Acting Speaker Lawrence Lemo
Su Yu and Cat Morning Star curiously studied the projection of the meeting.
The meeting was about to begin. All eight Star-level members of the Core Committee had arrived.
Not all 873 Planetary-level members were present, but seventy to eighty percent had arrived. Only a few scattered seats remained empty.
Su Yu and Morning Star swept their gazes across the Planetary-level seats.
After searching for a while, they finally found Luman Greed.
Luman Greed sat toward the front of the military delegation, upright and solemn.
The other Planetary-level attendees around him also looked more or less serious, because they knew there were important matters to discuss today.
It was also worth mentioning that, besides recreating the entire conference hall, the 3D projection had a "Public Discussion Area" at the top.
This "Public Discussion Area" was somewhat like a video's scrolling comments function. Residents watching the meeting could speak in the discussion area, and their messages would appear one after another in a designated area directly overhead.
The residents were already discussing things heatedly, their comments streaming above Su Yu's head.
Fortunately, they were all written in Silver Common Tongue, which Su Yu could easily understand:
"Today's meeting should be a bit longer, right?"
"Definitely. Interstellar teleportation has just opened, so there must be a lot to discuss."
"I heard today's meeting will last around six Feige Hours."
"Six Feige Hours?! Wasn't yesterday's meeting only fifteen minutes?"
"There weren't any important agenda items yesterday, so of course it was quick. Today, even at the fastest, it'll take three or four Feige Hours. If it drags on a little, that makes six Feige Hours."
"Has everyone heard? Something huge happened in Star Zone 170. Five rank-eights died, and they seemed to be military personnel!"
"I haven't heard anything."