The Orc Alliance's actions were tantamount to a direct declaration of war against the Interstellar Alliance, exacerbating the divide between ordinary people and orcs and leading to more tragedies.

Who is guarding Jinlai?

Yu Wei went to the changing room and asked about the situation while changing his clothes.

"You should know Lu Qin and Wu Ming."

"Yes, I remember."

Yu Wei nodded, got dressed, and took the thick stack of documents from Zuo Li.

"These are the objectives for this mission. I didn't have time to print out the other details, so I'll send them to you." Zuo Li opened his communicator, brought up the message sending interface, and sent several large files together. "These contain detailed information about entering Lai and some other important information."

"Is there a key point?"

As Yu Wei stared at the page filled with black text, he felt his head buzzing and his brain throbbing.

"Extracting key information is also one of the essential basic abilities of a commander." Zuo Li pulled up his collar and patted him on the shoulder: "Good luck."

"Teacher, I'm really panicking if you don't go and keep an eye on things for me."

Yu Wei said this, but he wasn't afraid at all. The slight upturn of his lips revealed his true feelings.

"Stop joking." Zuo Li gave him a light kick on the leg, "Go early and come back early."

"Oh, right." Yu Wei took a few steps, thought for a moment, and then turned back: "Then I'll trouble you, teacher, to make the trip for the wedding."

"I know, I know, all you ever think about are those few drinks and those few dishes." Zuo Li waved his hand, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the spaceship door, his voice booming: "Go early and come back early."

"Sigh, really..."

Yu Wei shook his head and walked towards the command room located in the opposite direction from Zuo Li. He originally wanted to contact Zhou Siyu to tell him, but then he remembered that Zhou Siyu was still resting, so he decided to send a message instead.

The brief reunion was followed by a long separation, which was a torment for both of them.

Longing is like the endless rain of October, gently entwining my heart.