Ten minutes later, Tang Mo was in the conference room, where everyone was already assembled. There were even more people present than last time.
After all, the current plan was going so smoothly, but they still hadn't found a solution for the problems to come. The base's leadership had formed a new think tank, hoping to face the difficulties ahead by pooling their collective wisdom.
After all, the light of hope was shining so brightly now; no one wanted to give up halfway.
As all eyes turned to Tang Mo once more, she pulled forward the middle-aged man who had been cowering beside her.
"Tell them what you just told me."
The man couldn't stop his body from trembling. Not everyone could remain composed when faced with so many powerful presences.
Tang Mo was accustomed to such situations, but the man clearly was not.
But this was a rare opportunity—a chance to meet a benefactor and see the leadership in person. The man knew he had to treasure it.
