That room, a floating board sealed by an invisible energy, seemed almost conscious as it emitted a faint, eerie red glow.
...
Watching everything proceed smoothly, the Three Founders finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Luckily, the unknown entity that had attacked Dean the T-Rex had not launched an attack on the NW organization.
As for now...
Even if that unknown entity launched an attack on the base, they were no longer as panicked as before.
The activated headquarters of the NW, though not as terrifying as the Deep Sea Base, was not a place where ordinary Third Rank Life could probe.
The terrifying firepower structure, the powerful computing power of the Brain in a Vat...
And beside them, this unremarkable old man and the hovering, glowing board...
These were their true reassurances.
Unless the Saint of White Elephant Country from that day arrived,
they couldn't think of any creature capable of breaking into this dragon's den on its own.
