"Yes, teacher."
"Congratulations."
"Huh?"
"I also learned some news. The Empire has granted the existing hundreds of Modified Implementors the right to choose, but they all voluntarily asked for the mark. They succeeded. This proves one thing: reproductive isolation did not exclude you and those Modified Implementors from the great collective of Human Civilization. What makes us brethren and family is not our bodies, but our hearts."
With that, Dylan Mitchell pointed to his head.
A long-lost smile appeared on Austin Camp's face, "Thank you, teacher."
"No need."
"Teacher, I didn't participate in the last unexpected battle. When can I...?"
"Don't think about those trivial matters, you're still not quite there. Leave."
"Alright, teacher, I understand."
Watching Austin Camp leave, Dylan Mitchell turned his head and pulled up the fleet report data.