"Three more hours till Liming."
Fang Hong muttered to himself.
A moment later, he asked again, "Any news on the community?"
The one who answered was Parker. "You asked at just the right time, Alchemist, I just found a post from our Miss Nightingale," the Papalarian replied smugly. Ever since the lesson from the last dust storm, they had picked up some new tricks and agreed on how to keep in touch if they lost their usual means of communication.
They had split it into three scenarios: comms system down, community down, and all normal means down—right now it was actually just the comms system that was down. Something unknown was going on over in Quistack, cutting off contact with the outside. But unlike the great dust storm, the community was still accessible as usual.
