It didn't take long for Elder Ming's expression to shift to the business front. He brought out Gale's letter of appeal and flashed his eyes over it.
"It is an interesting time in the military right now," the elder said. "There are chances of it going chaotic. We do not feel like letting one of our most capable weapon producers go."
Gale clicked his tongue. "I've already mentioned I'll complete my portion of the work even when I'm on leave and provide them on time."
"You have," Elder Ming said, narrowing his eyes. "However, with a 12 to 1 time dilation in place, it becomes impossible to follow through with your promise."
"I assure you I have taken the time dilation into account when I wrote the letter," Gale said.
"How are you going to follow through with the production," Elder Ming paused, a frown creeping up on his brows, "unless you're leaving for someplace with similar time dilation in place, or you have already completed your future tasks..."
