Hardship

Flying's captain, Trenchild, stood on the platform and gripped the virtual microphone in his hand.

By now, Fissions from various galaxies stood sparsely scattered throughout the hall.

The encounter at the Star Gate had dealt a grievous blow to the entire legion. Now, to reach the second Star Gate, they had to cross two interference zones.

Trenchild was over nine hundred years old, considered elderly even aboard the ship. He had just lost his son in the encounter.

Yet now, he had no choice but to shoulder the responsibility of leading everyone.

"I believe everyone already knows. Ahead lies the interference zone. The legion must cross two interference zones to reach the second Star Gate. Therefore, following the Commander-in-Chief's orders, I command all of you to wear your body frames at all times from this moment onward, ensuring that you can deploy within three seconds to respond to danger."

"Compared to the battlefield, the dangers in the interference zones are even harder to guard against. At any moment, we may sink into a quagmire of battle. We may also encounter some extraordinarily troublesome phenomena. Therefore, I once again ask everyone to work together and overcome this ordeal as one."

"What dangers are generally found in interference zones?" An elderly Fission beside Wei He asked with a frown.

The two people beside him both shook their heads slightly.

"There isn't much information on that. Aside from Star Abyss creatures, the conditions inside are extremely variable, with almost no repetitions. Some utterly inconceivable situations may even occur."

One of them answered directly without using Spirit Energy.

At this point, Captain Trenchild above had finished speaking and stepped down.

The Fissions from every galaxy returned to their respective areas.

Aboard the Flying, people from different galaxies had naturally divided up the living quarters,