A Satisfactory Report Card

At Mo Yue's words, cold sweat poured down Trujillo's cheeks.

He was also overwhelmed by anxiety.

But after all, he was the Chief Decision Maker of the shelter with the strongest overall strength on the planet.

Though he felt deeply wary and uneasy, Trujillo still forced himself to continue answering Mo Yue's questioning.

"That was only an accident... We never expected to run into Li Chen!"

"But Lord Mo Yue, please rest assured! Such minor losses are nothing!"

"Li Chen's Star-Level Shelter doesn't have airtight air defenses either! Through our previous probing attacks, we have calculated the defensive blind spots of the Star-Level Shelter!"

"Next, we only need to... seize the right moment and calculate the missile launch timing to inflict effective damage on the Main Camp of the Star-Level Shelter!"

Trujillo spoke with great confidence, but Mo Yue was clearly dissatisfied with that answer.

She slowly closed her eyes again.

The bald, fat official Ma Gudian immediately acted as Mo Yue's mouthpiece.

"What Lord Mo Yue wants is not your so-called theories, but actual results!!"

"Actual battle results, understand?"

"How many enemy troops did you kill? How much enemy armor and how many aircraft did you destroy?"

"How many enemy defensive fortifications did you demolish?"

"We only look at results. Your theories and processes are irrelevant! Do you understand?"

"You are all Decision Makers of the International Shelter, so you should all understand perfectly well! Those weapons and equipment beyond modern technology were not given to you so that you could stand here making excuses about how powerful the Star-Level Shelter is!"

"Results! The results of battle!"

"Who can provide concrete battle results?"

"Can anyone hand in a report card?"

After Ma Gudian finished speaking, his gaze swept across the remaining several thousand shelter Decision Makers.

The enormous, spacious