"F*ck… It actually exploded…"
Tomcat sat on a chair, its face ashen.
"Don't move." Tang Yue held its head, pulling out a broken whisker that was plastered to its cheeks. Then, it began helping to groom the messy and charred cat fur.
"My… My whiskers…"
Tomcat's eyes seemed to well with tears.
"What were you doing? Did you forget methane's explosive limits?" Tang Yue asked.
"I was careless… There was a problem with controlling the releasing speed of the methane and liquid oxygen, leaving some oxygen unignited. Therefore, there was still oxygen left in the pit. By the time I had climbed up the Mars Wanderer to open the decompression valve and come back down, the methane in the pit had reached more than 5% concentration." Tomcat shook its head. "It's why it was all ignited at once."
Tang Yue patted Tomcat on the shoulder as a form of comfort. After all, it wasn't a real cat, and there was no way for it to regrow its broken whiskers.
