With plenty of time on their hands, the two of them first chatted about various non-confidential matters on the Polar Planet.
Jiang Qiuqiu asked how Mo Si had been doing recently.
It wasn't Mo Si's first year there, so he was doing fine. It was the same thing every year, after all.
Then, the conversation turned to Jiang Qiuqiu. Her life at school wasn't very eventful either—just a simple routine of waking up, eating, attending classes, and sleeping.
Of course, there had been some new developments.
"I can pilot a Medium-sized Mecha now."
Mo Si, on the other end of the video call, was also surprised. "You can pilot a Medium Armor?"
"Mhm, I tested in a B2 Battle Armor. I can control it for about 40 minutes."
There was a long silence from the other side as Mo Si thought. "Logically speaking, you shouldn't be able to withstand the pressure inside the cockpit."
