Meng Xin and Hong Shuang's conversation touched somewhat on Ronan's blind spots in knowledge.
He was still wondering whether the "Zombie Ants" they were discussing matched his own understanding of the term when Field Officer Hong Shuang asked, "How will we solve the materials issue?"
"I took part in the experiment, so I know the production process. And the most crucial intermediate—"
Field Officer Hong Shuang raised a hand to stop him. Then her sharp gaze stabbed toward Ronan's face. "Weren't you about to be late?"
"Sorry."
Ronan knew that even within the Command Sequence, some matters still carried different levels of classification. No matter how curious he was, military orders came first. After saluting Hong Shuang and Meng Xin in turn, he headed out of the operating room.
But as he reached the doorway, he said to Lieutenant Meng Xin, "If there are any suitable materials, send them to me first. I'll try to study the relevant information ahead of time."
"All right."
Lieutenant Meng Xin had barely agreed when Field Officer Hong Shuang said coldly, "Report back here in five hours."
"Five hours?"
That was clearly the scheduled time for their next discussion.
So Field Officer Hong Shuang must have discussed it with Field Officer Fang Shu or Blue Arrow Doctor. They had carved Ronan's schedule up cleanly, leaving not even scraps behind.
Of course, she might simply have said it offhand. That would depend on the "coordination" between the two commanding officers.
This time, Ronan said nothing. He merely turned back and saluted once more before leaving the operating room for the Field Hospital.
He had spoken boldly to Lieutenant Meng Xin, but once Ronan got busy at the hospital, he had no time for anything else.
He seemed to be outside the Command Sequence at the