Chapter 284: Meeting (Part 2)

A moderately sized meeting room

A round wooden table, five chairs, and a fairly bright light overhead.

In this space, everything was subject to change; it could be a train car, a castle perched on the edge of a cliff, a cozy cabin, or like now, furnished only with a set of table and chairs, completely devoid of any other items.

Of course, the members of the Supreme Council didn't mind, as long as its rules were still effective.

Vote—passed—irrevocable.

Indeed, because of this space's existence, the Foundation's senior decisions were not endlessly debated and constantly emerging.

At the moment, a man of average build with slightly long black hair was sitting in front of the round table, incessantly tapping on the surface, appearing extremely agitated.

Just like last time, the room trembled again.

A two-meter tall, incredibly robust man then appeared in the chair.

"Dos... disappeared?" he asked without any preamble, having seen the black-haired man was already there.