Commander?
There were plenty of commanders on the Asteroid Battlefield.
Using Ronan as the baseline, there were at least dozens, perhaps even hundreds, of "commanders" above his head.
Of course, there seemed to be few who could be addressed as "Commander" by the stationed Director of the Tranquil Underworld Bureau, someone of such exceptional status at the Main Base.
Especially with such a respectful attitude.
Ronan saw clearly that when Field Officer Wang Zhen notified him, her slightly plump body was standing perfectly straight as well.
If that was the case...
Just as he began to form an idea, the image on Field Officer Wang Zhen's side abruptly turned blurry, as though the signal had been disrupted. Ronan was wondering about it when a completely unfamiliar voice sounded by his ear.
"Lieutenant Ronan?"
The voice sounded gentle and rather androgynous, making it difficult to tell whether it belonged to a man or a woman.
Ronan had already noticed that the projection screen was not merely suffering from signal interference. The lighting was also dim, unlike Field Officer Wang Zhen's brightly lit office. He guessed that the image was being relayed from an area with exceptionally poor reception. That "Commander" was not beside Field Officer Wang Zhen, and might not even be at the Main Base.
Yet strangely enough, the moment that voice reached his ears, the itching and tugging sensations across Ronan's body suddenly tightened again, turning into distinct pain. And that pain abruptly clarified the vague sensation that had previously been lurking at the edge of his awareness.
It feels like something has tied me up?
He froze for a moment. Then the voice called to him again, its tone still gentle. "Lieutenant Ronan?"
This person seemed to have quite a good temper.
By now, Ronan had reacted. No