Zhang Zhengqing's voice echoed through the Central Control Center.
"Wh..."
Ren Feng's pupils trembled violently. His Adam's apple bobbed, but only a brief sound escaped his throat.
He drew several hard breaths before asking in a ragged voice, "H-how much time do we have?"
Zhang Zhengqing glanced at the Holographic Image before him, his eyes thoughtful.
"If we don't take any action..."
"About twenty-four hours."
Ren Feng stared in shock.
"That's all the time we have?!"
Zhang Zhengqing shrugged. "I know you're anxious, but hold on a second."
"I haven't finished yet."
"City Four has an emergency oxygen supply system."
At that, much of the anxiety on Ren Feng's face faded.
He let out a long breath. "Come on, man. Next time, could you finish explaining first?"
Zhang Zhengqing fell silent for a moment, then nodded. "With the emergency oxygen supply, we should be able to last another week."
The corner of Ren Feng's mouth twitched sharply.
"A week?"
"What can we possibly do in a week?!"
Faced with Ren Feng's demand, Zhang Zhengqing spread his hands and said helplessly, "Nothing."
"We can only hope the people in City One repair One, or... get in touch with the Human Fleet and have Zero step in."
"But what if..."
Zhang Zhengqing cut him off. "If neither succeeds, all we can do is wait to die."
Ren Feng's breathing grew rapid.
He stared blankly at Zhang Zhengqing, then turned and scanned the City Central Control Center in utter bewilderment.
"This is how it ends?"
Ren Feng muttered to himself.
Suddenly, as though something had occurred to him, he whipped his head around and fixed his gaze on Zhang Zhengqing.
"Can't you restart the Fusion Reactor?"
"Y-you managed to start the Optical Quantum Computer. Starting a Fusion Reactor shouldn't be that hard, should