"I wish it was that easy. Not everyone can be lucky like me, you know." Ma Xiaoru said, trying to coax Wang Tong into submission.
Ma Xiaoru's honey-coated words worked. Wang Tong heaved a sigh of resignation and then said, "Fine, fine. I will go somewhere else. See you later."
"Alright."
Being forced out of Ma Xiaoru's room, Wang Tong wandered around on the warship by himself. The Ark was on its way to Mars to receive the last batch of crew members into its rank. In addition, the Ark would replenish its supplies while it was processing the crew admissions. Although the Ark was a self-sustained city, it would not hurt to have a few extra supplies laying around.
Wang Tong's friends had all gone to the shopping district, but he never liked shopping. So, he lost interest in the streets very quickly and decided to head back to the training room.
