"The probability is high, but it's not easy for you to survive," the old woman said.
"Understood," Xu Xingke replied.
He put away his card, stood up, opened the door, and walked out.
Although many Professionals had left, the spaceship still housed a large number of researchers and various Professionals.
Everyone was busy with their own tasks.
Xu Xingke arrived at the command center.
The Swordswoman was sitting in the commander's chair, crossing her legs, playing a mobile game.
Xu Xingke walked over and sat down next to her.
"Why are you here? There's nothing going on at the moment,"
the Swordswoman said without looking up.
Xu Xingke smiled, revealing his white teeth:
"Anyway, I'm just wandering around."
"Wanna play a game?" the Swordswoman asked.
"No."
"Alright, then watch me play."
"Okay."
Xu Xingke was speaking when he saw several Professionals approaching him.
They were members of the Tower of Tarot.
Could the traitor be among them?
