I had actually realized that my greatest strength probably wasn't being especially good at fighting, or saving the world, or turning any serious matter into a sitcom. It wasn't even supporting a big-stomached Queen who could devour heaven and earth, along with a group of little girls capable of destroying the world. Rather, it was...
It was constantly getting tangled up in trouble and somehow never getting tired of it.
All right, that was too shameless. Could I take out the "never getting tired of it" part? With this much trouble every day, how heartless would you have to be to find it fun?! I certainly couldn't.
The brief message, less than seven seconds long, sent back by Void Reconnaissance Ship No. 8355 had been analyzed over and over. The Shilin Mainframe permanently stationed at headquarters had searched every pixel and syllable, including the low static that might have been mixed into the background audio and the shadows refracted in certain reflective areas of the image. She used this simple yet effective clumsy method to gather intelligence, hoping to find out what Ship No. 8355 had encountered in its final second before losing contact. The technicians also examined the signal attenuation during transmission. Apparently, such clues could help determine whether high-information-level interceptors like Void barriers had been nearby when the doomed ship sent its last message. If a Void barrier had surrounded the ship when it transmitted that final message, then even if the barrier was still dormant—such traps did not reveal themselves until their prey activated Void transmission—the ship's signal would have undergone slight waveform distortions. This was experience Empire Army soldiers had accumulated through years of war.
However, the odds of these attempts yielding useful intelligence were very low. Based on what we currently knew, Void Reconnaissance Ship