Wukong remained perfectly merged with the vent wall above the command deck, every atom of his transformed body matching the metal around him. His awareness stayed locked on the conversation below. The Multiversal below had finally started explaining what "that" actually was.
A new voice cut in — sharper, carrying the distinct weight of an Expert-tier Multiversal. He had only recently joined the fleet.
"Wait," the newcomer said. "What exactly is this 'that' you have been talking about? I've been with the crew for 3 months now and this is the first time I'm hearing about some secret method."
The first Expert glanced at him, then at the captain. The captain gave a short nod.
