Click—
The classic wooden door was slowly pushed open.
An elderly figure walked into the small, exquisite reception room.
"Mr. Mayor," another tall elderly man followed the aged figure, "is there anything I can help you with?"
He then turned around and gestured with a wave of his hand.
The slender middle-aged man wearing glasses behind him immediately obediently closed the door.
The figure in front was Mayor Wente of Dawn City, and the one following him was Najia.
"How is the laboratory doing?"
Mayor Wente sat on the sofa in the reception room and waved at Najia to sit beside him.
"Everything is going smoothly. This exotic beast is stronger than the previous one."
Najia nodded as he moved to sit on the sofa, but his movement suddenly stopped midway.
He frowned slightly and immediately turned his gaze toward the direction of the camera, quickly walking over.
His cheek got closer and closer to the camera, gradually filling the entire screen.