Uncle Mason sighed. “His superpower shouldn’t be inferior to Qian Li's.”

“Each has its own strong points. Qian Li can see further, while he can see in more detail. But they’re both more useful than scouting robots,” Sis Ceci said, and I agreed with her assessment.

“They seem like a crack troop,” Nino said with his cigar in his mouth.

Everyone looked at the three fighter planes that were on our tail. It did look like an unusually small force. Three planes chasing a Ghost Eclipser spacecraft? They had to be a crack troop.

“They seem to be watching us, too.” Earl’s glasses shone, and there were two trails of dried blood below his nose. “Judging from their distance, they seem to be trailing behind us...