Clean the Mess

The conversation between the commander of the Black Wind Fleet and the head of the CFIA lasted seventeen minutes and twenty-two seconds.

There were twenty-three hours, forty-two minutes, and thirty-eight seconds to go before the Black Wind Fleet launched a space jump and arrived at the Heaven's Origin Sector, the heart of the federation.

At exactly the same time, in the Hundred Flowers Space Zone, the transfer station at the center of the seven Sectors of the federation, a hundred lightyears away, Li Yao was still having his delicious and spicy noodles.