At the round table meeting of the human leadership, there was a heavy silence.
The originally ten-seat table now only had eight people left. Everyone's expressions were grave, their brows furrowed with worry.
"Luo, should we announce the deaths?" After a long silence, a square-faced man broke the quiet and spoke.
Luo shook his head and sighed, "Let's keep it under wraps for now. The news of the deaths of two void-level individuals would throw the world into chaos."
"We can't hide it for much longer. Their families have been asking me about their whereabouts. Without a response, the world will find out sooner or later," the square-faced man said.
"Keep it hidden for as long as we can. The space-time amplitude has now reached the critical level, with just one year left before it hits the complete level," Luo took a deep breath.
