"Why a teor now of all tis!?"
Margareth could not help but shout as they saw what was indicated in the holographic image.
Ethan, Olivia, Blake, Sophie, and the others all had sweat running down their back as their eyes remained frozen on a specific part of the hologram.
In the image, it showed that a large teor, roughly around thirty-five ters, along with other smaller ones, was currently heading towards the Eden Republic.
Events like this were even rarer than eclipses.
After all, although there were thousands of teors that fell to Earth every year, they were negligible.
This was because they were often too small and burned before they landed on the ground, they got stuck in the stratosphere due to the change caused by the world war, or fell onto the very remote part of the Pacific or other oceans, which causes no damage to inhabited places.
Margareth hurriedly announced, "Can you tell how long we have?"
"Thirty minutes..." Ethan replied, pushing up his glasses.
"Alright, continue monitoring the situation while I inform Commander Garren."
Hearing Ren’s na, the personnel, including Blake, Sophie, Ethan, and Olivia, all had visibly relieved expressions on their faces.
After all, Ren did not earn the title of "Clairvoyant Tactician" for nothing.
Even though the situation at hand seed impossible, the belief that every person had here towards Ren could not be asured by normal ans.
Seeing that she had delayed their panic, Margareth beckoned for Ethan and Olivia to follow her as the three of them exited the control room.
As they walked towards the eting room exclusive to them, Margareth was the first one to break the silence, as a hint of worry could be heard in her voice.
"What do we do now?"
Hearing her question, Olivia and Ethan replied respectively.
"What do you an?" "Right, didn’t you say that you would inform the commander first?"
Margareth glanced at them and sighed, "I lied."
"What?"
"The commander and his family are currently all in the Free World. We have no way to contact them."
Margareth’s serious tone made both Olivia and Ethan fall into deep thought.
They all felt dread in their hearts, but still stayed calm.
After all, facing dangerous situations like these was not their first ti.
Each and everyone of them had proudly been a part of the Twilight Task Force— the most elite special force in the past.
"It’s not like we’re gonna die, but..." Ethan comnted, but dared not speak any further.
The three of them knew— the teor itself was not the problem.
Even though it was quite large in size, they had their weapons, artillery, and defense systems, which made it impossible for the teor to pose a threat to them.
Not to ntion that they still had the mana barrier they created using the strange energy of the teorite.
The true problem lay in the fact that they risk exposing themselves.
Whenever there were incidents like these, the governnts and space agencies around the world, like NASA, would monitor the teors of this size that successfully bypassed the Earth’s atmosphere.
Thus, if they used drastic ans, such as using missiles to break the teor, it would not be long until their position was discovered.
Normally, whenever they were faced with sudden falling teors, they would use their advanced defense system to redirect the trajectory of the said teor until it could not pose a threat to them.
"The problem is its position..." Ethan said as he racked his brains about what to do.
Olivia nodded, "The teor’s position is strange. Instead of moving at a wide angle, it seed to be moving straight down towards us."
The two’s expression remained grave as they spoke to Margareth.
teors would often fall at an angle.
The chances of them falling straight down towards an area were extrely minuscule; it was not sothing that happened even once in a hundred years.
Olivia asked, "Should I call Veronica and Hassan?"
"Go ahead," Margareth answered with a sigh.
The three of them then entered the eting room, but what greeted them on their side made their eyes widen in surprise.
At the center of the eting room was a figure who was inspecting a holographic image of a map.
And no, it was not the map of Earth— but the map of the Free World.
"You... we thought you were still in the ga," Margareth asked in surprise.
Behind her, Ethan and Olivia, who had a phone in their hands, also looked pleasantly surprised.
"Oh! Hi, Aunt Margareth, Aunt Olivia, and Uncle Ethan! I just logged out of the ga earlier."
Who could it be other than Zen?
