Duron Street No. 111, shelter.
As the walls slid into place with a loud bang, the entire shelter was completely sealed off.
However, there was no sense of stuffiness.
Under the enhancement of secret techniques, it was as if they were above ground.
Moreover, they could see everything happening on the ground—
In the main hall of the shelter, six crystal balls, each 0.5 meters in diameter, were neatly arranged.
Inside the crystal balls, one could see everything happening at the harbor on the surface.
Watching the meteorite that was falling, everyone was in a state of panic.
The plump aunt placed Dennise on one side of the hall.
Reed, Bofute, and other high-ranking officials of the port were all here.
Of course, this also included the widowed Duchess of Fort Swallow and her children.
"Miss Dennise?"
"Please come here."
Lady An Lu greeted Dennise with a smile.
