The sudden transmission in the middle of the night sent Wang Baole into shock. His breathing stilled for a second. He grabbed at the voice transmission ring and spoke hurriedly into it, his eyes bright with worry and anxiety.
"Tianhao, where are you!"
However, no matter how many transmissions Wang Baole sent, Lin Tianhao seemed to have vanished into thin air again. Wang Baole was greeted with radio silence. It was like sinking a rock into the deep ocean. He tried a few more times without any success before he climbed to his feet, determination shining in his eyes.
Lin Tianhao had taken his place on the team. Wang Baole knew that Lin Tianhao's disappearance had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't help his guilt. He didn't hesitate. He located the Martian Colony Governor's transmission number and contacted her.