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Chapter 309

Mila and Phoebe squeezed in as the next elevator arrived. Most of the people on this elevator were the
top experts from Norvania, who were here to deal with the aftermath of the explosion. Whispers filled
the air in the elevator.
“Exactly what are these purple particles? It’s the first time I’ve seen this phenomenon.”
“I’ve heard it was caused by an accident while developing the hydronium missiles.”
“Hydronium? Hasn’t the researcher who developed hydronium already died? How is this possible?”
“There were two bottles left, but they’re probably gone by now.”
“Are those purple particles the result of hydronium’s reaction with something? The explosion had been
terrifying. It felt like half the earth shook. Many continents were affected. There were earthquakes and
even tsunamis-”
“Shh, we’re here. Be quiet.”
The elevator chimed, and everyone got off. Mila and Phoebe shared a glance. They followed the others
out of the elevator and into a large conference room.
In the conference room, Mila saw the top brass of the military base, as well as top engineers and
chemical researchers from various fields. Joe and Alan, whom Mila had met before, were also there.
Everyone had a serious look on their faces as they discussed disaster relief and
reconstruction.
Due to the size of the crowd, those with less experience were standing on the sidelines. Mila and
Phoebe stood in a corner, listening to their discussion. Nathan was so busy that he completely forgot
that Mila was there.
Alan opened a PowerPoint presentation, explaining the reasons for the experiment’s failure, the
damage caused by the explosion, and how to deal with the pollutants in the air. Mila looked grim after
hearing their proposed solutions.
“General Morrison, this is the quickest and most effective way to reduce the pollution based on the
research we have done,” Alan said.
“How long will it take?” Nathan asked.
“It will take about a week to reduce air pollution. The filtration for water pollution will take about sixty
days. In the meantime, it’s best to evacuate residents who live nearby.”
Voices of skepticism began to rise.
“There are tens of thousands of people at our base, let alone all of our armories and gear. Are
we supposed to move all that ?”
“Exactly, that isn’t feasible.”
“There may not be many people living nearby, but there are still at least ten thousand people scattered
arcund. How do we evacuate them?”
Nathan scanned the room and asked, “Any other solutions?”
The other professors were desperately searching through the data, hoping to find a solution in the
mountain of information.
“Nate, why don’t we call in some specialized researchers from Sunterland to help us?” Fennal
suggested.
A shadow seemed to pass over Nathan’s eyes, and he fell silent.
“Ms. Hudson, you may not know this, but we’ve already spoken to Sunterland. They said a researcher
once simulated experiments on hydronium missile explosions, but the data was lost. The researcher
who experimented is dead as well,” said the secretary–general.
“So, Dr. Howard’s suggestion is the only possible solution?” Fenna asked nervously.
“For the time being, yes,” the other professors confirmed.
Phoebe approached Mila anxiously. “Mila, don’t you know how to solve this?”
Mila hesitated. She had no idea how she could help Nathan without revealing her identity. The
discussion continued fervently, but there was no better solution in sight.
Just as Nathan was about to agree and move on to the next item on the agenda, Mila stepped out of
the crowd. “Wait.”
All eyes turned toward her. The tension in Nathan’s eyes gave way to a gentle warmth.
Fenna huffed disapprovingly. “Ms. York, why did you follow us here? You’re not supposed to be here.”