Ten Members

Ban City, more than 3,500 kilometers away from a certain inland Wilderness region, was also three hours ahead in time. When Dawn had only begun to spread across the Wilderness, the sun in Ban City had already climbed halfway into the sky.

Today was Monday, the first workday after the weekend. Limited by the city's short north-south span and long east-west "barbell structure," the multiple east-west traffic routes in Ban City had all fallen into heavy congestion. Even North Mountain Lake had temporarily opened diversion channels, with military police deployed on a large scale to suppress and guard against the Aberrant Species in the lake, allowing flying vehicles to pass through.

The humming vibration of engines rang across the sky, and none of last night's tranquil, leisurely beauty remained.

During this busy stretch of the day, the two passengers aboard the yacht drifting on North Mountain Lake also entered work mode. What should have been the sunbathing area on the leisure deck had now become a temporary Work Area. Ronan and Yin Le both bent over sketches and documents, busy to the point of forgetting themselves.

From the moment Ronan got into the zone, he had been drawing nonstop, his pen flying as he sketched one figure after another and handed them to Yin Le for intelligence gathering and analysis.

In truth, the technology for recording thoughts had long since matured. Ronan could easily have used the appropriate techniques to recreate the images under his mental observation as electronic data and search for them directly. No matter how vivid a sketch was, it still added an extra layer. This approach actually hurt Yin Le's efficiency and gave her a great deal of additional work.

But when the boss made a willful choice, the secretary had to deal with it.

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