"… The communication module was physically dismantled. Those hijackers seemed to have no intention of having a conversation. The dismantlement was thorough, even the backup communication system was removed, and the remote control modules and autopilot systems… Damn it!"
Crouched in front of the console was a short man with glasses.
His name was Fan Sheng, and he was an engineer at an aerospace company in Pan Asia.
About a week ago, he went to Tiangong City to attend an academic seminar. He did not expect to encounter such a mess on the way home.
But thank god he was here; otherwise, with the robot that Xiao Ai sent ruined in the previous battle, Lu Zhou really didn't know what to do.
Seeing that Fan Sheng was sweating profusely, Lu Zhou frowned and asked, "Can you fix it?"
