Imperial Capital, suburbs, a military base.
A black Audi slowly drove through the heavy Mysterious Iron Gate. This military base was hewn into a mountain, able to withstand a super weapon of nuclear warhead level!
The building environment inside the mountain was no different from the outside world; if it was daytime outside, it was the same here, and if it was twilight with stars outside, it was also so here.
At this moment, in a large conference hall.
On both sides of the square conference table, dozens of high-ranking officers were at a standoff, each holding their own views on the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, unable to reach an agreement!
One by one, their faces were red and their necks thick, they banged on tables and threw chairs around, barely stopping short of coming to blows, especially the pro-war faction, who were exceptionally hot-tempered.
