Elder Zhao was deeply shaken as well, but they had decided from the start to leave aboard the moon. Adding Blue Star now was still manageable.
After letting everyone discuss it for a while, he raised his hand.
The meeting room quickly fell silent.
Once Elder Zhao confirmed that Qian Zhenhua had finished, he looked at the official in charge of logistics and production.
He was a slightly plump middle-aged man with pronounced dark circles beneath his eyes.
Over the past year, Great Xia's production demands had climbed almost daily.
At first, it had only been weapons and equipment.
Then came Underground City expansion, robots, drones, Mecha, warships, the Lunar Base, the Terra Factory, and the Kona Outpost Base.
Now there were thirty-six shipyards, mass production of Heavy Engineering Robots, and a comprehensive acceleration of the planetary engine program.
All that pressure ultimately fell on the logistics and production system.
Seeing Elder Zhao look his way, he immediately sat up straight.
"Sir, although our logistics and production system is under tremendous pressure, we will certainly do our best to cooperate with the Academy of Sciences and turn all research results into actual production capacity."
After saying that, he felt there was nothing wrong with his words.
Logistics really was nearing its limits.
Yet Elder Zhao's brow slowly furrowed.
Everyone present was adept at reading expressions. Sensing that something was wrong, they felt the atmosphere in the meeting room gradually grow heavy.
Elder Zhao neither slammed the table nor raised his voice.
He simply looked at the official and spoke slowly.
"Your best?"
Those two words immediately brought cold sweat to the man's forehead.
Elder Zhao set down his teacup and said evenly:
"I know the logistics system is under tremendous pressure."
"I also know our comrades are working around the