"Within a month."

Chloe Sinclair’s reply was firm, delivered with almost no hesitation.

The short reporter got the answer they wanted and returned to their seat.

But just then, someone suddenly asked, "Excuse me, what is the main purpose of gathering so many media reporters here today?"

Chloe Sinclair’s expression darkened, her pitch-black eyes fixing on the woman who had spoken.

The woman was very young, looking like a recent college graduate, but her question was incredibly sharp right from the start.

Despite being the focus of so many gazes, the woman wasn’t flustered at all. She continued, "Just yesterday, a research lab in Meridia also held a press conference. The device issues and nuclear wastewater problems Miss Sinclair mentioned are diametrically opposed to the methods used by that Meridian institute. And today, you have deliberately guided us—and the viewers watching the livestream—to pay attention to that Meridian institute’s press conference. What exactly are you trying to imply?"

The reporter spoke clearly, her analysis logical and well-reasoned.

Chloe Sinclair was genuinely impressed.

She stood on the stage, her dark, serene eyes like the placid surface of a lake. Though nearly every gaze was fixed on her, her face showed no trace of nervousness.

The reporter who had spoken started off with a powerful presence, but seeing Chloe Sinclair just smile without saying a word, she suddenly felt a little intimidated.

Suddenly, Chloe Sinclair began to speak slowly.

"What I want to express is exactly what all of you are already thinking."

There was only one answer in everyone’s minds. For Chloe Sinclair to state it so bluntly was like a clap of thunder, completely electrifying the entire venue.

The reporter who asked the question seemed to have never imagined Chloe Sinclair would be so direct. For a moment, she just stood there stiffly amidst the crowd, the gasps of those around her ringing in her ears.

She didn’t even realize when she had sat back down.

Compared to the shocked crowd in the conference hall, the online viewers were clearly bewildered.

[What is Chloe Sinclair even trying to say? What does she mean, ’what you’re thinking is what I’m trying to express’?]

[I’ve been watching since the livestream started, and I only now realize this is all a setup!]

[HOLY SHIT, Chloe Sinclair is such a badass. Her topic today seemed to be about the research team’s results, but every single piece of data is different from Meridia’s, and she even denied the possibility of retrofitting the Mark Device.]

[If you think about it, that foreign research lab is super shady. I looked up their registration date—you’ll never guess—they only registered last year! The highest degree among their researchers is a doctorate, and they only have one. After digging deeper, it’s seriously terrifying the more you think about it.]

[I’m calling it now, that bullshit foreign institute is just a group of scammers. Getting research results in just one year? Look at any great scientist in our country—don’t their achievements take eight or ten years? What makes Meridia’s institute so special?]

[Hahaha, don’t give Meridia a pass. Next thing you know, their president will be claiming they run the whole world.]

[I already forwarded the livestream to my boss. He saw Meridia’s device and was planning to buy one. Looks like we should wait and see now.]

The Meridian research institute was just a shell corporation for a manufacturing company. Anyone who bothered to look could find traces of the truth on various websites.

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「Meridia」

A group of people were smugly celebrating the surge in global orders.

"Haha, Zenthia’s orders are the highest right now. We’re going to make a killing this time!"

Each unit cost a million. The number looked huge, but compared to the hundred-million-plus cost of a Mark Device, the price was practically a steal.