Buzz——
Buzz buzz————
A sound like an electric current sounded continuously, six times in a row, and people appeared on the six high-backed seats that were originally empty. In an instant, the seats were filled.
It's just that the person sitting there is not a real [person], but some kind of existence similar to a projection.
Everyone had arrived, and the blond man sitting in the main seat straightened his clothes and showed a smile.
"Ninety days have passed since the dream tree sprouted."
"The phenomenon of filtering lost news history - the rewriting of [lostbelt] has been successfully completed."
"Well, first of all, let's celebrate the successful conclusion of the first phase."
He looked at the six colleagues sitting around the table and nodded.
"This is the result of your hard work and should be rewarded."
His name is Kirshtalia Wodem.
It was the man who made a proclamation to the remaining employees of the old Chaldea in Antarctica three months ago.
So naturally, the six phantoms sitting around the table are naturally the remaining six people in Group A. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call them [The Hidden Ones] now.
Ophelia Famsologne.
Wasabi seeds.
Kadoc Zemlupus.
Scandinavia pepelongino.
Belial Gat.
Debit Zem Void.
At this moment, they are holding a meeting in this unknown place...
Chapter completed!