Jing Shu swallowed, her voice barely concealing an urgency she herself hadn't noticed. "Then what? When are we leaving? How many people are going? How will we proceed by sea, land, and air?"
Yang Yang chuckled softly.
"We plan to use eighty cruise ships to transport several million tons of crude oil back, starting from Xuwen Pier. The round trip will take about three months, but we'll have to wait for coordination and scheduling from the higher-ups; it'll probably be another month or two.
"This time, they want to assemble a team of 'Highly Martial New Humans.' The standard is much higher than our trip to Miguo, given the considerable risks and the large, high-value cargo. So, the security and protective forces must be top-notch.
"Among those dispatched this time, from Wu City, it's just you, me, and Hao Yunlai—the three of us. The others are top talents from across the country. As for whether any teammates from our last Miguo trip will be there, that's unclear.
