Li Aozi walked for a long time, and the tavern of the Red Squad remained utterly silent.
Narrow Space Mirror leaned against the sofa, looking down in deep thought, continuously pulling at her purple-grey hair. Her colorless eyes reflected in the turbid alcoholic drink, profound and hesitant.
It was a long while before someone spoke up to break the silence:
"Big Sister, that guy's completely insane, right?"
"Yeah, yeah," someone by the side also said lightly, "Going to space is absurd enough as it is, and Big Sister is a veteran pilot from Sky Ring's Air Force, where high-altitude flight is absolutely forbidden. Yet, that guy still fantasizes about using a nuclear bomb to blast himself into space—fiction wouldn't even dare to write it like that, right?"
