scanning through dead systems, occupants already and permanently alerted to the new connection about to bring a scout in to their system. I jump through anyway, as an echo of past exploration experiences.
Well, d-scan is clear, and with the farthest planet under 7 AU away it's obvious there is no occupation, activity, or wrecks. I guess I got lucky this time. But, really, what's the point? I'm not sure how much longer I can endure unsurprising w-space. Still I press on. I launch probes to scan, revealing twelve anomalies and five signatures, and the curiosity of an unoccupied class 2 w-space system has my pondering. I would bet ISK right now that the two static wormholes will lead to null-sec and either class 5 or class 6 w-space.
Gas, gas, wormhole, wormhole. Well, the first wormhole I land next to is an N062 to class 5 w-space, which makes the other the null-sec exit. I can safely ignore that and, I suppose, head in to C5a. D-scan is clear again, a blanket scan with my probes reveals twenty-six anomalies and twenty-four signatures, and the lack of ships and almost-inevitability of only finding another outbound connection that will announce my imminent arrival in the next system discourages me from even looking for it.
I pause my backwards journey through C2a to dip in to null-sec, where being alone in a system in Venal has my popping a rat battleship for security status, before returning to C3a and investigating the other outbound wormhole. It leads to class 5 w-space. I almost jump through, but the recurrence of recent latency issues between my controls and the ship's responding gives me more than adequate excuse to not bother. I am already frustrated enough by the discovery scanner that I don't need to deal technical issues too. I'll aim for as stress-free an evening as possible, heading home to go off-line. If only the discovery scanner would die, there would be more life.