Fu Jian wearily put down the document in his hand.
Even after taking the elixir Wang Jixuan sent over, going several days and nights without sleep pushed his brain to its limit.
He had to rest for a few hours now.
If the Terrifying Mecha Drivers stationed at D2 are insufficient later, he might need to go to the front lines himself; he must be at full capacity.
"Commander," a staff officer inquired beside him, "there's another online meeting. Should we connect? It's already prepared."
Fu Jian yawned, "What's it about?"
"A comprehensive dispatch meeting initiated by the D2 Commander at the front lines."
"Connect it, delay the subsequent meetings for now."
"Yes."
A projection screen popped out from Fu Jian's mechanical arm. He operated it a couple of times, supplying his brain with a bit of refreshing potion.
