Tang Yue stopped the work he was doing. "Lass, you need to trust us. Help…"
"Help will definitely arrive in time, right?" Mai Dong said. "You have already said that many times."
Tang Yue was speechless. He had indeed said it several times. He no longer knew if the statement was to boost Mai Dong's morale or to encourage himself. No one knew if help would arrive in time. Based on the usual Hollywood troupes, the cargo spacecraft would definitely arrive in time. Furthermore, it would always arrive at the last critical moment—just as the space station was about to crash—and save the female lead. The leads would reunite and usher in a perfect ending.
But reality wasn't a movie. It didn't have a script that had arranged a perfect ending.
The principle of mediocrity existed everywhere in the Universe. Any outcome was considered normal and reasonable.
