But even the "Death Eye" couldn't discern the "flaw" in the barrier enveloping Building No. 3.
"Pop."
A drop of cold liquid splashed on Shinkata Misaki's face, and the girl looked up at the pitch-black sky.
Accompanied by a "swish," the rain falling from above began to increase.
"Director, it's raining." A guard took out an umbrella, shielding it over the director's head.
Aside from the busy soldiers, other researchers started looking for rain gear or simply hid in vehicles.
Shinkata Misaki let out a cold snort, pulled up the hood of her jacket, and tucked her hands into the wide sleeves.
In just a few seconds, the drizzle had turned into steady rain, with the tendency to become heavy.
At that moment, the sound of an engine roaring came from overhead as a helicopter adorned with the Dubhe Tower insignia slowly descended, its sixteen-meter-long rotor blades slicing through the rain, flinging the water away.
