[Apologies, photon communication is currently unavailable.]
Jiang Xinli tried to send Sheng Tianze a message again, but her Light Computer's signal remained disconnected.
She frowned and glanced out the window.
The black wall of the sandstorm, once towering into the clouds, was now less than three meters from the house.
Fine gravel and small stones pelted the glass window, the sound growing more and more intense.
Fortunately, the cottage, a product of the interstellar prison, had excellent shock-absorbing capabilities in both its walls and its glass.
Additionally, to prevent attacks from Puppet Corpses and Mutant Beasts, an invisible one-way protective mesh had been installed on the glass.
You could see outside clearly from within, but from the outside, it was just pitch-black.
Even so, Jiang Xinli had long since turned off all the lights inside to avoid attracting any Puppet Corpses.
