Out of the corner of his eye, Yu Lian indeed caught sight of the ancient robot lady. She appeared as if she had manifested out of thin air, sitting right on top of the drinks cabinet. She was wearing a hard hat, a gray shirt, and blue work pants, with a tool belt around her waist. She even had grease stains on her clothes. At a glance, she looked like a well-trained mechanic.
But come to think of it, that was exactly how redneck contractors in the great United States of the twentieth century dressed. Did master shipbuilders in the space age dress like that too? Talk about a stereotype!
As expected, the cyber ghost might be late, but she always showed up... Or rather, once someone started talking about her, she wouldn't be late at all.
Admiral Sylvester couldn't help but freeze. "Ro... what robot?"
He hadn't seen Little Gray, of course, nor had he heard her voice, but he had still heard Yu Lian muttering.
"Uh, I meant that Colonel Rozers is a clever fellow. I'm sure he'll perform his duties to the letter," Yu Lian said with a straight face.
"So, about their transfer orders..." The old senior's tone was hopeful.
"Senior, what do you mean? They're active-duty officers of the Blue Star Commonwealth. They eat the Commonwealth's food and draw the Commonwealth's pay. They aren't my retainers. How could I possibly have any objections? A man like me can only watch them go with a gratified look, wishing them a safe journey and a bright future." Yu Lian continued to keep a straight face.
Admiral Sylvester still didn't seem to notice the sarcasm, so he decided to manage a polite smile for the time being. Of course, even if he had noticed, he could only pretend