But why does the Professor look so grim?
As if he's about to die.
The assistant, who was initially full of joy, began to worry again.
Based on past experiences, it's best to lower one's presence at times like these.
"Hmm."
The Professor responded nonchalantly, and the assistant let out a sigh of relief.
Jolton Huffman didn't show any kindness to the Colonel and directly controlled his wheelchair into the base.
Seeing this, the assistant perceptively moved forward to push the wheelchair.
Neither the Colonel nor the Professor were people she, an assistant, could afford to offend.
At the lab entrance, Jolton Huffman frowned at the white seal.
The white seal had nothing on it, serving no real function.
Yet it was enough to be annoying.
Was it really necessary just because you got scolded along with someone?
"Take it off."
The assistant glanced at the expressionless Colonel behind her, took a deep breath, and tore off the white seal.
