On the planet Tavira, in Underground City Number One, all the high-ranking officials of the civilization were gathered. The atmosphere in the conference room was so heavy it felt like it had been completely saturated with mercury.
Everyone was waiting with anticipation, anxiety, and fear for the final judgment of fate to arrive.
People would subconsciously look up at the large screen every few seconds, and when they saw no information had been transmitted back, they would lower their heads and try to think about other problems. But no problem could be thought about for more than five seconds; within five seconds, they would always be unable to resist looking up at the large screen again, and then repeat the process.
In the anxious wait, finally, the slight noise that had been in the conference room instantly disappeared, as if the pause button had been pressed. In this slightly strange silence, those who had been looking down also seemed to sense something and raised their heads.
