In the Prometheus personal Living Zone hangar, every member of Xiao Ran's team had gathered once again. What had originally been a hangar filled entirely with people now contained something strange: an expressive white horse standing beside Luo. It wore special armor made from an unusual material—light, soft, yet sturdy and resilient. The black-and-white combination made the horse named Rising Wind look exceptionally imposing.
The special armor it wore had also been completely custom-made. Though it did not look very large and fit Rising Wind's body like a special saddle, it actually incorporated several advanced technologies, such as Space Containment Technology and liquid metal. It could provide Rising Wind with maximum protection and functionality, allowing it to fly briefly through the air, move freely in space, and launch attacks. Most importantly, it could use liquid metal mimicry to produce numerous tools, assisting Luo or itself in repairing and inspecting mechas. That was the greatest purpose of Rising Wind's equipment.
The next mission was already in its countdown phase. Everyone in Xiao Ran's team had completed all preparations for it. Gathering in the personal Living Zone hangar was not merely a habit; it was also for those crucial final seconds before the mission began.
Sheryl looked at Xiao Ran, who had changed into casual clothes and put on sunglasses. While helping him straighten his collar, she said, "Have you decided? Why not come with us instead?"
"Didn't I already say?" Xiao Ran smiled faintly, stroked Sheryl's hair, and said, "I've been promoted to an S-class Pilot. There's a high chance I'll receive a fairly difficult mission this time, and the mecha still isn't fully completed. If I bring along a half-finished product and something happens, it'll drag all of you into it. I'd rather carry out the mission alone and keep