"Estimated time to the coastline: 45 minutes. The coastline has appeared on our radar, which also means we've appeared on theirs." Yi stood in the command room, silently watching the holographic tactical display. The map was gone, replaced by rapidly flickering 0s and 1s.
Qing Chen remained silent. Yi glanced at him and silently handed him a parachute pack. "You should go. The moment we reach the coastline, you must leave the Junlin Aerial Fortress."
In fact, Qing Chen had long planned to leave the Aerial Fortress ahead of time.
There were two reasons for this:
First, once the Aerial Fortress returned to port, it would inevitably undergo a thorough inspection by Storm City. With every white person aboard now dead, they would certainly conclude that the Aerial Fortress had been attacked.
Given the Western Continent's treatment of Blacks and Asians, to ensure that no one had infiltrated the fortress, they would kill every survivor aboard.
Therefore, Qing Chen could not blend in among the Blacks and Asians. That was also why he had let those people go.
Second, after discovering that the Western Continent also had a Superconducting World, he realized that none of the white people aboard the Aerial Fortress had logged in during the past few days. Their relatives and lovers would inevitably become suspicious.
Storm City might already know something had gone wrong with the Aerial Fortress. They were merely pretending otherwise, waiting for Qing Chen to walk into their trap.
The Aerial Fortress's communications channel opened, and a gentle female voice said, "Welcome home, Junlin. We will dispatch a fleet to escort you. Come back. Duke of Storm has prepared a victory banquet for everyone."
After the communication ended, Yi said, "They aren't here to escort us. They're here to take control of the Aerial