Standing on the ship bridge in the Command Room, looking at the central computer still maintaining its operational state, Fatty felt a hint of something unusual. The computer from four thousand years ago was still working, and the normally identity-recognition-based cabin doors had been open all the way. None of this made sense!
As he was puzzled, a green light shot down from the top of the bridge, scanning from Fatty's head to his toes.
"Who's there? Damn it, not coming out, huh?" Fatty shivered as he unbuckled a Fusion Hand Grenade from his body, activated the grenade's remote switch, and placed it in front of the central control computer: "Come out now, or I'll blow this place up!"
"Don't blow it up." A trembling voice speaking Chinese came from behind Fatty.
