After ending his communication with Morris, Bunier hesitated again and again.
Though he felt a little depressed and ashamed, he still took out his communicator and contacted Lu Qingxian.
"Lord Envoy..."
Lu Qingxian's virtual image soon appeared in front of Bunier.
The chairman of the Federal Parliament and the Federation Executives had likewise been anxiously waiting for news.
"After the six experts, Morris included, arrived in the Crimson Planet's outer space, five of them set out for the Crimson Planet. Only Morris remained behind in the Space Fortress, responsible for ensuring its safety."
Bunier said helplessly, "In the end, only a dozen minutes or so later, all five level 210 experts lost contact. They most likely stepped into Yi Chen's trap and scheme."
"What kind of trap could make even five level 210 lords unable to break free?"
Lu Qingxian and the Federation Executives were all dumbstruck.
Sure enough.
Sure enough, things had started getting unreliable again.
What the hell—five level 210 Earth Tree Race Experts working together could still fail?
The Earth Tree Race was indeed a golden thigh, and a very thick one at that.
But it really did not feel very comfortable to cling to.
Every few days, there was some accident. Every few days, some problem cropped up.
"It's still hard to say right now. Morris and the Space Fortress are already on their way back, so there's no way to investigate."
Bunier said helplessly, "For now, the most important thing is still escorting the Large Warship to the Earth Tree Star Cluster."
"Only after we return with reinforcements can we thoroughly deal with Yi Chen, the Shadow Emperor, and the Various Races."
His heart was full of unwillingness.
Because if Yi Chen was captured before the reinforcements arrived, most of the credit would go to