The eight mechas were traversing the boundless universe, heading towards the base station.
The journey was long, and after twenty minutes of traveling, Hu Ping couldn't help but turn on the communicator, "Reporting to the instructor, I'm so bored, can we talk now?"
Fan Li knew these youngsters couldn't bear loneliness, "Permission granted."
In the universe, if one remains silent for too long, one might quickly go crazy, so chatting can well dispel the loneliness.
"Yay, Instructor Fan, you're the best."
Fan Li felt a bit guilty; he also wanted to chat. What else could he do to pass the time during a mission?
But a group of young people would naturally talk about games and gossip, suitable for all ages.
Feng Wansha wouldn't miss the opportunity, "Caicai, hurry up and talk about your mecha modification ideas."
