Jiang Yan turned her head to glance in the direction of the ship's conference room, where many people were now walking briskly toward it.
"Jiang Yan." Ye Qing, whose forehead was dotted with sweat, emerged from the corner and happened to see her. "Let's head over together."
Jiang Yan nodded. "Alright."
When the two arrived at the conference room, it was already filled with people.
Sun Jingtao, Kong Wu, and Zhao Yougong had also come over from other ships.
Mo Jingsheng cast a cold gaze around the room and, after confirming that all the core personnel were present, he said, "Let's begin."
"Understood." Song Haitao stood up, and at the same time, a projection screen flickered to life, displaying a blueprint.
It was a cross-sectional diagram of a warehouse.
The outline of the section was covered in blue markings, accompanied by labels indicating depth, pressure, and other data points.
