As the complaint ended.
Theodore couldn't just wait for Polestar to reply immediately, so he started another round.
Entered the game.
The destination was still the Central Station, but this time the team didn't rush to their deaths.
Instead, a few leaders were discussing something.
Theodore wandered nonchalantly in the team, moving closer. As he listened to their discussion and exchange, his eyes gradually widened, and the livestream room also bubbled with excitement.
[These seem to be military soldiers?]
[That's right, they're using some tactical terms, they should be from an armored division.]
[How do you know so much, upstairs?]
[A ten-year retired veteran here. Probably soldiers from our Antarctic Star Federation?]
[Aren't they officially broadcasting? Playing secretly?]
[Who knows? Aren't the other federations also not broadcasting?]
[This is exciting, Theodore, get closer, listen to what they're saying?!]
Then gifts started flying in the livestream room.
