"Sir, preparations are complete. The first batch of personnel has finished connecting to the immersion command mode."
Pandora's phantom image appeared on Lee's retina.
Her magnetic-storm angel body was still stationed at Stein Tower, but wherever there was a network, she was everywhere.
"Mm. Tell them to get ready to come over."
Lee nodded, flipped himself up, and left the warehouse. He summoned the Project Armor and sped away for a while before finally stopping at an abandoned factory. Taking out the Privateering License once more, he opened a space wormhole tall enough for a person to pass through.
"Mr. Lee Stein."
"Boss!"
"Is this the real boss or a projection?"
After a brief wait, a group of people emerged from the wormhole. Felicia led the way, followed by a number of mid- and lower-level managers from Stein Group.
Aside from Felicia, who remained as meticulous as ever upon seeing Lee, the other employees were all laughing and joking without the slightest hint of restraint.
"Alright, be serious."
Lee laughed and scolded them lightly. "There are no do-overs for this simulation test. No mistakes are allowed, or they'll be recorded in your overall evaluation. Don't blame me when that happens—I can't control your president."
"Hehe, don't worry, Boss!"
"Guaranteed no problem."
The Stein employees grinned and thumped their chests.
No matter where one went, the person who did not handle affairs was often the most "lenient" and the most popular. After all, he did not have to play the bad cop, yet all the credit for handing out rewards went to him.
Naturally, these elites who had stood out from countless candidates to remain at Stein Group possessed the qualities expected of them. Once Lee turned serious, they all straightened up and readied themselves.
"This time, you have two tasks.