A Fleeting Peace

As a space-faring inspector with no fixed job-scope, Hao Ren felt that the number of his tasks was like the Brownian Motion; sometimes things would all happen at the same moment and made him wish that he could split himself in two to get an extra pair of helping hands. But at times, things were so peaceful that nothing happened at all, and he was extremely free to the point that mushrooms started to sprout...

The chase after the Crystal Core had run into a roadblock. To be fair, it was not a proper roadblock per se, it was because of the vastness of space, and the limited operation area of the droids, and there were no positive finds insofar. Hao Ren had already uploaded the messages Antony had recorded to the droid network server, and have also sent a copy to CARS, and had in advance programmed the countless aerial networks to keep a tight watch of things, and the satellites were scanning day and night for even the faintest of signals from the deep space.