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In the center of the multi-functional conference hall at a depth of more than 200 meters is a quaint brown birch table, which looks like the style of the 17th century American colonial, rough and simple.
On the two rows of wooden chairs made of refined calf skin next to the table, in addition to Dr.
Finch, the executor of the Skycanopy Company, and Habs, the current president of the Presbyterian Church, sat three old men dressed in old-fashioned and monotonous clothes.
These old men are all pale, wrinkled, and shriveled faces, and their outfits are all products of the European style of the last century, with slim and long tuxedos and tall bowler hats, and the unique feeling of a gentleman's party in the Sherlock Holmes detective movie comes to the face.
These old men have not been seen in the eyes of the world for a long time, and many of them have disappeared since the Second World War, living in an ancient castle somewhere in the world, and living in seclusion under the protection of the Presbyterian security forces.
On the wall of the corridor outside the conference room of the Presbyterian Church's European headquarters, the portraits of these old men hang there like the royals on the walls of Buckingham Palace, all with solemn expressions for people to admire.
One of the highest meetings of the Presbyterian Church since the end of World War II is being connected using the most advanced network 3D virtual images, and at this moment, in the conference room, sitting in those chairs are virtual 3D projection figures, but the old guys behind these virtual figures are members of the Presbyterian Council with the heavy fist of the Presbyterian Church, where they can make all decisions that affect the fate of the entire Presbyterian Church and its subordinate institutions.
"It's been a meeting like this for years, Mr.
Habs, and you're the best of us guys."
"Yes, Mr.
Sauron, the last time I remember it was in 1963."
"It was really a very unpleasant meeting, because we fell out with the comrades of the Chinese branch for the sake of the North Korean affairs, and we have not yet restored relations."
"I don't know if it's Mr.
Chen's family who is in charge of China affairs now, if so, I really want to have a good reunion with this old friend, what can't we talk about well, not to mention that we old men don't have many years to live.
By the way, Mr.
Phillips, I remember that you and Mr.
Chen used to be very wrong when they saw each other, and I think you must be looking forward to his death now, right?
” "I don't seem to be right with him, but I've also paid attention to the news of China over the years, and Lao Chen hasn't shown up for a long time.
It stands to reason that the former Soviet Union has a lot of contacts with China, Mr.
Andrey, as the head of the family of the former Soviet branch, you will not know the news of Lao Chen."
An old man with a silver-haired, rosacea, a big beer belly, and a Russian English accent moved in his chair, took a glass of vodka and poured it into his mouth like drinking water, then wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "We had a brief contact before '84, and we haven't seen each other since then."
However, judging from the current layout of China's military and high-level management, Lao Chen still has a lot of power there, and it is estimated that he is still at the helm of the Presbyterian Council. ” When people are old, they love to remember, and old men like to think about the past.
After World War II, this group of elders members has never been so neatly gathered, representing the spokesmen of the four major families of the Presbyterian Church, the Habs family, the Sauron family, the Phillips family and the Andrea family, most of the people who can sit at this table have changed the course of history, such as building the atomic bomb to end World War II, and promoting the exhibition of manned space technology and the computer revolution, etc., but the biggest achievement is probably fighting with the Atlanteans on the hidden battlefield invisible to humans, Kill the gods of the past.
These old fellows are members of pure-blood families, and like the Habs, they are only limited to intermarriage among the four living families within the clan in order to maintain the purity of their bloodlines and their natural abilities.
Moriah's bloodline gave them a long life, so long that they were too lazy to continue to deal with the outside world, so some of them even faked their own deaths, and then held a solemn funeral, and then quietly hid in unknown places to live a quiet life away from the world.
It had taken a lot of effort to get them together this time, and there was plenty of reason to impress them, otherwise the old things would not have reappeared to meddle with the Elders' affairs.
"Distinguished Elders, I am here today at the invitation of Mr.
Habs, and the reason why I have brought together all the respected elders is because we are facing a great crisis at present."
"Long story short, time is precious to those of us old fellows who have one foot in the coffin."
"Mr.
Phillips, you have already died once, and I have attended your memorial service, and now if you measure it in the traditional sense, you are a dead man, and the dead still care when the death is eternal."
Sauron teased his old friend with a smile.
"Okay, then I'll cut it short."
He picked up the remote control on the table, pressed the button, and a satellite photo appeared on the electronic screen on the wall, "A few days ago, we judged based on Selena's Chip prediction, and estimated that Garm, one of the seven suzerains of Atlantis, would be revived in the sleeping place there, so we sent a team of demon hunters to the Bamiyan Buddha Canyon in Afghanistan, and then the team lost contact with the headquarters, and a few hours ago, the team and our headquarters suddenly regained contact."
"Isn't it a good thing to restore contact just because of this," Elder Andre was already crimson, and the high level of vodka stimulated his blood, making him look impatient.
"Andrey, sooner or later vodka will kill you."
Elder Sauron said, "These alcoholic drinks seem to have dulled your nerves a little, don't forget, if the door of the sleeping place is opened, it stands to reason that the person who enters will not be able to contact the outside world, it is a different space, and only the alchemy passage can reach it." ” Andre was stunned for a moment, touched his big rosacea, and his face suddenly became ugly.
"I see, it means that Gam's Sleeping Land is connected to the real world" "It's not a big deal if it's just a sleeping place connected to the human world.
It's just that," Finch pointed to the satellite image, "our company's Sky Eye system has detected that the vicinity of Bamiyan is not only the entrance to the alchemy passage to the Sleeping Lands, but also the Divine Domain, to be precise. ” Several elders of the "Divine Domain" finally did not calm down, and straightened their rickety bodies from their chairs one after another, and their eyes shot out of fine light, like a sleeping lion waking up from a lazy sleep, "You mean, the passage of the Divine Domain once in two or three thousand years has been opened."
"That's right, this matter is a bit strange, it stands to reason that Selena can find the direction of the entrance through the Chip prediction technique, this kind of big event can't escape her prediction, but she ignored it, didn't tell us, but chose to go to Afghanistan quietly by herself, and now she is with an intern in our company's operations department, and it is estimated that she has arrived in the God's Domain."
Finch said.
The old men began to talk, and then their eyes fell on Old Habs.
"Mr.
Habs, do you have any opinion to express Selena is from your family."
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Elder Sauron spoke, after silence.
"I can't guess Selena's thoughts, she is the resurrection reliquarian of the goddess of fate, and she may have some plans of her own."
Old Habs said: "Let's listen to the pictures from the team we sent to Afghanistan at the scene, things have changed a lot, wait for Dr.
Finch to explain to everyone slowly." ”: