"Sparta Star really is in chaos now. The Kree achieved their goal."
The ship reached its destination and stopped in orbit around Sparta Star. The sensors displayed the situation on the ground.
Gin unfastened her safety belt and tucked her long golden hair behind her ear. Her hair carried a faint platinum sheen, looking especially beautiful beneath the starlight.
Hacking skills were of little use at a time like this. The chaotic war had destroyed most communications facilities, and the warring sides were like several wild boars tangled in a swamp, biting and tearing at one another.
There was no command or tactics to speak of. The communications they could hack into contained nothing but profanity and screams, so there was no point listening.
"The Kree have no interest in this planet. If Sparta had any valuable resources, it wouldn't have become a tourist planet." Su Ming rolled his neck. "After this, should their tour package be renamed 'Post-War Wasteland Tour'?"
"Mm, that does sound pretty good." Gin smiled as she considered it. She actually did feel like signing up for a tour group, but now was not the time. "The Kree fleet really has left too."
"I told you, the Supreme Intelligence is shrewd. Once its goal is achieved, it will definitely slip away. It won't even waste the energy needed to keep its fleet hovering in orbit." Su Ming looked into the distance of space as though waiting for something. "Now we just need to wait for the Galactic Council to enter the scene. Once I use them to wrap this up, we can go home."
"The Galactic Council..." Gin mused.
Su Ming stared into space. At the center of the planetary system was a white star, like a giant glutinous rice ball. "Though the Kree and Shi'ar