Before the crew discussed anything further, they followed Michael's lead, eating their fill late into the night.
Of course, the 'night' was metaphorical. Because Venus rotated very slowly on its axis, in actuality a day here was longer than a year. Though for the sake of keeping their circadian rhythm operational, they had decided to live the same way they would have on Earth.
"So, how did you figure it out?" Victoria asked, her curiosity evident. She knew that he had the ability to hack into alien networks. But here, that tactic wouldn't work.
Claiming he had peeked into a random android database and learned that an AI uprising was destined to happen wouldn't exactly fly, no matter what kind of mental gymnastics he tried to spin.
"By combining known information and following my hunch." Michael stated calmly, quickly going over the missing cases Greg had given him access to.
"Tell me…" He smiled warmly, using his communication device to project several holograms for his crew.
