Lu Bai and the uniformed old man made only small movements.
Although plenty of people in the Combat Command Center were secretly watching the two of them, the technicians present couldn't possibly figure out what had happened downstairs from those small gestures alone.
At most, the technicians were a little curious. It wouldn't affect their work.
The uniformed old man naturally couldn't make a big deal out of this. He simply stood silently beside Lu Bai, waiting for his next instruction.
"Just handle it as you planned."
After watching for a while, Lu Bai looked up and smiled. "Don't panic."
It had to be said: ever since he'd decided to step forward and change the world, he'd seemed almost omnipotent to everyone around him.
Even the uniformed old man, a remnant of the old era whose worldview had long since taken shape, had no doubts about his abilities.
Such a simple sentence, spoken by Lu Bai, could give people immense confidence.
"Yes." The uniformed old man struggled to control his surging emotions, barely managing not to lose his composure.
The young man in his new disguise walked down the corridor without encountering any obstacles.
At the same time, the monitoring department's technicians stared in dismay at the latest data they'd collected. The supervisor suppressed his panic, wanting to report the news immediately.
But in truth, there was no need for him to report it.
After all, light took less than two seconds to travel the distance between the Moon and Earth.
The image from the probe displayed on the central screen abruptly vanished, leaving it completely white. The central screen soon switched to footage captured by a wartime satellite.
In just a few seconds, the once-bustling Combat Command Center fell into a deathly silence. Only a few instruments still operating