Just then,
a female voice rang in the man's ear.
"Manager, what should we do?"
A young woman in uniform walked up behind the man, her voice hesitant as she asked, but her brows inevitably betrayed a hint of gloom.
She, too, had a crimson eye on her forehead.
Just like the logo on the wall, everyone here had a crimson eye on their forehead, which looked exceedingly eerie.
At this moment, the office was silent, no longer filled with the usual bustle of chatter; no one was in the mood to small talk or joke around at a time like this.
The entire office was suffused with a stifling atmosphere, and many employees had already packed their belongings, ready to go home.
Blue Star had been annihilated.
The Snow Sea Project Team, responsible for the Blue Star project, would not die with it.
But they had to go home.
Similar to when Solar Star was annihilated, the project team for Solar Star went home too.