The soldiers knew that Si Yuting occasionally went out on patrol himself and simply continued to watch the surveillance.
The pure black mech flew out from Abel Star, inspecting several inhabited planets in the vicinity, with any remaining members of the Insect Clan perishing under the thunderous firepower.
Having extended his patrol to a broader area and making sure there were no lurking dangers, Si Yuting didn't get back to base until the early morning.
Back in his room, Si Yuting hesitated but still decided to call Si Chen.
Ten seconds later, staring at the disconnected call, Si Yuting paused, then dialed again.
Si Chen, his jaw set tightly, repressed his irritation and asked, "What's happened?"
"Nothing, I want to take a leave," Si Yuting's low and calm voice traveled through the earpiece to the other side.
Si Chen: "Is that it?"
"Yes."
"Tonight? Now? You want to take off?"
"No."
Beep—Beep—Beep—
Three rhythmic beeps later, the communication interface had already ended.
