'Merth 290,' Khan thought as he crossed streets that would bring him back to the Nele's district. 'That's not a place I can reach right now.'
The talk with the Fuveall had gone exceptionally well. No exchanges or trades had actually happened. The aliens were only interested in their safety, and Khan had vouched for that.
As for Khan's curiosity, the Fuveall had fulfilled it, but not completely. They had told him how to get around the control of the Global Army's network, but the process was quite convoluted, and Milia 222 couldn't provide a permanent solution.
'I'll need my own ship in the future,' Khan accepted in his mind. 'Though I don't know how soon.'
According to the Fuveall, hacking the Global Army's network was possible, but the humans were bound to notice almost immediately. That was why breaching it wasn't the right path. It was better to become a ghost who could still use that system.
