Chapitre 417: Supply

 "The shuttle in front has to move faster! This batch of building supplies has to reach the 11th building of Area B or none of us are getting off work today!"

Zhang San frowned while listening to the voice drifting through his spacesuit. It was a man's voice filled with desperation and urgency. In reality, everyone was rushing, but the speed of the hovercraft was only so fast. Even though the lane was already divided into top, middle, and bottom, for the workers on the Light Moon, the traffic was still incredibly crowded.