The Super Admin felt helpless when he saw this scene.
What was wrong with these people? He had shown up himself, yet they still did not know how to rein themselves in.
If they kept this up, he would probably get called in for another talk later.
"I'm saying, can't you behave yourselves and listen to me for once? It's too dangerous for you to be chatting about this."
They had acquired one of the Mechanical Civilization's most advanced spacecraft. How had he not known about that?
There was still no news of this online, yet they had announced it publicly. Wasn't that practically asking to be watched?
Just thinking about it gave him a headache.
"It's no big deal. Why are you being such a coward?"
Seeing how frightened he looked, the others waved their hands, signaling that he did not need to be so afraid.
But the Super Admin was speechless. They had all explained the situation so clearly—could he really not be afraid?
"Guys, I'm begging you. Topics that could cost lives really can't be discussed casually. What if other civilizations find out about this? Right?"
The Super Admin had no choice but to patiently persuade them.
Hearing this, the people nearby thought it over and felt that it did make some sense.
"Speaking of which, there's been a lot happening around the Starfield Boundary lately. Those of you who like flying around everywhere should be more careful. Once you leave the starfield, it really is many times more dangerous."
"I don't know what's wrong with those guys. Their movements near our starfield have been getting more frequent lately."
A person wearing a troll-face avatar spoke in a muffled voice, sounding thoroughly displeased.
"Who knows? Could they be building some kind of cage outside the starfield?"
"That