Sao Zha's troubles in his words made Mo Shu feel a touch of sadness as well, "So, what do we do?"
Sao Zha: "Dunno, the test results aren't out yet, we'll only know once they come out."
"How long will that take?"
"Dunno," Sao Zha sighed, "probably about a month."
Mo Shu: "......"
"You don't know anything, you useless piece of crap!"
Sao Zha took out a cigarette, "I'm upset too."
Mo Shu: "....."
With a flap of Sao Zha's wings, the cigarette lit up, and a wave of sadness silently spread, "We'll just have to take it one step at a time."
Mo Shu: "Waste."
With all this commotion, Mo Shu couldn't get back to sleep.
The main mission had yet to be completed, and now there might be a possibility that everything had to be started over from scratch; Mo Shu's heart tensed up.
