About half of Yuan Wuwei's life had been spent in outer space. Compared with the natural environment of the mother planet and the artificial-gravity environments of large space stations, he inexplicably preferred the freely floating state of weightlessness.
Especially after an adventurous journey that had drained his life and burned through his brain cells, the weightless environment of the Space Battleship in orbit gave him a kind of "homecoming" security.
If possible, he truly did not want to return to Earth. At least not anytime soon. Absolutely not!
However, events often refused to bend to his will. The four-level ring-shaped bridge where he was located—including the command platform, control platform, combat center, and intelligence center—held nearly a hundred people working tensely amid the constant mechanical noise. They had basically entered a wartime state.
Of the information flow being generated, at least seventy percent was preparing for a selective intervention in the situation around Lake City on Earth's Old World before long.
Another twenty-nine percent was devoted to necessary communication with the Star Alliance Committee, the Aerospace Force Command Department, and other military and political forces on Earth.
The remaining one percent had been carved up by Yuan Wuwei in a corner. He opened a temporary channel and texted Songkan, who was far away in the Huai City region of Earth.
"Come on, let me give you a little blood."
Yuan Wuwei turned the camera around and took a snapshot from above of the war-game simulation area in the middle of the ring-shaped bridge, neatly catching half the profile of a certain young girl...
The actual subject of the photo was a meaningless mechanical framework, mainly used for support and anchoring so crew members could climb around in zero gravity and occasionally run cables. The girl's profile was tucked into the