After listening to Noah's explanation, Li Chen understood his intentions.
At the same time, he confirmed the true attitude of the commanders, people in charge, and even ordinary survivors before him toward the Star-Level Shelter.
They held Li Chen in awe.
They did not dare speak loudly in front of him, nor did they dare meet his gaze directly.
Yet deep down, they felt a powerful sense of belonging and identification with the Star-Level Shelter.
After all, there was good food and drink here, decent jobs, and one person's income was enough to support an entire family.
They also did not have to endure constant manipulation and the trampling of their dignity.
To survivors who had endured the devastation and trials of the Doomsday Catastrophe, this place was practically heaven.
Anyone who was still dissatisfied with this place,
who did things that betrayed it from within,
or even openly acted as a traitor,
must have had a bear sit on their head.
As Li Chen pondered, more and more commanders and people in charge began crowding forward.
Each of them reported the situations they had encountered to Li Chen.
The scene quickly became extremely chaotic and noisy.
Seeing this, Mo Yue immediately frowned deeply.
Her older sister, Mo Li, acted before her.
"All of you, quiet down!"
Mo Li stepped forward, and an incomparably powerful Mental Power blanketed the entire area.
She rebuked everyone present.
Sure enough, when the big sister stepped in, things were different.
As Mo Li's rebuke rang out and her incomparably powerful Mental Power spread across the area,
every commander fell silent as a cicada in winter.
They looked cautiously at Mo Li.
"Don't be so disorderly. You're all chattering over one another—how is the Commander supposed to hear what you're saying?"
"Have you no Rules