After hours of building exhaustion, worry, repression, and the tsunami-like assault of confirmed massive casualties, grief and rage completely shattered her rational dam!
"Liars! All of them are liars!!"
She suddenly turned around and rushed towards the entrance of the lounge area, her eyes filled with madness.
"Damn those high-ups! Damn the director!!" She roared, her voice echoing through the empty floor, full of visceral hatred and accusation, "Where is your intelligence?! Where is your survey?! Didn't you say it was only Sinful Embryo Level fluctuations?!!"
"Our people!! Our people are not consumables! Not numbers!!!"
She rushed to the elevator entrance, kicked the heavy metal door frame fiercely, making a loud "bang," but was promptly pulled back by Fang Qingyu.
"Bring my people back!! Give them all back to me!!" Duan Ling's tears finally gushed out like a breached flood, mixed with the dirt on her face, leaving a trail of embarrassment and despair.
