The topic of conversation on the battleship these last few days was about the mysterious beta.
"How are you guys so sure there's only one? I think there's a bunch. Otherwise, how could over a thousand of us soldiers have our 'Sea of Consciousness' sorted out in just two days?"
"That's a good point. Could it be the betas already on our battleship?"
"No way. Have any of the betas on the ship ever helped you sort out? Was it this good? It's miles apart."
"Shh, keep it down. If you upset the betas, they might stop helping you."
"Do you think it might be those two SS-tier betas?"
"They're on another battleship."
"So who is it?"
"Who cares? If they want to stay hidden, we should help cover for them, not expose them."
"Fair enough."
"..."
Officer Lyao, passing by, stroked his chin, deep in thought.
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