Pro Society

Night wore on.

Richard returned to Blue Lake Manor.

In the study of the stone building, Richard sat at the desk, lightly tapping the tabletop with his fingers as he considered various matters.

Earlier, he had told both Lich Old Man A Fu and Pandora that there was "nothing to worry about," and he had not been lying. After the Shangbala Uranium Mine had first been investigated, he had made quite a few arrangements and prepared to confront the Truth Society face-to-face.

According to his design, his construction of the mine might appear suspicious, but it could all be explained, allowing him to reach an outcome acceptable to the Truth Society and prevent any further interference with his subsequent nuclear weapon research and production plans.

But theory was one thing, reality another.

For example, someone taking away a crate of ore powder today had been an unforeseen incident.

Although the incident was still within an acceptable range of deviation, it made him more cautious.

His nuclear weapon research and production plans were among his most important current matters, with an extremely high priority. No matter how he looked at it, he did not want the plans to die halfway through.

Therefore, his confrontation with the Truth Society had to be as foolproof as possible.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Richard lightly tapped the tabletop, continuously sorting through his thoughts and trying to identify anything he might have overlooked before patching up each issue.

After some time, Richard let out a breath and muttered to himself, "Mm, there shouldn't be any problems now."

"Still, it would be best to make one final preparation." Richard spoke again, feeling the gray ring on his right hand.

To the naked eye, it was a rather unusual ring. Compared with the Space Iron Ring, it was somewhat