"How's it going?" Lin Jingjing asked, frowning as she looked at the time on her Star Ring.
Three hours left.
Luo Xiaoying, who was sitting there, stretched out her legs, which had gone from numb to aching.
She lifted a hand to knead them. The sensation was unbearable.
"Not good." Luo Xiaoying shook her head. Then, looking at the five people in front of her, she urged, "Captain Lin, you all should leave S12 Star now."
"There are still three hours left, and I'm not sure I can actually defuse the bomb in time."
The others sighed in unison, raising their hands and waving them at her. "It's fine. You keep going."
"We'll stay here with you."
"We'll leave on our own when the time comes."
Lin Jingjing replied. There was no way they were going to die here. They would wait another two hours.
If she still hadn't succeeded when time was up, they would have to retreat, regardless of the people here.
