Terra's Big Shots Are Still Big Shots

Then Calgar shared his visor feed with Lin En's visor.

Lin En saw a line of tiny silver-white text on Calgar's display:

"Little Calgar, may I speak with Lin En alone for a few words?"

It was the Machine Spirit.

Not surprising. A twenty-one-day vacation had turned into one day. Of course the Machine Spirit was going to be depressed. He would be too.

Calgar looked at Lin En.

Lin En nodded at him.

Calgar understood instantly.

So Calgar nodded as well. "We'll head out first and wait outside. Priest Lin En has something to take care of."

Calgar called for the Honor Guard to leave first, leaving Lin En alone in the elevator.

The Honor Guard filed out, leaving Lin En alone in the hall-sized elevator.

The elevator doors closed. A silver-white glow emerged, and the Machine Spirit appeared beside Lin En again, tugging at her twin tails with a dejected expression.

Lin En almost laughed.

But laughing out loud seemed a little mean.

Haha, a twenty-one-day trial pass had turned into one day.

The Machine Spirit bounced twice, deeply reluctant to part with her current body.

She had not yet taken Lin En to sit by the creek in the Ecological Dome, had not yet shown him the stars from the bow observation deck, and had not yet taken him to fight the cooks for golden apples in the cultivation zone.

She had a to-do list accumulated over ten thousand years—!!!

She was truly miserable. "Can't you stay on the ship forever?"

Lin En answered her with complete sincerity. "Probably not."

Just look at how anxious Yellow Pelt had become.

If he did not go soon, Yellow Pelt might directly teleport him onto the Golden Throne.

The Machine Spirit's mouth turned downward, and she became even more dejected.