That strange unmanned reconnaissance ship had already been stored in Viska's Personal Space, ready to be taken back for the institute experts to dismantle and study. At the same time, because of the psionic radiation produced by the crash, the area around the crash site had been marked with conspicuous beacon lights. We notified Edwinsa to temporarily designate the area as off-limits and forbid anyone from approaching. Once we reached the Empire Zone, professionals could deal with the contamination here. For now, the matter was considered settled.
Yet the confusion it brought everyone was far from over. An automatically navigated unmanned ship had suddenly entered the world fragment. This Fallen Apostle vessel had neither launched an attack nor sent back an alarm. The only thing it did after appearing was get shot down by Alaya. The ship's behavior was baffling, and the entire incident was full of things that made no sense. The Fallen Apostles would not do anything meaningless, so what did they mean by throwing a ship like this at us? Were they signaling that they already knew about the Empire Army's operation?
Then why had they not intercepted this world fragment? Viska had not even seen a single enemy ship.
But there was no figuring these things out by thinking alone. Maybe we would only get some clues after returning and letting those experts and scholars wrestle out an analysis report. Right now, I had only one thought: end this nerve-racking drift as soon as possible. We were getting closer and closer to the Empire Zone, but we were still in the Fire Line. As long as we had not left the Fallen Apostles' fleet activity range, we could not be considered safe.
After the world was torn apart, our contact with the border defense command center