Three years, perhaps even...
More!
This sudden turn of events had already thrown Mu Fan's grasp of the future wildly off course.
Because everything that had happened during that suddenly vanished span of time was unknown!
"Can't the exact time be calculated?"
"It can't. It has to be calibrated against the time kept by the major powers. The problem is that the loss of the pan-interstellar network makes it impossible for me to complete that process."
"Then initiate a reverse warp and search for the nearest human settlement."
Nearest target confirmed—Ao Han Freedom Alliance.
"Before the warp, do not stop searching for the Dawn Warship's signal."
Mu Fan believed that even if Fatty and the others had left because of some unforeseen circumstances, they would definitely have left behind corresponding markers.
With the Dawn Warship's formidable firepower.
With Fatty and White Hair's two relic mechas.
With Lu Qingxue, a professional combatant, as well as Bai Yiduo and Bai Guyue, two Grandmaster-level medicinal plant specialists.
They should be fine...
As his thoughts raced, Mu Fan swiftly issued an order.
"All personnel, enter warp mode ahead of schedule. Please return to your respective Hibernation Pods."
However, just as Mu Fan was about to say the next sentence, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Somewhere in the darkness, a voice was calling to him in his mind.
That feeling of flesh and blood being connected...
"Shura?"
"Wait for me!"
Mu Fan froze for a moment, then shouted to Nuonuo before striding rapidly toward the combat storage bay.
"I sense... a loathsome aura."
"Greed, destruction, power..."
"Reckless plunderers..."
Mu Fan pressed his palm against Shura's cold armor.
Shura lowered its body and synchronized everything it had sensed with Mu Fan.
Man and machine.
Their movements were fixed there like statues.
After a long while...