As Pudong followed Old Man to change gear, caught between shock and delight, the door to the precision equipment repair room opened. The noise inside suddenly surged to another level before quickly muffling again. Tai Yu turned and saw Tu Qian emerge with bared teeth, his black-bear face looking as though it had been smashed by a hammer, his nose, mouth, brows, and eyes all knocked out of place.
Meeting Tai Yu's gaze, Tu Qian gave an embarrassed smile. "The noise was making my head split. I came out for some air."
Tai Yu was considerate enough to speak for Yi Ya. "It'll be used on the battlefield, after all. Life and death are at stake. No amount of rigor is too much."
"That's true, but in the end, we can't overcome the limitations of our conditions. The material universe is just that merciless." Tu Qian rubbed his forehead. "If you ask me, we should patch it up for now, then hurry and earn enough Contribution Points to return to Star Ring City. Naturally, there'll be more complete solutions there..."
Tai Yu found this strange. "That sounds perfectly reasonable. Why doesn't Lady Yi Ya agree?"
"She agrees too, but her standards for 'temporary' are different from everyone else's." Tu Qian shook his head again. "It can't be helped. She's the typical type with lofty ambitions but inadequate ability. Her horizons were broadened long ago, but her talent in Creation Studies is limited. She can't help being too idealistic."
Only because they had grown closer over the past two days did Tu Qian speak so bluntly.
Still, Tai Yu knew where to draw the line. He merely smiled and did not pursue the matter.
Watching Pudong hurriedly change into his gear, Tu Qian was curious as well. "Wasn't this supposed to