Chapitre 1162: Unlucky Modo

Ten days later, somewhere in the Shattered Star Ring, a spaceship flew, dragging a long trail of flames. Within the cockpit, Aesop was looking at the Shattered Star Ring star map with countless red marks that represented dangerous areas with a grave expression.

The captain stood to the side, hesitated for a moment, and said, "There aren't many routes left for us. We're about to hit a dead end. If this carries on, we probably won't have a way to get you out of the Shattered Star Ring. Do you have any plans?"

Aesop pressed his hands on the table so heavily veins appeared on the backs of his hands. He growled, "Aren't you guys professionals? Why is this happening‽"