The research center is always the busiest place in the base, composed of a chief scientist who almost wishes to place their mass projection in every lab across the Empire, and a group of equally passionate and crazy researchers forming an "army" that is in some ways no less formidable than the Pandora Army. Every time I visit their lab, I get the illusion of stepping onto a battlefield, the atmosphere around as intense as the Earth's core.
I found Taville's mass projection in the B-N8 dismantling area, where she was overseeing the container opening test. This was the seventh attempt. All previous tests had ended in failure, and the researchers present wore expressions of seriousness and perplexity. The container attracting everyone's attention was floating over a three-meter radius anti-gravity platform, surrounded by two high-intensity Ghost Energy Shields, appearing quite serene under our watch.
