Early the next morning, as the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouded Crystal Tower, Ron was already packed and ready.
He didn't bring many personal belongings since the Abyssal Observation Station had extremely strict security protocols, prohibiting any items that might carry contamination.
"Are you ready?"
Reynolds's voice came from outside the door, ten minutes earlier than the appointed time.
As a senior member of the observation station, he fully understood the importance of punctuality.
In that place, any form of negligence could lead to disastrous consequences.
"Of course."
Ron checked the room one last time to ensure no important items were left behind.
Ailan and Dale would remain here to guard his private research findings.
"Ink" was still in recovery from the last energy conflict, also unsuitable for the hazardous environment of the observation station.
The two walked in silence, taking a dedicated flying vehicle to the observation station.
