Miss's voice was filled with resentment. I could imagine just how dark her expression must have become by now.
According to Sandora's guess, because the Fifth Fleet had bypassed the laws of the void and jumped directly here as "stowaways," and because an error had occurred during the final stage of the jump, their original communication protocols and such had all failed due to massive information displacement. The communication devices we had on hand had effectively become White Board equipment and needed to be reset before they could be used again. That might take several days, and Miss's side was obviously unwilling to wait that long, so she could only use that Tawell Honor Production connection device again and turn herself into a search antenna—perhaps the miniaturized interface Bubble had made lacked sufficient power or something, but Lin Xue apparently couldn't use it this time.
"Well, no matter what, it's good that you're alright." Lin Xue grumbled resentfully for a while before finally sighing. "Things nearly went completely crazy over here. Shadow City even dispatched its emergency incident expert team. Luckily, you were only out of contact for such a short while."
Miss's words reminded me that nearly an hour had passed between Sandora and me arriving in this unfamiliar world and finally restoring contact with Lin Xue through Spiritual Connection. In that hour, who knew how much chaos had erupted on the other side—just think about it. Two people had charged headfirst into the deepest reaches of the void, somewhere no one had ever set foot before, to help a fleet that held extreme vigilance and even partial hostility toward the Empire, while also escaping pursuit by another fleet that might have already betrayed its country and possessed considerable strength. Then, at such a critical moment, all contact had