On the observation deck of the Asgard, Fu Xing handed Lin Fu a drink to relax her spiritual power and sat down in front of her, staring out into the starry sky through the transparent curtains. His personal work terminal was casually tossed on the table, the screen flickering slightly, a reminder that there was work to be handled.
Lin Fu was fiddling with her new Light Computer, which was of higher quality and functionality than the previous one, exclusively supplied by the military. The one she had been using was removed and thrown away by Clive's men after she was captured. After data extraction, her inbox and homepage had simply overloaded.
Tens of thousands of messages made it impossible for her to keep up. She ignored most of the unfamiliar names and bluntly sent a mass message to her friends that she was on her way back.
Replying individually was simply overwhelming. There were just too many.
