To counter the increasingly frequent activities of that organization, SpiCa had temporarily convened this high-level meeting to discuss countermeasures and formulate an effective plan...
Of course, that was only the official purpose.
According to Flow, this meeting was SpiCa's test. Put more bluntly, Zhao Gao was going to call a deer a horse and use it to weed out dissidents.
As preparations began, the lights in the holographic conference room dimmed.
Holographic projections from every direction transformed the room. The surrounding walls seemed to vanish, broadening their view into a circular conference hall large enough to accommodate nearly a hundred people.
Of course, it was fictional.
Even the half-table before them became whole, merging into the enormous ring-shaped conference table.
The holographic conference room had three seats.
They were now arranged around the round conference table, with SpiCa, me, and Chris each taking one. Flow stood off to the side with Azura, Barbara, and Golden. Only things within the halos beneath the sofa chairs would be projected, so the others in this "virtual conference hall" would not see them...
But they would hear them.
"So amazing! Is this magic too, or technology... whoa!"
Thud—
Doggy ran around excitedly, then slammed headfirst into an invisible wall and crouched down, clutching her forehead.
"Goldie, quiet."
SpiCa warned her.
The elevator was right outside this conference room, and there was no lounge at all. Yet Flow could still pull Goldie into a corner far from the conference table to calm her down.
"Sorry, they insisted on coming, so I brought them along."
"It's fine. Just keep quiet from here on."
SpiCa straightened the documents and speech notes in front of her. Noticing my gaze, she added, "Don't be nervous, Miluno. You don't need to prepare anything. If anyone asks about yesterday, just answer