Chapter 393 - 184 Small Nations and the Intelligent Mechanical Crisis
The holographic projection of a blonde, wavy-haired female singer was singing a ballad to the starry sky.
Yang Ming laid back in the captain’s chair, enjoying the music and browsing the briefings from the past three months.
They were on their way to the Cas Federation.
Yes, Mimili and Kolev had successively become entangled in the quagmire of the Cas Federation.
The only thing that could be confirmed was that both of them were still alive.
The terminal devices around them struggled to transmit their life signals, as Molly worked hard to help her two masters.
Lyu’s realistic projection appeared beside him and hastily approached Yang Ming, wondering, "Boss, you don’t seem very nervous."
"Hmm," Yang Ming calmly nodded, "Is there a need to be nervous? I trust Mimili’s ability and Kolev’s cunning, but... why would they rush headlong into such an obvious trap?"
"The Cas Federation is Kolev’s stronghold, where half of his assets are hidden, and there’s a secret base on the abandoned Resource Star near the Administrative Star."
Lyu softly hummed a few notes:
"Before they left, my avatar, which is essentially me, warned them, because of your absence, I couldn’t arbitrarily use the forces of Wind and Dark Star to assist them; you’d be back soon.