Tomcat waved the scrap paper in its paw and sat back. Clearly, Tang Yue was proud of being a feces-creating machine. He was the only working fertilizer generator on this barren planet. Just on this point alone, his importance made him unparalleled. Tang Yue had finally found himself a domain in which he completely beat Tomcat—defecating.
However, Tomcat didn't wish to vie for supremacy in such a meaningless domain. It only mattered if Tang Yue's feces could evenly cover the entirety of the Isidis Planitia; otherwise, it was meaningless towards the environment and ecosphere.
Tang Yue took out a piece of biscuit from the cabinet, poured himself a small cup of water, and circled behind Tomcat. He bent down and looked at the screen.
"What's this?" Tang Yue pointed at the diagram on the screen. There were brownish-yellow and black blurry spots which he couldn't identify. "A remote sensing image of the Martian surface?"
