Chapter 191: Ancient Literature Association
There was silence in the Liberty Auditorium.
You can hear the needle drop.
After Gu Shen's blazing fire soaked into Madam's spiritual ocean, everyone held their breath and silently waited for the "miracle" to arrive.
Song Ci clenched his fists.
"...Excuse me."
At this moment, a very soft voice slowly sounded. This voice came from an old man.
Zhou Jiren dusted off his shoulders, his face remained as usual, he looked at Crow and Gu Zhi, and said, "I'll leave this to you first... I have something to do and I need to go out and deal with it."
Song Ci did not look back, but nodded slowly.
Gu Zhi frowned slightly... As he was also banned, he vaguely felt something strange.
Zhou Jiren's mental power seems to be fluctuating?
Mr. Shu walked quickly outside the auditorium..
Gu Zhi thought for a moment, then came to Chen San and said softly, "Let me go take a look."
After finishing speaking, he quickly left the auditorium.
The entire auditorium is divided into several areas, and the three extraordinary ones have now completely sealed off the Freedom Auditorium... Theoretically, believers of the Jiujiu Foundation may launch a self-destruction offensive at any cost, so this area is closely patrolled, and the dignitaries attending the dance
They had not been evacuated yet, so they were arranged to wait in the living room again.
Gu Zhi left the main hall and looked towards the dark corridor in the distance. At the end of it, a figure in a white suit walked very fast. It didn't look like he needed a crutch.
"..."
Arriving at the place where Zhou Jiren disappeared, Gu Zhi saw an empty place.
That old guy...disappeared.
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The sacred tree breaks out of the ground and forms a large cocoon.
And then it sank.
Looking at the empty lawn near the auditorium in the night, there is nothing unusual about it, but if you look carefully enough, you will find that the soil here has traces of loosening. No one would have thought that there is a large cocoon wrapped in vines ten meters underground...
...like a coffin.
Zhou Jiren lives in the cocoon of this sacred tree.
He looked a little pale.
Although he was not a spiritual genius... he was also keenly aware of Gu Zhi's tracking intentions behind him.
It is not a wise idea to escape temporarily in the auditorium. He is the Grand Adjudicator of the adjudication chamber. What is more important to deal with than staying on site to protect the two congressmen?
Can.
He has no choice!
"Damn..."
No one saw it. Deep in the ground, the cocoon of the sacred wood began to fall again, because Mr. Shu's spiritual power began to leak out uncontrollably, and a strong sign of thought surged in the depths of the spiritual ocean.
The more confrontational.
The more stable the spirit tends to be, the more it becomes unstable.
"Is this... the door open? There are such strong signs that even I can't resist."
Zhou Jiren had a complicated look on his face, with a complicated smile on his lips, "Although it's a good thing... but it really didn't come at the right time..."
Finally, wrapped in the cocoon of the sacred wood, it dived to a depth of nearly a hundred meters.
He slowly relaxed his spirit.
"boom!"
There was a crisp sound of the waves lapping in his mind.
Zhou Jiren opened his eyes.
"031...You finally woke up."
Across the long table, a familiar voice sounded. The senior official of the Lin family who was presumed to be from the northern fortress said in a complex voice: "Your news is actually true..."
It took two seconds.
Only then did Zhou Ji see the scene here clearly.
The unprecedented grand scene in the conference room, the crowds of people, and almost no empty seats... The powerful mental impact that always occurs when the key is opened is accurately transmitted to everyone's mind.
This is a good thing.
This shows that...the spiritual network link left by Alan Turing is still fully covered across the five continents.
It's just that some seats are vacant... If one's mental strength is used to judge the time of admission to the meeting, then those who have not joined the meeting at this time are probably already dead.
certainly.
There are exceptions.
"The 'girl' with the red door didn't show up. It's unreasonable." The man from the Lin family frowned and asked: "This grand event should be the key to finding the red door... Due to emotions and reasons, she should be the first to enter.
Player, what is the situation now?"
The conference room is a bit chaotic now.
In fact, the launch of this event was too sudden and unreasonable, and everyone was still in the reaction stage of looking at each other.
"Don't worry, that girl is not dead...it was just a small accident."
Zhou Jiren rubbed his eyebrows and whispered: "The current situation is very simple. The key has awakened and found the door, and..."
"and?"
The old guy narrowed his eyes, leaned back in his seat, and sighed softly.
"And judging from the strength of this forcibly established spiritual link, the key left by Alan Turing is more powerful than we imagined."
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Gu Shen did not expect that what would happen after the door opened was such a scene.
He seemed to have come to a private conversation place that did not belong to him... On both sides of the long table, there were figures shrouded in mist. Even though their faces were shrouded in gloom, you could still see the expressions on these people's faces at this moment.
Weird, three parts confused, three parts confused, three parts puzzled, and one part shocked.
"What's going on...?"
He turned to ask the girl next to him.
Chu Ling was standing next to him, but in the eyes of those people, it was as if he didn't exist. They only looked at themselves, but ignored that there was another person.
"This is a purely spiritual world. They can't see me or hear our conversation."
Chu Ling spoke softly and said: "They can only see you, but don't worry, you look no different from them now. Your face is shrouded in 'mental fog', and no one knows your true appearance, height, etc."
Real-life data.”
"No……"
Gu Shen murmured: "What I want to ask is, after the red door in Madam's mind is opened, why is it... like this?"
Every time I come to Madam's dream.
He will always be attracted by the red door...as if the fate in the dark leads him here.
What's behind the door?
He had thought about it more than once, but never imagined that there was a conference room behind the door.
"Where...is this?" Gu Shen tried to calm down.
"If you want to ask for the coordinates... the answer is 'Deep Water Area B1086'." Chu Ling reported a code and said: "If you want to get a detailed answer, then... this is the area divided into the spiritual ocean.
One of countless independent waters, this is a corner of the virtual world where deep-sea structures are not fully understood."
"It is... the last hope of the [Ancient Literature Society]."
Classical Literature Society?
Gu Shen was a little confused.
This is not the first time he has heard the name of the Ancient Literature Society. From meeting A-009 to later conversations with Mr. Shu... this organization has appeared several times.
In the end, he checked the deep sea by himself, and the "truth" he got was——
Because of the pursuit of ancient power, the taboo organization [Ancient Literature Society] was eliminated by the joint efforts of the five continents of the Federation.
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(Actually, I want to add more updates, but it may be because I ate bad food last night and had diarrhea all day long, making me feel weak... The current situation is very bleak. I should wait until my health gets better tomorrow to add more updates.
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Chapter 191 Ancient Literature Society
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