Host, this is bad. Is the transmitter you gave Li Huaiyu real?
A huge mothership was hovering outside the planet, with many small flying battleships coming and going. At a time like this, there was no telling whether humanity had discovered them.
Good grief, it looked absolutely terrifying.
It blotted out the sky—a flying battleship that huge!
The last bit of sleepiness Su Qiao had vanished in fright.
"Impossible!"
The transmitter she had given Li Huaiyu had been fitted with a stealth shielding device. Even if the signal could reach outer space, it still couldn't be picked up by any other signal source.
You'd better hurry and think of a way to investigate. If this matter gets out of hand, you'll probably get yourself into trouble too.
444 hadn't forgotten that its host had made and handed over the transmitter.
"It's time to go take a look."
Su Qiao no longer cared about her headache. Without even bothering that it was still pitch-black outside, she drove home.
She had previously made a simple special Radar Detector, which was locked in the basement at home.
All the way there, 444 kept investigating the giant mothership, though it didn't dare get too close.
The moment the car stopped, Su Qiao jumped out and dashed straight into the basement.
After opening the door with her iris and fingerprint, she ran toward the metal rack in the corner.
She grabbed a black, cube-shaped device from the rack, stuffed it into her backpack, and turned to leave.
Just then, 444 detected the landing site of a Small Warship.
Host, the nearest flying vessel landing site is here, at the summit of this mountain. If we hurry, we can get there in about two hours.
"Let's go."
After locking the door again, Su Qiao shouldered her