"The older I get, the worse my hearing becomes. Young man, what did you just say?"
The old man's expression had visibly stiffened. On closer inspection, one could even see his lips trembling unnaturally.
"Mm."
Lu Bai repeated himself. "I destroyed one of the Mona people's interstellar battleships."
The old man's head jerked back, and the medical team behind him rushed forward again.
They skipped checking his vital signs and went straight to emergency treatment.
The medical staff each took on their duties, occasionally tossing out a technical term that left Lu Bai bewildered.
One-Eyed Dragon hurried forward several steps as well, ready to take the old man to the intensive care unit at once if his condition turned serious.
Lu Bai wanted to step closer for a look, but all the fully armed soldiers around him raised their guns and aimed them at him. Even the hidden sentries, caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, had no choice but to reveal themselves in a panic.
It was clear that the old man before him held an immensely important position in Shelter No. 9.
Lu Bai was already awaiting judgment for breaking the law. If his words caused the old man's death, there would be no way to smooth things over.
Fortunately, after nearly ten minutes of emergency treatment, the old man finally recovered.
He raised a hand to dismiss the medical staff blocking his view, then looked at Lu Bai with a complicated expression.
After a long while, he sighed softly. "Young man, could you tell us everything that happened after you left the shelter, in detail? Don't leave anything out. This is important."
Lu Bai thought it over and didn't refuse.
He had planned to explain the situation in detail anyway.
That would make it easier