"What a shame. If we knew the name, I might be able to recall the corresponding planet." Herta sighed helplessly.
"You haven't even unlocked the regional map, so don't expect full map visibility right from the start," Silver Wolf said evenly. "Treat this like a game and take it one step at a time."
Herta nodded.
"Then let's analyze our situation based on the information we have and make a plan."
She took the pen and paper from in front of Kafka, writing and sketching as she spoke.
"We know we can stay at the Refugee Home for one month, and there's a job fair every Monday. We're lucky we arrived over the weekend. There's one tomorrow.
"But I don't recommend leaving tomorrow. None of us have our Path abilities right now, so going it alone won't work. Kafka was right to establish a faction. Our next step should be expanding it.
"In a human society at this level of civilization, whoever can unite more people has more power. A lone wolf won't get far.
"Given the size of this Refugee Home, I'm confident we can recruit at least a thousand rank-and-file members if we have a week.
"We can organize our members and have everyone apply for jobs in the same city, or even at the same company.
"The alliance's center is Giantwood City. If Number One wants to imprison her younger brother, she'll certainly keep him somewhere close by.
"That makes our destination clear: Giantwood City!"
By the time Herta finished speaking, she had written out an action plan.
She already had the plan in her head. This copy was for the people whose minds weren't quite as sharp.
Herta tore off the sheet and passed it over. Stelle and March 7th hurried over to read it.
Kafka