“Another Ancient Gold grade piece of intelligence! “
Amidst the gasps, Yang Zicang, who had analyzed and confirmed the truth of this matter, looked at the fourth piece of Golden information he had obtained from yesterday to today, feeling as if his entire being were floating slightly.
This might not be a coincidence, but rather the result of someone or some people investing a flash of mass-brilliance in an attempt to alter the world’s predetermined fate.
Yet it could also truly be a coincidence, merely because many events converged today, beginning to reveal the outcomes of their collisions. After all, the happenings of this single day were like several gray rivers converging into the sea, all meeting at this very moment.
“There was once at least an era of martial artists who tried, in the ways they excelled at, to stir the fluctuations of past traits, thereby sparking waves of change in the world of their time. “
“So, did the people of the Bright Land era, inspired by the story of ‘Miss Fog and the Glazed Lamp,’ really change the world? ” One of the Dragon’s Domain members chatting by the table murmured, profoundly astonished, “Similar ‘Group Radiance Flashes’ to the ones we just experienced? “
Cheng Yunze looked over and nodded slowly at him. “Just as Chairman Yang has inferred. That’s correct. “
“Because they believed that the world of the ‘Fogfolk’ was as verdant and azure as glazed glass, filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers. “
“Moreover, ” continued Arm·Prices, lowering his gaze, “I believe that the Fogfolk in the Mist Worlds were just like all of you here. The moment they saw a glimmer of that emerging trend, they, too, began to find ways to act on it. “
“Well… hehe. ” Wang Zhi and a few others sheepishly rubbed the back of their heads, while Xu Aiyuan silently felt the joy inwardly emanating from the group’s collective energy. Hearing this from the merchant Arm·Prices, Jean·Ussy and the two members of the Hellfire Sect nodded with deep gravity and resolute conviction.
“Therefore, with the Fogfolk setting an example by their own actions, the inhabitants of Bright Land, living under a scorching, arid sky, also came to believe that a future world like the Mist Land could truly arrive, and they began to act,” said Anx·Paelias. “And then… was born what President Buchen spoke of—that vast wave of energy which reshaped an entire era.“
“Good heavens. I thought it was just inferences about the history of dance dramas.“
Now, that member of the “Dragon’s Domain,” wearing a yellow twill shirt with a blue decorative emblem pinned to his collar, clasped his hands around both sides of his head and stared straight at the delighted crowd around the table, then continued:
“If I go and call everyone back now, would we still make it in time?“
“Although there is still much worth uncovering, compared to the ancient history you need, I’m afraid it’s already too late.“
“Alas!” the man swung his fist, mixing regret with relief. “Good thing I didn’t follow them to watch the Teng with Mortaf.“
In just a few short minutes, two pieces of Ancient Gold-level information were analyzed and obtained. The hearts of everyone present pounded with excitement.
“Um, everyone,” Wang Zhi, who had been joyfully sharing in the moment, asked with a grin, “This Ancient Gold stuff—what exactly is it?“
“Ancient Gold is a type of intelligence that is extremely difficult to obtain,” Anxi immediately slapped his palm on the table and said excitedly to Wang Zhi:
“Back in Kru’en, someone told us that once you obtain…“
“Wait! ” Yang Zicang immediately interrupted Anxi, who was by the wooden table, wearing a light green coat, holding onto Wang Zhi’s arm.
The man with short, light black hair looked over. “Why? “
Several other discussants at the table also looked over.
“Don’t say it yet, ” Yang Zicang said, composing himself and focusing his mind.
“The information about the function of the Ancient Gold is, in itself, extremely valuable. “
These words immediately made the people around the table look at each other with surprise.
“Wow, ah ah ah! ” The man at the table, wearing a yellow twill shirt, couldn’t contain his frenzied excitement. He pumped his fist a few times. “Oh my god, this, this means we’ve already passed halfway… ” He immediately covered his mouth.
Hearing this, Xu Aiyuan immediately became thoughtful.
Wang Zhi, on the other hand, let out a plaintive sigh, “Ah, we’ll have to find a way to get more information again. What a hassle. “
Only Anxi stood stunned, staring blankly, as if they had lost some kind of precious treasure.
The role of Ancient Gold class information was no longer a very big secret among the many Fogfolk who had gathered because of the World Ark. Quite a few people had carelessly shared it with others.
However, Yang Zicang, who had come out of the Holy Psychokinesis Field delivered by the Complete Stamp Emblem, had not heard from these people outside that they had gained the ‘Ancient Gold’ , which the message itself implied, upon learning of the promotion to the pentagon.
“Don’t tell this to others casually. “
As YangZicang finished speaking, He Yishu, realizing something, also felt a bit overwhelmed, raising both hands to the sides of his head, much like Anxi.
“Miss Aiyuan, ” Lin Site said softly, turning to look at Xu Aiyuan, who was giving off a faint, subtle fragrance, “I’ll find a way to tell you about this when we get back. “
YangZicang silently watched them for a moment, and Xu Aiyuan, feeling his gaze, turned her head to look back.
