How do we locate?
Deer, without suspicion, replied casually,
"Laser-guided Mirror."
"Mu Fan, I'm afraid you can't hold on for five minutes, I just discovered the Zeg Clan's flying squadron through a monitor 20 kilometers away! You need to enter the starship quickly, I can reduce the startup time by one third."
In the world of Black, it only cared about whether Mu Fan lived or died; to it, even White Hair was just one of the many irrelevant living beings.
The situation had undoubtedly entered a full-blown crisis.
Mu Fan walked alone to the entrance and stood there quietly, his expression indifferent, "Wait a bit longer, one more minute."
"Mu Fan, I need a reason." Black's tone became formal.
"An intuition, I feel she will encounter problems."
"And then?" Black asked briefly.
Mu Fan fell silent.