Well, Anthony's incessant muttering received no response; the distance was too far, and his soul call couldn't reach Ange.
"Uh, how often does his lordship return? Is there any way to notify him to come back?" Anthony asked upon returning.
"Yes, last time the Little Angel poked his ribs, and he came back. Why don't you try that?" Lisa suggested.
Anthony shook his head like a rattle drum. Such an act might be doable for the Little Angel, but he himself dared not; he would wait.
Idle and bored, Anthony then asked Lisa, "What are you all doing?"
"We're tidying up the environment, seeing if we can plant some crops on the farm, then build a few warehouses to store some supplies. The Teleportation Array makes transporting things much easier, but the air here diffuses too quickly and is very thin. I'm thinking about whether there's a way to contain it," Lisa explained her work.
Anthony covered his face.