Chloe Sinclair was out for three hours, and when she came back, she’d brought everyone a ton of food.

When Sutton and his brother caught a glimpse of the logo on the bags, their surprise was no less than anyone else’s.

"This... a meal like this must cost several hundred, right?"

A few hundred might not seem like much, but with thirty people helping out, one boxed meal for each person would add up to over ten thousand.

"Miss Sinclair, we’d have been fine with something simple."

In Emberfall, a few hundred for a meal wasn’t a lot, but not everyone was willing to spend that kind of money on food.

Chloe Sinclair naturally understood this and explained, "You’ve all worked hard today. It’s well-deserved."

These materials weighed hundreds of tons, and after working for several hours, they had finished less than half of it.

"I’ll still need your help for the next two days," Chloe Sinclair said as she started handing out the boxed meals from her car.

Just like that, any grumbling among the crew vanished.

After the meal, Chloe Sinclair began to assemble the materials.

The materials were scattered all over, numerous and complex.

Sutton and his brother had wanted to help, but after watching for a good while, they couldn’t make heads or tails of what she was doing.

"Miss Sinclair, is there anything we can do to help?"

After all, Chloe Sinclair didn’t have unlimited strength. She was already drenched in sweat after just two hours.

She had been about to say she could manage on her own, but then she saw how exhausted she was when the work had barely begun.

So, the words on the tip of her tongue changed. "Is everything cleaned up outside?"

Sutton nodded. "It’s basically finished."

"Then I’d like to ask for your help with something. Please build a model track, following the lines I’ve drawn on the lawn."

Sutton didn’t understand, but he did as Chloe Sinclair instructed.

He had his brother gather the crew and announced in a clear, loud voice, "You see the lawn outside? Miss Sinclair has drawn a bunch of white lines on it. From now on, we’ll be working under her direction, understand?"

Sutton was a military veteran, and many of the men working with him were his former comrades-in-arms.

Therefore, everyone naturally listened to Sutton’s words.

Everyone broke off to get to work, and under Chloe Sinclair’s direction, the model track was mostly finished by 8:00 PM.

"You’ve all worked hard. Let’s call it a day. The men on duty can continue their shift, and everyone else can get some rest."

She paused, her dark eyes landing on the Sutton brothers. "I ordered takeout for everyone. I’ll need to trouble you to grab it when it gets here."

The mention of takeout made Sutton grin. He patted his chest and said breezily, "Sure thing. Leave it to me."

Only then did Chloe Sinclair feel at ease. She returned to the lab, spent half an hour writing a summary report for Jasper Shaw, and then left.

Once the lab’s model track was mostly complete, the researchers Jasper Shaw had temporarily transferred over finished the handover and began building the model.

Jasper Shaw had submitted a report on this project to the relevant government departments long ago.

After a few months, the authorities gave their official approval, stating they were very optimistic about the project.

Consequently, the high-temperature superconducting levitation train project was granted priority in certain matters.

For example, the relevant departments had nominated the Shaw Group’s high-temperature superconducting levitation train for the national key support program.

It was actually Nathan Trenton who told Chloe Sinclair this news.

She wasn’t surprised that the project was held in such high regard by the higher-ups, but she was surprised that Nathan Trenton knew something so confidential.

Nathan, however, didn’t try to hide it. "My dad was part of the selection committee," he said bluntly. "He’s the one who told me."

Chloe Sinclair nodded quietly and thanked him.

But this reminded her of something.