The lettering in that line of text was extremely square and regular-or rather, it had no typeface to speak of, only a mechanical assembly of strokes.
Like a voice with no rise or fall in pitch, no fluctuation of emotion.
Big One had guessed who the other party was, which was why he reacted as though facing a formidable enemy. Zhong Lizi had guessed who it was from his reaction, and naturally she was extremely nervous too. Zhao Layue showed no reaction at all. Her gaze moved quite naturally away from the text, and she brought up a star chart to begin plotting a course, monitored the data feedback from the Thunder God mecha's propulsion units, and repaired some of the residual data Ran Handong had sent over. She even had the machine in the cockpit brew a cup of tea.
During this time, the text on the Light Screen dissolved into fragments again, revealing a girl in a yukata. She looked at Zhao Layue with some curiosity, seemingly trying to guess her true feelings at that moment-whether she genuinely did not care about her, or was forcing herself to remain calm.
After finishing those trivial tasks, Zhao Layue glanced at Star Gate, which had already shrunk to a little ball outside, confirmed the course with her own eyes, and picked up the delicate teacup. Looking at the girl in the yukata on the Light Screen, she asked, "Can you perform physical operations?"
Jing Jiu had asked the same question. The Maiden Priest, who should have been on the Capital Planet at this time, smiled faintly and gave the same answer. "I can only do what I can do."
"If you can control this mecha remotely, make it stop. If you can control the warships remotely, make them open fire."