[Location: Siberia, Outer Space, Mothership Exfil, Meeting Room]

[7:48 AM, July 9, 2849, CE]

In the outer space of Siberia, there is a very large mothership floating in space. Inside the mothership, there are multiple advanced-looking technologies left and right, and beyond them, there's a door leading to the meeting room. Inside it, there are a total of six people sitting in their respective chairs, including the red-haired woman in Siberia. As there is a single chair left at the end of the room, the people sitting seem to be waiting for someone to appear before speaking their thoughts.

As the door opened, the white-haired woman could be seen standing, and she went past the others and sat in the last chair as she looked at everyone in the room.

"Then let's start the meeting, shall we?" the white-haired woman said as she tapped her finger at the table.

"we are losing more soldiers, mercenaries and vehicles at more faster rate than we thought, rather than throwing them one by one to their death and tiring her is useless, as we pretty much know that Mobius would not get tired at all, even before her body modification" The tall buff man said as he expressed his discomfort of throwing peoples one by one knowing they won't even contribute of even harming Mobius at all, the time when they hit Mobius with the dart is just a lucky occurrence but also because of that one of the them who is head department of mercenary with a great reputation of killing the hive all by himself, died by a sudden lash out of emotion of Mobius, they might have weakened her but anti-matter energy is practically useless in the current situation she might have already recovered enough that anti-matter energy is useless at her, although not in her perfect state but it's all useless now they've wasted so much time.

"I agree with Victor here. Especially in the White Forest, those guys could not get past through the forest at all. Mines are everywhere you get close, you go blown up to smithereens, and the Frozen Caps is pretty much also filled with traps, I believe" the blonde-haired woman said as she looked at the hologram planet in front of her and then looked at the white-haired woman who is tapping the table with her fingers.

"Well, I do know that we just lost Kane Alward yesterday, but hear me" the red-haired woman said, as her eyes seemed to shine. The white-haired woman stopped tapping the table and face-palmed herself as she knew what she was going to say.

"So, what did you find? Is it another long stick that you love so much?" the blonde-haired woman said sarcastically as she covered her mouth with her hand as if to hide her smirk.

"Yes, but this time it's a short stick inside of a colorful cardboard. I believed it was called a super-premium deluxe cigarette by Madame herself" the red-haired woman said, as the others looked at her in surprise as they wondered how she even found such a rare cigarette in the first place. But the blonde-haired woman instantly stood up in her seat and slammed the table as she looked at the red-haired woman, pulling the red-haired woman close to her, but the others didn't care at all as they knew what would happen next.

"Where is the box!" The blonde-haired woman said as she looked into the red-haired woman's eyes.

"Ehh!?" The red-haired woman said in surprise, as if she didn't understand why the blonde woman just pulled her.

"I'm talking about the cigarette box. Where is it!" The blonde woman asked again, as to where the red-haired woman put the cigarette box.

"Wa-wait, I don't have it. It was taken away by Madam herself because she said no smoking on the job. Even though I don't smoke, please take off your hand. My clothes are already loose enough, and I don't want them tighter. It's uncomfortable, Isabella Valeria" the red-haired woman said as she begged. As her clothes got tighter, showing her beautiful curves beneath the baggy clothes she wears, as Isabella let go and looked at the white-haired woman looking at her.

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"Ca- can I have a single stick of those too, madam?" Isabella said as her hand twitched as if ready to steal the cigarette from the white-haired woman.

"No smoking at work" the white-haired woman said normally, not angry or anything at all, but for Isabella, that was an order she must follow or she will die in this instance if she goes on this. Remembering that she was still inside the meeting, her face paled, so she straightened herself and bowed.

"I am very sorry, madam. I let my greed get into me. Please forgive my sins" Isabella said as she looked down. Her body jerked up as she heard the white-haired woman speak.

"It's ok, sit down. For now, we are still at the meeting, so do you guys have a report?" the white-haired woman said. Isabella sat in her chair while another man put his hands up.

"Although we are losing men's left and right, wasting them on something they could not kill, I still suggest throwing those people's lives one by one rather than throwing them all at her once since that's pretty much useless" the gray-haired man said as Victor stood up and shouted at the gray-haired man.

"Are you saying we should squeeze out their lives as long as we could? Roland Thornfield, all of them were inflicted by that thing" Victor shouted at Roland, disagreeing with his opinion.

"That's why I'm letting them die even with a little hope rather than throwing all of them at once at Mobius knowing that they can't defeat her at all letting them saw that their comrades dies in a futile battle where they could not win, do you want them to despair that much as throwing that many people at her would just force her to use her instinct that could be felt by all entities at the vicinities even us will not be spared by her instinct and then despair will come at all of us, do you understand Victor Blackwood" Roland said as he looked at Victor fiercely, as in a sudden a clap stopped them from bickering, as they both returned sitting in their chairs seriously thinking of the possibility of what would happen in the future.

"So, anymore reports?" The white-haired woman said as she looked at the surroundings and saw no one speak up.

"If nothing else, then well go at Roland's plan then, by slowly killing off the inflicted soldiers and mercenaries then" the white-haired woman said as she stood up from the chair and left.

"Hey, Victor Blackwood and Roland Thornfield want to go to the arcade. They just put another game there" the red-haired woman said, not caring about what just happened.

"Sure"

"Sure"

Both of them said as if they were not caring about what they just bickered about, as if their anger at each other had disappeared in such a short amount of time.

"Elara Stormridge, Nathaniel Kane, and Isabella Valeria, do you guys want to come too?" The red-haired girl said as she invited the others, who were also about to leave.

"Elera and I are going to do our unfinished job, so we can't go with you" Nathaniel said as he and Elera left the meeting room.

"What about you, Isabella Valeria?" The red-haired woman asked Isabella again.

"You really need to stop speaking everyone's full name, Seraphina Nightshade, and why are you calling madam just madam and not her full name, but you call us by our full names?" Isabella asked Seraphina why she calls them like that and why she just calls the white-haired woman by her nickname that everyone calls her madam.

"Well, mother said to always be respectful to seniors and call them sir, monsieur, ma'am, and madam. As for why I don't call you with such honorifics, it's because I'm higher in position than you and madam is higher in position than me, so you're in?" Seraphina said as if proud of her explanation.

"Of course, I'm coming with you guys. I want to know if there's a cigarette prize" Isabella said as she followed the three of them.

"But madam said no smoking during work" Seraphina said as she looked at Isabella.

"I never smoke rare collectibles of cigarettes; I just collect them, and it's not even our work yet. Our work would start at 1:00 PM," Isabella said as she explained when the plan would start.

"Ehh? How do you know when the mission will start?" Seraphina asked of how Isabella knew when the plan would start.

"At the table of the meeting room, there was a detailed plan of what we would do. Did you not see?" Isabella asked Seraphina about how she missed such things in front of her.

"Is that so? Then I will be more observant of such things next time, but first, let's play the game" Seraphina said as they all entered the arcade area of the mothership, while Seraphina's eyes seemed to sparkle seeing such a large place to play.

[Location: Siberia, Outer Space, Mothership Exfil, Supreme Commander Bedroom]

[8:36 AM, July 9, 2849, CE]

"Mobius" the white-haired woman said in the bed as she touched the picture inside the picture frame and put it on the side of the table, looking at it as she fell asleep.