Shadron's Choice

Kenny Lin raised an eyebrow. "That slow?"

Tariq felt awkward.

They already thought it was pretty fast.

"The alien battleship isn't that far from Shadron. If they traveled at full speed, they could probably arrive in an hour. But they have to recall their mecha army from the battlefield in other planets, which takes time."

Seeing no response from Kenny Lin, Tariq cautiously asked, "Mr. Kenny, what is Ms. Amalia doing?"

It was his first time seeing someone kneel on one knee like this, and it seemed particularly mysterious.

"She's saving Shadron."

"Huh?" Tariq was utterly confused.

Kenny Lin suddenly thought of something. "After leaving Shadron, do you plan to return here in the future?"

Tariq thought for a moment and shook his head. "Shadron is no longer suitable to be habitated, so probably not."

Shadron had suffered over a year of warfare, leading to food shortages.