Max watched carefully as the drone progressed through the ship toward the spot where he recalled his dorm having been during his past life. It was an officer's dorm, for junior Mecha Pilots of Heavy Mecha, but that didn't buy them an individual room in a battleground as expansive and deadly as that one had been.
Even the World Ships were considered moderately expendable, and hundreds of them were thrown at the Great Enemy every year, just to keep things stable.
In a way, it was very similar to the state of the Kepler Empire during the early years of Max's current life, but not in a good way.
The drone found the location without issues, and it was just as Max had remembered it. A large open door faced the common area, with the cafeteria to the right of the doorway to the bunks.
So far, so good.
