"I just don't get it. The Insect Race comes at us every single day. Can't we give ourselves a break?"
Shen Qiuyue said nothing, simply sheathing her sword. She sat down and silently began to clean her gear.
"Sister Qiuyue, say something!"
Sun Yang couldn't help but look at her.
"You think this training is too much, don't you?"
"If you think it's too much, you can take it up with the commander!"
Shen Qiuyue glanced up at him and said coldly.
"But I'd advise against it, unless you want to lose what little time you have left for sleep!"
Sun Yang immediately shut up and flopped over on his bed.
"Fine, I give up..."
Meanwhile, in the command room, Li Chang'an was reporting the day's mission status to Liu Na.
"Are you certain the Insect Race nest in that area has been completely cleared?"
Liu Na sat behind her desk, her brow slightly furrowed as she tapped her fingers on the surface.
"It's cleared, but that was just the periphery!"
