An hour later, Tomcat returned in a sorry state.
"Damn it. How is that wind becoming stronger in this darn weather?" Tomcat wore an ashen expression as it shut the airlock's hatch. It cursed while removing the safety rope around its waist. "Tang Yue… What's wrong with you?"
"I need some alone time."
Tang Yue sat slumped in his chair, covering his face, feeling weary towards life.
Tomcat took off the helmet of the IVA suit, placed it on the table, and unzipped the suit. It then nimbly jumped out of the suit. "What's the present wind speed?"
"It's… 43 m/s."
Tomcat turned its head to look at the display. Four jarring red numbers were displayed there.
43.59.
Tomcat frowned. At wind speeds of 43 m/s, the situation wasn't promising.
