Chapter 103 Quiet in the Auditorium

Silence filled the Freedom Auditorium.

You could hear a pin drop.

As Gu Shen's Blazing Fire permeated Madam's mental ocean, everyone held their breath, silently awaiting the arrival of a "miracle."

Song Ci clenched his fists.

"...Excuse me for a moment."

Just then, a very soft voice slowly sounded, coming from an old man.

Zhou Jiren brushed the dust off his shoulders, his expression as usual, and looked at Crow and Gu Zhi, saying, "I'll leave things here to you... I have something to take care of outside."

Song Ci didn't turn his head, but nodded slowly.

Gu Zhi frowned slightly... As a fellow title-holder, he vaguely sensed a trace of abnormality.

Zhou Jiren's mental power seemed to be fluctuating?

Mr. Tree strode towards the outside of the auditorium.

Gu Zhi pondered for a moment, came to Chen San's side, and said softly, "I'll go take a look."

After speaking, he also quickly left the auditorium.

The entire auditorium was divided into several areas. The three Extraordinary organizations had now completely sealed off the Freedom Auditorium... In theory, the believers of the Evergreen Foundation could still launch suicide attacks at any cost, so this area was heavily patrolled. Those dignitaries who attended the ball had not yet been evacuated and were arranged to wait in the reception room again.

Gu Zhi left the main hall and looked at the dark corridor in the distance. At the end of it, a figure in a white suit was walking very fast, not at all like someone with inconvenient legs who needed a cane.

"..."

Arriving at the place where Zhou Jiren disappeared, Gu Zhi saw nothing but emptiness.

That old guy... vanished.

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The Holy Wood broke out of the ground, forming a large cocoon.

Then it sank.

Looking at it in the night, the open lawn near the auditorium was no different from usual, but if you observed carefully enough, you would find that the soil here had traces of loosening. No one would have thought that there was a large cocoon wrapped in vines ten meters underground... like a coffin.

Zhou Jiren was nestled in this Holy Wood cocoon.

His face was a little pale.

Although he wasn't a mental-type Extraordinary... he had keenly captured Gu Zhi's intention to follow him.

Temporarily leaving the auditorium was not a wise move. He was a grand adjudicator of the Tribunal. What could be more important than staying on the scene to protect the two councilors?

But.

He had no choice!

"Damn..."

Unseen by anyone, deep underground, the Holy Wood cocoon began to descend once again, because Mr. Tree's mental power began to leak uncontrollably, and a strong premonitory idea surged in the depths of his mental ocean.

The more he resisted.

The more he caused his stable mind to become turbulent.

"Is this... the opening of the door? It actually has such a strong sign, even I can't resist it."

Zhou Jiren's expression was complicated, with a complex smile on his lips, "Although it's a good thing... the timing is really bad..."

Finally, he descended to a depth of nearly a hundred meters, wrapped in the Holy Wood cocoon.

He slowly loosened his mind.

"Boom!"

A crisp sound of sea tide came from his mind.

Zhou Jiren opened his eyes.

"031... you're finally awake."

Across the long table, a familiar voice sounded. That Lin family official, rumored to be from the Northern Fortress, said with a complicated tone, "Your information is actually true..."

It took two seconds.

Zhou Jiren could see the scene here clearly.

An unprecedented grand occasion in the conference room, with shadows of people everywhere, almost no empty seats... The powerful mental impact when the key opened the door was accurately transmitted to the minds of everyone present.

This was a good thing.

This shows that... the mental network connection left by Alan Turing still fully covers the five continents.

However, some seats were vacant... If mental strength was used to judge the earliness or lateness of entering the meeting, then those who had not yet entered the meeting at this time were likely already dead.

Of course.

There were exceptions.

"The 'girl' with the Red Door hasn't appeared, which is unreasonable." The Lin family man frowned and asked, "This grand gathering should be because the key has found the Red Door... Logically speaking, she should be the first one to enter. What exactly is the situation now?"

The conference room was a bit chaotic now.

In fact, the launch of this grand gathering was too sudden and too unreasonable. Everyone was still in a stage of mutual bewilderment.

"Don't worry, that girl is not dead... just a small accident."

Zhou Jiren rubbed his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "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 intensity of this forcibly established mental link, the key left by Alan Turing is more powerful than we imagined."

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Gu Shen did not expect that the scene after the door opened would be like this.

He seemed to have come to a private conversation place that didn't belong to him... On both sides of the long table sat figures shrouded in mist. Even though their faces were wrapped in a haze, one could still see the strangeness in their expressions at this moment: three parts blankness, three parts confusion, three parts bewilderment, and one part shock.

"What... what's going on?"

He turned his head to ask the girl next to him.

Chu Ling was standing beside him, but in the eyes of those people, it was as if she didn't exist. They only looked at him, ignoring the presence of another person.

"This is a purely mental world. They can't see me, nor can they hear our conversation."

Chu Ling said softly, "They can only see you, but don't worry, you are no different from them now. Your face is covered by 'mental mist', and no one knows your real appearance, height, or other real-world data."

"No..."

Gu Shen murmured, "I want to ask, why is it... like this after the Red Door in Madam's mind opens?"

Every time he came to Madam's dream.

He would be attracted by that Red Door... as if fate was drawing him here in the dark.

What was behind the door?

He had thought about it more than once, but he never imagined that behind the door was a conference room.

"Where... is this?" Gu Shen tried to calm himself down.

"If you want to ask for coordinates... the answer is 'Deepwater Area B1086'." Chu Ling reported a code, saying, "If you want a detailed answer, then... this is one of the countless independent waters divided out in the mental ocean. This is a corner of the deep-sea structure, a virtual world that has not been fully mastered."

"It is... the last hope of the [Ancient Text Society]."

Ancient Text Society?

Gu Shen was a little dazed.

This was not the first time he had heard the name of the Ancient Text Society. From encountering A-009, to later talking with Mr. Tree... this organization had appeared several times.

In the end, he searched the deep sea himself, and the "truth" he obtained was—

Because of pursuing ancient power, the forbidden organization [Ancient Text Society] was jointly eliminated by the five continents of the Federation.

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(Actually, I wanted to update more, but it may be because I ate bad food last night and had diarrhea all day, feeling listless... The current situation is very miserable. The update should wait until my body recovers tomorrow.)