Dressed in the soldier army uniform, with a small length of ribbon peeking out of his pocket, YangZicang gave her a very natural, slow nod.
“I say, ” the Phoenix-Perching Tree crackled with a slight burn, its voice ringing out crisp and golden from within, “if I recall correctly, this sort of thing can be used on others for protection, right? “
After saying this, the Phoenix-Perching Tree suddenly felt several pairs of scrutinizing eyes, signaling disapproval, landing on it.
It instantly felt a chilling sensation all over its body.
“I think we should start moving quickly. “
Cheng Yunze spoke up from the side, “That ancient plan born from the story of the Lu Li Lamp might not be the only one. It’s just that over such vast periods, some surviving pieces of information were deliberately tampered with. “
“You’re right, Yunze. “
“Mm! ” Cheng Yunze addressed Yang Zicang and continued,
“Our World Ark communication station is still operational, so Buchen, let’s revive this stage play without delay. “
The atmosphere fell into a brief lull.
“It really isn’t a good time for a large-scale performance. “
One of the elders of the Hellfire Sect also remarked, “Well, of course, we all have good intentions. But perhaps it’s better to wait until we’ve survived the apocalypse before starting anything, isn’t it? “
“No. ” Yang Zicang turned his head to look at them. “Itmustbe today. Itmuststart now. “
He raised his head to look at Ang Pailisi, along with the few others around him.
The President, who had failed to grasp many of the words used, could nonetheless sense the slight tension in the air.
“It has to benow? “
“It has to be. “
Yang Zicang placed his palms on the wooden table and said, “We need to begin our plan for spreading and popularizing this stage play immediately; we must prevent all our efforts from inexplicably being twisted back onto the original path. “
“Report! ” A young guard standing beside the General—an officer’s adjutant—snapped to attention in a military salute, his neck stiff and taut as he shouted, “Please allow me to deliver this mission to the Special Commands of National Defense and Heritage Technology! “
Xu Aiyuan took a glance at this slightly exotic-looking man.
“Me, me, me! ” the man in the yellow shirt immediately exclaimed, “I’ll handle this. I’m the one to go. “
“And me, too, ” said Wang Zhi, waving his arms.
“This gentleman, I’ve pledged to ensure your safety during this time, so you’d better stay inside. ” Yang Zicang said to the young man.
“But, President, if I don’t go, the marshals might not be able to confirm the truth of the matter. “
“There are so many people outside, you can rest assured. ” The man beside him said and then started to walk out.
“Mr. President! “
Yang Zicang looked at the young man beside him, who was even younger than himself, and saw the worry on his face. He guessed that the other might be afraid—that after their group went, they might not only deliver the intelligence but also potentially influence the command’s decisions. Or perhaps he was concerned that the intelligence might not be transmitted completely.
“Don’t disclose anything other than this matter.“
Yang Zicang said to him, “In some cases, the more irrelevant people know, the more dangerous it becomes. From the moment you step out, your identity will already be different. Please be careful.“
The young Demon-Blood Warrior, whose appearance was no different from an ordinary person, paused at these words. “I understand. I’ll be careful.“
With that, he quickly ran out. Wang Zhi saw this and was about to turn around and run out as well.
“Wang Zhi, wait a moment.“
“Ah? Don’t I need to keep an eye on things?“
Yang Zicang spoke to Wang Zhi, who was hurrying toward the door in a rush.
“As for the matter of Glazed Glass Lamp, by now, all the countries that are still functioning normally should have begun to look into it. So informing the Special Defense Command will be enough to make General and the others realize the seriousness of this matter. There’s no need to send too many people.“
“Then I…“
“Have you forgotten? We still have some things to discuss later.“
Yang Zicang turned his head and glanced at the remaining people.
“Could one of you please help me invite Mr. Binduo over?“
He Yishu turned his head slightly and said to Xu Aiyuan with a smile:
“Would this lovely young lady be so kind as to go downstairs and invite Mr. Binduo from over by the counter? I believe many distributors will be eager to purchase your miraculous experiences at this hotel. “
“This… Um, okay. “
“Then I’ll go find a few people willing to contact the embassies of various countries, ” Anxi said.
As those people rushed out to make arrangements, Xu Aiyuan walked gracefully toward the door and overheard the businessman whom Yang Zicang seemed to value speaking.
Ang Pailisi said in fluent Chinese:
“President Buchen, I’ll also go out first and mobilize some people. I believe our chamber of commerce’s influence can still play a role in the surrounding areas of the newly established Dual-Republic. “
“Thank you, Mr. Pailisi. “
Colonel Brownlion turned and strode out, following those who had exited earlier, along with the two newly arrived figures.
…
Minutes later, when Binduo came up and heard that they needed to immediately begin mobilizing and starting the performance events, although he felt it was a bit strange, he still perceived from the king’s orders and everyone’s reaction here that there might be some special, significant reason behind it all. Without saying anything else, he immediately left the hotel to contact Telanaxi back home.
