When the entire theater fell into silence, Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes.
It had been a long time since she had experienced the calmness and satisfaction she felt after achieving her goal. She turned to look at Silvan's silhouette and couldn't help but smile.
"It was the right decision to pass it on to you. Luckily, I got to know you."
In spite of her subdued voice, there was not a sound in the theatre but a deathly stillness, and the moment she opened her mouth, her voice drifted away into the darkness. The people in the seats downstairs and in the private rooms next to them all turned their heads. In the darkness, they raised their heads to look at the two of them. In the silence, only their expressionless faces were illuminated by the stage lights.
Lin Sanjiu stood up and waved at the crowd with a smile.
The people in the theater nodded at her one after another. It looked like a wave that had been disturbed.
"Unfortunately, I didn't succeed with Jezebel," Lin Sanjiu sighed as she leaned against the railing and looked down at the silent crowd. Then, she raised her voice and listened to her own voice echoing in the theater, "Does everyone have it?"
"Got it." The posthumans looked at each other and answered one after another. "I have it too …"
Someone even raised his voice and asked, "Are you Number Zero?"
Lin Sanjiu nodded. As soon as Lin Sanjiu made her statement, the people downstairs gradually quietened down again. Suddenly, she heard Mrs. Manas' voice ringing in her mind like a fly that refused to leave.
Just when she was feeling frustrated and hesitant, Silvan suddenly appeared beside her and whispered into her ear, "There are a total of 205 posthumans participating in the auction. Including the 50 members of the Munitions Factory's security department, the host, and the singers, the total number of people in the Theater of Athens is 260. "
"That's quite a lot." Lin Sanjiu nodded. Her mind was pulled away from Mrs. Manas by the number. "Once is enough. In fact, it's more than enough. But we can't use up all 260 people at once. We have to continue spreading the word. "
As she said that, she saw a silhouette that seemed to be Yu Yuan disappear into the stairwell. After a while, he walked into the private room and sat down on the sofa that the female singer had sat on.
"Let me see," he sat down and reached for the glass on the table. Just when Lin Sanjiu was about to remind him, he frowned and looked at it for a while. After some hesitation, he put it back. "Since there are already people in this theater, let's let those who have the chance to spread the word. We should move on to the next step."
"That's what we think too." Silvan leaned on the railing and asked without turning his head, "Who still has a chance?"
There were quite a number of people who hadn't used up their chances. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a buzz of response from the crowd. Responses such as "I have one more chance" and "I am here all three times" were blurry and indistinct in the air above the theater.
The three of them looked at each other.
Before they could say anything, they heard someone shouting from downstairs, "What on earth do you have? What are you talking about? Is this an auction? "
Shocked, the three of them quickly stood up and looked down. More than two hundred faces turned toward the source of the voice at the same time. Even the spotlights quickly swept across the crowd a few times, and finally, a white light locked on the person who had just spoken. When the spotlights shone on the person, he immediately jumped up from his seat. He covered his eyes with one hand and shouted, "Move the spotlights away! What are you doing? "
Before he could finish, Silvan whistled. A man sitting beside him suddenly stood up and patted the person's back. He laughed, "Muguer, you don't know? Why don't you ask me? Come, sit down and talk … "
The two of them seemed to know each other. The person called Muguer couldn't help but relax his shoulders. Just as he turned around hesitantly, his friend pulled him closer. A few seconds later, Muguer let go of his collar in a daze. He looked around and muttered, "So that's how it is." Then, he sat back down with a calm expression on his face.
As soon as he sat down, a sharp, low cry, which seemed to come from the throat, suddenly flashed from a corner of the crowd, and then was cut off.
"Who is it?"
Silvan immediately poked his head out from the railing. "Who made that scream just now? Go and find him! "
Lin Sanjiu and Yu Yuan looked at each other. They both realized that there was still a fish that had escaped the net. That person was hiding in the dark. Now that he had seen their tricks, they were afraid that things would get tricky.
As soon as he said that, almost everyone stood up from their seats. They looked around and listened carefully. Under the spotlights, they carefully examined every face around them. The entrance and exit had long been sealed. However, even after searching for a while, they still didn't hear the expected "I found him!"
"If that person is also in the audience, why didn't the people around him hear it?" Lin Sanjiu mumbled. "It can't be such a coincidence that no one around him has been …"
"Then, the answer is simple. He is not in the audience." Silvan stared thoughtfully at the posthumans walking down the stairs. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "I think I know where he is."
Other than the host on the stage, there was only one type of people who were not in the audience during the auction: the members of the security department who were responsible for maintaining order in the theater.
The few of them discussed quietly for a while and made up their minds. Then, they went downstairs. Silvan ordered his men to turn on all the spotlights in the theater. The lights instantly flooded their field of vision, illuminating the entire theater. Lin Sanjiu and Yu Yuan each took charge of the entrance and exit of the theater. All the members of the security department were summoned back and stood in a row in the aisle.
Silvan walked down the aisle step by step. Surrounded by the crowd, he clapped his hands and said loudly, "Those of you who still have the number of times left, please line up on the stage!"
The members of the Munitions Factory stood in the same spot with their hands crossed. They watched silently as people stood up one after another.
The space on the stage was not big. It could only accommodate a few dozen people. However, the crowd did not raise any objections. They cooperated and filed onto the stage in a single file. They stuck close to each other and tried their best to make space for the people who came later. Even when they accidentally bumped into each other, they would only smile warmly and understandingly at each other.
Just like that, the stage was crowded with more than 130 people.
After hearing the number of people from his subordinates, Silvan let out a sigh of relief.
He loosened his collar with one hand, revealing a line of snow-white skin under his dark blue collar. It was as if there was an ocean of ice and snow floating in the polar regions. "Everyone." He smiled softly, his blonde hair and white teeth gleaming under the light. "I want you to know that apart from you, there are also some people among the fifty subordinates I brought with me who still have the number of uses remaining."
His words were a little out of the blue, but when Silvan spoke, no one would question him or interrupt him.
He glanced at the 70 to 80 people who were still sitting in their seats. In the seat closest to him, the female singer was looking at him with a pair of sparkling eyes. He smiled and continued, "But … I think you all know that those of us who have used up our number of times have to leave. To ensure everyone's safety, regardless of whether my subordinates still have the number of times left or not, I have decided to let them leave with us. After we leave, I hope that all of you can hurry back to the central area of Heaven Underworld as soon as possible and continue to work hard to complete your mission in a crowded place. "
A woman dressed like a young girl but with a face that looked older walked out from the crowd and bowed to the people below the stage.
"I wish all of you a safe journey. After we complete our mission, we will leave soon. Let's meet again then. "
Silvan nodded slowly. His gaze swept across the rows of his subordinates. Every one of them stood straight, staring at the stage without moving. Not a single one of them showed any signs of abnormality. He turned around and ordered the people on the stage, "In order to prevent anyone from sneaking in among you, I hope that all of you can confirm with each other. Don't worry, the number of times those who have been infected will not decrease. "
The method of "confirming with each other" was very simple. As long as they kissed each other once in pairs, they could guarantee that everyone who left the theater would be "compatriots".
To be honest, the scene was a little strange. More than 130 people squeezed onto the stage and kissed each other regardless of their gender. Lin Sanjiu stood at the entrance of the theater and looked at the crowd on the stage. For a moment, she was a little confused. "What's wrong?" she wondered.
When each of the 130 people was kissed at least once, they were considered to have passed the test. The people who had passed the test were very friendly. They left the theater quietly and orderly. After they disappeared from the valley, Silvan and a few members of the security department took the lead and organized the remaining people into a few groups.
At this point, the method of "confirming with each other" could not be used a second time. Under the arrangement of Silvan and a few others, none of the groups were allowed to move alone, and none of them were allowed to leave the line of sight of others. After Silvan made sure that everyone was under the surveillance of others, the group of almost 100 people entered the helicopter and the skytrain from the Munitions Factory and set off for their destination.
"Among these people," Silvan said as he leaned against the back of the chair and looked at the sky outside the window, "There is one person … or at least one person who has not been kissed."
The skytrain was very long. It slithered through the air like a snake. Amidst the roar of the engine, his voice sounded a little muffled. Lin Sanjiu raised her head and saw a member of the Munitions Factory quickly averting his gaze away from his superior.
It was a skinny boy in his early twenties. He did not look good. It was very cold in the skytrain, but he kept fanning his collar as if he was trying to inject some cold air into his body.
"But it doesn't matter." Silvan did not seem to notice anything. He just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter anymore. After all, we are going to reach our destination soon."
The skinny boy was startled. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Just like what his commanding officer had said, it didn't matter who the person who had not been kissed was. Lin Sanjiu smiled and turned her eyes away. Her eyes met with a pair of astonishingly green eyes. Under the sunlight, his fluffy blonde hair looked as if it was going to melt in the sunlight. It was so dazzling that Lin Sanjiu couldn't look at him directly.
"Thank you." She nodded at Silvan.
At that moment, Lin Sanjiu heard Mrs. Manas' voice again. She didn't know how many times she had asked in the depths of her mind, "Where are you going?"
She could finally answer this question.
She tilted her head back and mumbled something. She felt an answer rising from the depths of her soul.
"Shambhala."
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