Pickle stood there watching, clearly frustrated—there was nothing he could do about it.
But this wasn't over. Not even close.
Just as the Recon Corvette climbed higher into the sky, it suddenly gave a violent shudder.
"Huh…?" Pickle raised an eyebrow. Something was definitely off.
…
Inside the Recon Corvette, red lights flashed across the control panel. The onboard AI kept blaring warnings—energy reserves were nearly depleted.
Big Ears turned around and shouted, "Shrimpy! We're outta juice—go swap in a new crystal core!"
"Uh…" Shrimpy scratched his head and didn't move an inch.
"We can't swap it."
"What? Why not?"
"'Cause we already used the last one," Shrimpy said matter-of-factly, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Big Ears stared at him, dumbfounded. He was speechless.
The other zombies in the squad fell silent too.