“Old classmate Yang, ” Jin Claist spoke up only after the atmosphere there had slightly eased, his voice hesitant:
“You’ve been busy since the day before yesterday without any rest, haven’t you? Don’t you want to go back and lie down for a while? “
“I’m fine—my spirits are much better now than before. “
“Still, that must be exhausting. Look at how even the conferees need a break during discussions, yet you’ve been busy for so long. “
“Still want to lie down a bit more? ” Phoenix-Perching Tree said with a peculiar tone of doubt.
{This is how humans sleep. }
Little Sour Sour, wearing an exquisite little black dress resembling a qipao, fluttered down.
{So many interesting things. Your words have a much greater influence than the many I’ve recorded. Sigh, } She let her two small hands drop, {But I really want to go out and see more places. }
“Didn’t you want to find a place to sleep? “
Yang Zicang said to this little creature.
Little Sour Sour, floating half a meter above the table, turned her head back, {Sleeping is good too. }
Yang Zicang smiled and said to Little Sour Sour:
“You haven’t seen our other rooms yet, right? Since everyone is discussing shift rest downstairs anyway, how about I take you to visit my other bedroom? Want to come take a look? “
{Hey, sure, sure! }
Little Sour Sour, floating at a tilt in the air, nodded her head vigorously a few times.
“Then come here, we’ll go over with this key. “
In Yang Zicang’s hand, he held a brass key engraved with the numbers 408.
He looked up at Kin Christ and said, “I’ll take her to Room 408 for a quick tour. ” With that, he turned and walked into the room.
Little Sour Sour flew toward the receding figure of the man a short distance away from the group, watching him pull out a silk scarf, unfold it, and spread it in his hand.
Yang Zicang suddenly turned his head to look at the circle of people who were glancing from the nearby desk, “Don’t watch, you guys. “
“Oh. “
“Huh? “
“Alright, alright, alright. “
Several arms turned the heads of the natives who had just turned around. President Frederick Bergman noticed this, laughed heartily, turned back his head, and looked at He Yishu and Cheng Yunze, who were whispering to each other over the table cards, confirming the contents of the dance drama known to both sides.
“Then I’ll go down and check on the TIVI machine as well. Miss Hei Yang and Miss Kony’s beauty is truly unforgettable. “
“I’ll go with you too, Mr. President Frederick. “
Xiao Suansuan watched these figures leave, playing with the pen tip in her hand. Then she saw the human beside her pointing a finger at the silk scarf in his palm.
Yang Zicang looked at Xiao Suansuan, who narrowed her eyes at him. Seeing that she had no reaction, he pointed his finger again. The little one snorted, quickly charged forward and yanked, wrapping the entire scarf around herself like a cotton quilt, leaving only one corner still pinched in Yang Zicang’s hand.
｛I tipped the COSTELLA HOTEL locksmith 10N.｝
Elliptical energy ripples as tall as a person swayed in the air, manifesting in the flickering of other hotel rooms, enveloping Yang Zicang’s slender figure before vanishing from the spot.
……
In the dark entrance hallway, Xiao Suansuan emerged from the silk scarf and dashed straight into the room.
{Wow, is this another one of your rooms? It looks just like the one we were at this time. }
“Yeah! “
With a heavy sigh, Yang Zicang responded from the corridor outside. Leaning back against the wall, he rested his shoulder and back against it, looking up at the ceiling. “Awkward, ” he murmured.
A few seconds of silence.
“But then again, Lin Site. ” The young man’s voice was low, almost a growl in his throat, as he thought about—then cleared throat, recalling his lighter.
After several breaths, a soft murmuring echoed down the hallway.
“Turns out she’s also a Red Model. “
{Yaya! Yangyang, why is there no bedsheet here? }
Yang Zicang turned to look into the bedroom door within the corridor directly facing this room. “What? “
The figure of the little reporter whooshed out, shaking her head.
{This one’s no good either. There’s not even a pillow. }
Straightening his back, Yang Zicang took a step inside the room. Sticking his head in for a look, he saw a neatly wrapped bedsheet bundle left on the bed.
Xiao Suansuan hovered in the middle of the room: {It’s not as good as that room from last time where we just sat on the soft pillows before it was gone. Here, there aren’t even pillows. }
“Uh, this…” Yang Zicang, who had planned to bond with little Suansuan after only meeting her for a few minutes last time, felt a bit overwhelmed as he stared at the messy, large bed with a bare mattress, its surface marked by scorch rings from pots and pans.
In the hallway.
A hesitant Kim Christie turned his head slowly, trying to recall an impression, and walked toward the room opposite number 405, facing a row of deep, imposing hotel doors.
He looked at the two doors in front of him, then glanced back at the room farther behind him on the diagonal. With some hesitation, he reached out and knocked on one of the doors.
“Excuse me, is Mr. Buchen in?“
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