Although there are laws to protect the soul, its essence still falls within the realm of ordinary people.
Someone like him should have been stationed at the command headquarters or in a mobile base to support Huai Shi and their group, but now, plunging into Hell, it becomes increasingly arduous.
The current Domains outside, to him, have already become a downright dead end.
Once his helmet is removed, within seconds his organs would succumb to the suppression accumulated in the Abyss, and even timely injection of the Astronomical Society's stabilizing potion wouldn't allow much activity.
At his age, the weight of the spacesuit is a considerable burden, and even with the support of exoskeletons and the robust physique of a Russian Federation Man, acting nonchalantly is impossible.
Raymond first repaired the depth stabilizer and the airtight activity chamber within the Sun Boat, allowing him a bit more freedom after shedding the spacesuit.
