"Sure. But... when they wake up and ask when you'll return, how should I answer?"
Black's core program was bound to follow Mu Fan to Winter Tree Star, but at this moment, it clearly needed to save the relevant settings in its secondary program.
Otherwise, if these people woke up and discovered that Mu Fan had vanished without warning, chaos would inevitably follow.
"I... don't know." Mu Fan's voice finally showed a trace of hesitation, but it quickly turned firm. "I can't say three months, or a year, or longer, or even that I may never return. I can't promise anyone anything."
Mu Fan's voice was calm and candid. Beyond the Gate of Shen He lay the unknown.
Even he could offer no guarantees.
So he could not selfishly bring his companions with him into the unknown!
"Set three time checkpoints: ninety days, one hundred eighty days, and three hundred sixty days. At each checkpoint, reply in my voice. If it's been more than a year, then don't answer at all."
"That really isn't a good answer. Lu Qingxue definitely won't accept it." Black sighed.
"I'll leave her a message separately."
Mu Fan spoke steadily and decisively. With a gentle sweep of his hand, rows upon rows of Hibernation Pods aboard the Dawn Warship appeared on Asura's light screen.
At the top of every Hibernation Pod was a half-glass cover that displayed the occupant's face. Mu Fan's gaze swept across those covers one by one.
They were just as young, but the immaturity of the past was gone...
A battlefield was the place where a person could grow quickly.
Satisfaction flashed through Mu Fan's eyes, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously. He was grateful to have such a group of friends who had shared life and death with