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Chapter Seven May 23, 2231, UTC Fleet Base Penglai, Conference Room Erik, Jia, and Emma waited in the conference room for the arrival of Lieutenant Commander Tensen. There was no reason to subject the others to an uncomfortable situation they couldn’t control. Anno’s assurances that the man would take orders from Erik wasn’t the same thing as knowing the officer would do so in the field. The door slid open, and Tensen stepped in with a calm expression. His careful gaze scanned from face to face. Erik watched him, waiting for the man to complain about the humans not standing and the AI wearing a fake admiral’s uniform. Tensen moved to the table and took a seat. “It’s good to finally meet you, Major Blackwell.” “You can just call me Erik. I think it’ll confuse things if you use my old r