A son like that

Inside the 40th group branch, a short man was sitting inside a large hall that had more than fifty chairs lined up together.

Men in black suits were seated on all of them. In front of them, two men stood on a high platform as if explaining something.

The principal sat on the side.

He had come at the wrong time when all these people were having a meeting, but since it was not a secret, they allowed him to listen to their discussion.

"How many of you are at the 2nd phase?"

An old man with a short white beard and long white hair stood on the high platform.

He seemed more than eighty years old and looked as if he would fall to the ground in the next instant.

He was the man who managed the finance and planning of the 40th branch. Everyone here just referred to him as "Old Man."

All the people seated were the members of the group, and most of them had awakened.

Hearing the question, over four people raised their hands.