Although that equipment's skills were dazzlingly powerful, its core was absurdly unreliable. Using it was clearly rather difficult.
As long as it was not attracted to other clothes, it should still be fairly dependable.
The Prompt Device put it succinctly.
In other words, if it was attracted to certain clothes, it would become somewhat useless.
Russell fell into thought.
Teams in the early stages of entrepreneurship always had a hard time—if they were not missing something here, they were lacking something there.
For fuck's sake.
This could not go on. He needed to find stable interstellar travel equipment, along with some capable and dependable subordinates.
"Why not come back first?"
"Though I do not know how this civilization handles punishment, on Earth, stealing clothes would probably only get you detained for a few days."
"Once the detention is over, you can come pick up your equipment again."
Mei's words made Russell nod involuntarily—given the current situation, he really could not keep orbiting that damn piece of equipment like some stupid dog.
He had to obtain the ability to travel interstellar routes from somewhere else.
Russell flicked his hand, shattering the handcuffs around his wrists, then directly requested permission to cross worlds.
As white light flared, he landed inside the little house in Manchester.
Inside the house, the gentle Yamato Nadeshiko was making tea. Kiana still clung tightly to her game console, but Durandal clearly had no intention of indulging her foolish little sister. She directly shoved Kiana into what was obviously a painting of a training room she had obtained from Xi.
Looking into the painting with X-ray vision, he could see Nian putting Xi through physical training, while Yelena and Mudrock were undergoing specialized spell training.
Bronya, who looked fourteen or fifteen, was chopping ingredients in the kitchen. Beside