Chapter 1141: 1141 Too Formal

Max gestured toward the General's empty seat at the table, and sensed the man's embarrassment when he recalled that they all had nameplates at their seats.

That wasn't how Max knew his name, of course, but it was a plausible excuse for the slip.

"Oh, yes, of course. Please do join us at the table. There are many things that you probably don't know about this place yet because you wouldn't know to ask them, or the common Legionnaire wouldn't know to tell you. First and foremost, this place isn't natural. It is not one of the actual layers of space, it is like a bubble, formed in the boundaries between layers.