Lin Yan was so stunned that she could only stare at the timer, watching the seconds tick away. She was shaking as she thought about the possibility of a Deity attacking any moment now, barely managing to say with a trembling voice, "Great King, there are two minutes and fifty-two seconds left."
Tang Zhe'an immediately stopped pretending to cry and brazenly tucked the eyedrops he held into his pocket; he then shouted to the crew members around him, "Everyone, stay alert! A Deity could breach the Yellow Sand Space at any moment. Get your spirits up!"
Many crew members couldn't help but smile wryly at this, but Tang Zhe'an was after all a man of respect, not quite as much as Lu Yuanming, but indeed the second most important figure among the Human Race. At that moment, they all gave a somewhat listless response.
Tang Zhe'an instantly adopted a confident and bold demeanor, laughing heartily, "How's the situation with the Little Whirlwind warning aircraft?"
