City Hall Main Conference Room, frequent good news comes from the front line.
On the holographic map, the red areas representing the fallen territories are continuously decreasing, which makes everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
If this trend continues, the impact of the unrest should be controllable.
Everyone congratulates Sikinkov, praising his competent command, which will certainly be rewarded once the matter is resolved.
Sikinkov finally shows a smile on his face.
But then, a frantic administrative assistant rushes into the conference room: "Mr. Acting Speaker, the Lakefront Business District Police Precinct transferred a communication, saying their authority can't handle it and it needs you personally."
Sikinkov: "Put it through."
It's a holographic communication, the strategic map of New Moon City on the conference table temporarily disappears, and light streams gather to form another clear image.
In the image, a man wearing a haori stands against the wall, smiling.
