The director of the research institute bowed his head before Noah, his body trembling, too afraid to speak.
No one knew what kind of pressure Noah had placed on him to make him appear so weak.
"Alright, Director, I need to get back to my research on Spatial Expansion Technology. It seems that without my personal involvement, things just won't get done," Noah said. "For the next few days, do not disturb me. Just observe our masterpiece!"
"Yes, yes, of course."
The conversation between the two ended rather unpleasantly.
Speaking with a disguised Monarch of the Exotic Species, let alone an actual one, indeed brought tremendous pressure.
After Noah left, the research institute's director collapsed to the ground, not even having the courage to stand up and crawl back to his seat.
He extended his wrist, and a mark resembling a watch appeared on his arm.
It was counting down.
24:13:23:11.
He... had only 24 days left!
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