""",
This was a normal business activity.
Slightly unusual was the timing of the transport ship's arrival.
Yang Ming piloted the stealth airship, following it quietly, maintaining the same speed. He smoothly slipped into the side cabin of the transport ship, which had opened on its own, entering the interior.
"Don't be surprised," Yang Ming said in a low voice, "This is our own ship, belonging to the transport company under the Molly Miss Group."
Darvich nodded repeatedly at the side, "I thought it was the goddess's doing, invading the control system of this ship."
"It is indeed her controlling it, but it's not illegal infiltration," Yang Ming smiled slightly, "Come on, we've arranged everything for you."
"Boss! The outer cabin just closed! We haven't started pressurizing and oxygenating yet..."
Darvich paused, staring in disbelief at Yang Ming, who leaped into the outer cabin and slid forward.
Yang Ming wasn't wearing a space suit.
What?
This defied biology...