The meeting room felt dry, as only a line of chairs surrounding a circular table was the highlight of the room.
All the seeds gathered inside as they sat down, waiting for what's coming next.
No. 80: "Why do you think they called for us?"
No. 17: "Probably for the guidance that instructor Lilac talked about."
No. 18: "Yeah, but it doesn't feel good when not all of us are here."
No. 25: "33 is not graduating, so of course he won't be here; just one month won't kill the lad."
No. 80: "Come on, 25. If there is someone between us all that deserves to graduate, it is 33."
No. 9: "The higher-ups must have their own plan for 33, so let's just focus on what's coming."
The door to the meeting room slid open, and from behind it, three people entered.
Two of them were familiar; only one was completely unknown to the seeds.
All the seeds stood up as they saluted the incoming lieutenant.
Lieutenant Rock: "At ease, please get seated.