Zen scratched the side of his cheek with an embarrassed expression, "I’m just thinking about what to do next in the Free World. Are you going to use this room? If so, I’ll excuse myse—"
But before he could finish his words, Margareth rushed towards him and took his hands with sparkling eyes.
"My nephew!!!"
"Erm..."
Her liveliness made him unconsciously compare her to Adara.
Furthermore, due to her unexpected actions, Zen was at a loss for words.
"Is sothing the matter, Aunt Margareth?"
Hearing his puzzlent, Margareth facepald and dragged him by his hand, "I’ll fill you in on the way!"
She hurriedly got out of the room, passing by the still surprised Ethan and Olivia.
Olivia snapped out of her surprise a mont later and asked loudly, "Should I still call Hassan and Veronica over!?"
"Yes! Just tell them to head straight to the rooftop!"
Margareth’s voice sounded not too long after.
"Haha..."
Even Ethan, who normally wore a calm expression, could not help but chuckle at this mont.
Olivia glanced at him, "Why are you laughing?"
"Nothing, I’m just happy."
"Happy?"
"Yes, after all. Our problem was solved just like that."
Hearing his words, Olivia seed to realize sothing.
***
In the control room...
Although the personnel were temporarily cald down by Ren’s na, they could not help but still feel so trepidation.
At this mont, a prim and proper-looking middle-aged man stord into the control room and shouted.
"Everyone! Lady Margareth ordered us to gather at the building’s rooftop!"
Hearing his sudden words, the personnel could not help but be confused.
"Why the rooftop?"
"I don’t know, maybe to watch the shooting stars?"
"Before it crushes us, you an?"
...
Although they made so joking remarks, everyone moved swiftly in an orderly manner— as if this was not the first ti they experienced such a situation.
And it was really so.
Every ti they were able to alter the trajectory of a teorite, they gathered at the rooftop to watch it.
It was what they did repeatedly until it beca a tradition at present.
The cause of their panic earlier was none other than the teor’s strangely steep angle, which they witnessed for the first ti.
***
At the rooftop of the tallest skyscraper in the Eden Republic...
A group of people could be seen on it.
Due to the height of the skyscraper, so of them who did not bother to wear their jackets could be seen freezing.
Normally, at this altitude, it would be impossible to breathe and stand without difficulty.
Fortunately, the climate and weather inside the Eden Republic were being regulated by the mana barrier.
At this mont, Zen was standing in front of the group as they all stared up at the sky.
"Hmmm..."
He could not help but fall into deep thought as Margareth’s earlier words rang in his mind.
’To think that it’s possible for a teor to fall at a very steep angle to the point that it looks like it’s heading straight for us...’
Zen could not help but feel a little amazed as well.
However, hearing the murmurs of the people behind him, he could not help but feel a little nervous.
’Is it really necessary to gather everyone here? I feel like I’m a clown in a circus...’
Due to the gazes prickling his back, random thoughts appeared in Zen’s mind.
"Haaa~"
He sighed after a few monts of thinking.
Looking at the bespectacled man on the side, he asked, "How much ti do we have left, Uncle Ethan?"
"Fifteen minutes left," Ethan answered instantly.
Zen nodded and gathered the mana in his body, "It’s the first ti I’m using this kind of magic, but it shouldn’t be too hard."
The mana that ca from his evil energy surrounded his entire body as he slowly... floated upwards.
This phenonon instantly shut the murmurs of the people behind him as they stared at him in shock.
’Alright, I got the hang of it now.’
As soon as Zen finished thinking, his figure imdiately shot towards the sky at high speed.
Zoom—!
"W-What... was he really the commander’s son?"
"R-Right? If you tell he’s a superhero, I’ll believe it!"
"He’s like a real-life Superman!"
...
The murmurs of the personnel, including Blake and Sophie, drifted towards Margareth’s ears.
Beside her, Ethan whispered, "Was this your plan from the start?"
"Maybe..."
Margareth answered carefreely, her eyes not leaving the figure shooting towards the sky.
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